tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22919859814545074372024-03-12T22:52:38.833-07:00Life Of Stupid RomeoMy name is SyedAbdullah obviously,im curently twenty and its nothing special, alrite, Me . this colum explain's me, "About Me" does it signify who i am or who i am trying to be to impress other's into liking me? It's hard you know but ive had enough of that,so im finally going to be who i was ment to be, me. It's time,i relise now how pethatic i was before,Trying to be someone to impress other's. But not anymore.Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-72427762916009312522011-05-15T21:55:00.000-07:002011-05-15T21:55:50.592-07:00Who say's US Aircraft Engineers cant make good husbands ? ♥ ♥Engineers are the BEST boyfriends<br />
ALL these ARE facts .. so.. here goes..<br />
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Advantage 1: Secure lifestyle.<br />
An engineer boyfriend can provide you with a secure lifestyle. At 27 years old, an engineer probably has a respectable, stable job that gives him a high income to own a car, invest, have a comfortable life, and get married and buy a house too.<br />
Law graduates are still working as a lowly apprentice in a law firm, most management graduates have just failed on their first business plan, the arts graduate is still looking for a job, and the medical school graduate is still living in a hospital. ''-<br />
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Advantage 2: Unmatchable industriousness.<br />
An engineer boyfriend will dedicate an unimaginable amount of his time and effort to understand you. Engineers strain really really hard to understand their work. You can believe that they will try really really hard to understand women too, just like how they understand their work, once they believe that you are the one. So even if they don't understand you initially, they will keep on trying. Even if they still do not understand, they will figure out the correct method to keep you happy (e.g. buy diamond ring = 1 week's worth of happiness=dh/dt.) And once they find out the secret formula, they will just keep on repeating it so that the desired results appear.<br />
Unlike the Lawyer who will argue with you, the Management graduate who will try to control your spending, the Arts graduate who will 'change major', and the medical school graduate who will operate on you. And you know what, it's really so easy to make engineers believe that you are the 'one'. Say that you like one of their projects and they will be hooked to you forever.-<br />
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Advantage 3: An engineer boyfriend will never betray your trust.<br />
Let me first tell you what is wrong with the rest of the others - the lawyers will lie about everything, management graduates will cheat your money, the arts graduate will flirt, and you probably just look like another cadaver to the medical school graduate.<br />
Your engineer boyfriend is either too busy to have an affair, and even if he does, he is too dumb to lie to you about that.<br />
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Hence, an engineer is the most secure boyfriend that you will ever find - rich enough, will keep on trying to understand and please you, has no time for affairs, and too dumb to lie to you. So girls, why procrastinate? Get an engineer as your boyfriend!<br />
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Credits to <a class="actorName" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=529977248" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=529977248">Saarah Mariee</a> For letting me share this ! <3 <3Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-84612188430614436692011-03-30T04:52:00.000-07:002011-03-30T04:52:44.482-07:00Truth you boy's should know "Revealed"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5hyphenhyphenyVam-dhrr6kXSCasSDejyuwnk2TVQCtSYwZTgqmyVoPEOAGB6DW_LWScrt9woTn4gDyfAH3No5R_55Pqp-Evqb39CwKv6qKQMufKeCLyWrprJBXZRsoCDjPp4xa6JxBqCMX_gl2AU/s1600/Dare-to-dream-men-vs-women.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5hyphenhyphenyVam-dhrr6kXSCasSDejyuwnk2TVQCtSYwZTgqmyVoPEOAGB6DW_LWScrt9woTn4gDyfAH3No5R_55Pqp-Evqb39CwKv6qKQMufKeCLyWrprJBXZRsoCDjPp4xa6JxBqCMX_gl2AU/s320/Dare-to-dream-men-vs-women.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">In my morning habits reading my email is somewhere in the top of the list. Nothing unusual until here, no? Of course not, instead of avoiding every source that can ruin our day, we’re so masochists that we just love to read bad news since we drink our morning coffee. I’ve subscribed to some newsletters from women’s magazines, don’t ask me why, I just did it and I can’t answer to this, and… this morning they wanted to enlighten me about one thing: “secrets about women that men don’t know”.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I find sharing of this information among women a complete waste of time, so let’s go to the part where my misogynistic ego is instantly upgraded and transformed into what they can call “The Mind Sperminator of Stupid Women”. Yeah, now, thanks to that article, I am in a new and way better form of misogynist. I will stop resuming myself to look at a stupid woman with sickness, and I will try to show her exactly what her position is for me: a boobs bearing girl and nothing more, good only for meaningless sex. No smartness inside, no feelings, no attitude.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">But I can bet you’re already curious what was in that article that made me write this one, no? Let’s see.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">1. Only 30% of women reach orgasm on every sexual act</h1><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">What conclusion can be drawn from here? That 70% of women don’t even know how to or don’t even struggle to get there. No? They have sex just to be done and while they’re doing it they’re thinking if they look fat, if their hair is ok, if they shout too loud or if they don’t shout at all, what they have to do tomorrow, what’s in the fridge and all other shits that can pass trough a woman’s brain. Nothing about what is really happening there, because if they had done this they probably knew that the only purpose of having sex is to get to an orgasm, not to think of the shopping list for the next day. Next…</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">2. 50% of women have simulated orgasm at least once in life</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJtlWC2l1E3HQDmv5g_9CLYs3VBWVimKPSdO8bisMj1hzekY3pZf8AyqPAcu2sUS2wpRlb_0lS7J4tzVjUHFQnUsZ9ib7CWhEuZ_U8yMuwVxJapkhMDBRitUaE590AAoTs0SXRbZSdOB0/s1600/fake-orgasms-demotivational-poster-1234911437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJtlWC2l1E3HQDmv5g_9CLYs3VBWVimKPSdO8bisMj1hzekY3pZf8AyqPAcu2sUS2wpRlb_0lS7J4tzVjUHFQnUsZ9ib7CWhEuZ_U8yMuwVxJapkhMDBRitUaE590AAoTs0SXRbZSdOB0/s320/fake-orgasms-demotivational-poster-1234911437.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t want to ruin your self image but I can tell you for sure that at least half of your sex partners have lied you. Don’t worry yet, it isn’t your fault. You had your orgasm, you’ve done your part. They are just too stupid to understand why they are there. Women want to be equal with men but half of them are reducing themselves to a man’s pleasure achievement tool. Statistics don’t lie.</div><div> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">3. 3% of women sneeze at the thought of sexual fantasies</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is too funny to be true. And when you think that… the other 97% apparently get all wet when they think about it it’s even better. The 3% don’t know what they’re missing, eh? Too bad that when they are truly able to accomplish their fantasies, they’re missing that part. This is the cruel truth: some of them get to the pleasure while some will just settle for a sneeze.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">4. Older women appreciate sex more than younger ones</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Well at how rare it is at that age, no wonder. And dad’s soldiers have a limited term of use, no? But this is the main reason why we love MILFs. If she’s hot and pretty desperate, she’s gonna do it with whoever has the guts to ask her properly. And she’ll teach him a lesson too. Or more. We all have our half-fuck-mate out there, somewhere.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">5. 80% of women are sure that all men cheat</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you realize that, in the entire world, there are still 20% naive women?! No problem for us, the best enemy is the one that you don’t know of.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">6. Fat women have less sex</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">And because their sexual energy isn’t released, they eat even more. And they get even fatter, so the chances of having sex are less day by day. Dammit, it’s a vicious circle. We will soon be eaten by enormous women. Save the mankind and go fast and have sex with the first fat woman you will see. Together we can make it!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">7. 80% of women gain weight after their wedding</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">So… take a better look at her now because you won’t see it like this again after. Or just, don’t get married. This also shows why there are 40% mistresses in the world.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">8. Very few women want to implement their sexual fantasies</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, who would want sex with a Latin guy on a Spanish beach, while troubadours are singing in the background? I mean, a little privacy, please… And if they will really manage to do this, they probably won’t enjoy the moment since they aren’t capable of it. They’ll just think that the troubadours would look better in pink suits and that Latin guy could be a celebrity or maybe it should have been an Italian beach and so on. Who cares? Most women are too shy to share their fantasies, and they’re even more scared of implementing those fantasies in life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><h1 style="text-align: center;">9. Women are able to have sex out of pity or revenge</h1><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">“I don’t have nickels to give you but take some sex.” Yes, especially the revenge sex gotta be a good one. “You mother f#$@%g pig! Take this to see if you’ll be able to comment again!!” Revenge sex is great.</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-54137643065961741742011-03-29T05:22:00.000-07:002011-03-29T05:22:58.769-07:00Toughest Night , But i was not ALONE !<div style="text-align: center;">I was having some really tough problems last night .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Never felt more rejected and disrespected before in my whole life .</div><div style="text-align: center;">The problems i was going though in my mind , was unremarkable ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">i was so depressed , hurt and tempted to do stupid things to myself .</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i had you . guess who ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is a true friend , she was there supporting me , helping me when i was in pain , </div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes yes i wont lie , i was crying . Why you ask? </div><div style="text-align: center;">well that's another story that i do not want to share .</div><div style="text-align: center;">you know whats amazing about her ? she called me , calm me down . </div><div style="text-align: center;">then all of a sudden ? cried with me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I dont know why , but i felt the connection there , It was hard for me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">i think yesterday was the hardest day of my life .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not only was i BROKE! i had no money on me , Not even enough money to go back to University </div><div style="text-align: center;">but on top of that , i was lonely , feel lifeless , alone and depressed .</div><div style="text-align: center;">when Ayumi called me , she made my day , she cheer me up , even </div><div style="text-align: center;">called her friend to help pick me up ! she was so worried about me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">so i decided she should have a place in my blog , you deserve this love .</div><div style="text-align: center;">All the best to you ! your father ! :B</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly old school :</div><div style="text-align: center;">StupidRomeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-72599107519914351912011-03-28T23:35:00.000-07:002011-03-28T23:35:45.928-07:00Ending or a new chapter ?<div style="text-align: center;">I dont want to talk much about what happen yesterday , </div><div style="text-align: center;">it was the worst thing that happen .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think . </div><div style="text-align: center;">that's basically it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly yours .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-1024841582182710012011-03-27T05:59:00.000-07:002011-03-27T05:59:32.979-07:00What i deserve ?<div style="text-align: center;">What i deserve is nothing more then a loving family , which i already have . Dad's great, mum's just awsem . Brother is wicked cool and sister is nice .Though they are things in life that we all crave for in the future one hence when the day is destined to come . So i figured why not say it ? Right ? Dont really care what you think ? cause for all i care , this is my blog . And i can write what ever i wish .</div><div style="text-align: center;">:')</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">1. I think i deserve someone who love's me . i might have made alot of silly mistake's before , but i know ive changed myself , I want someone who love's me , and is willing to spend the rest of their life with me as my wife .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not as a typical girlfriend or Scandal . Those are all in the past .</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJ7653Oobg6n7u_fmNjncLrEksMmZvE3jK90dHMwuG0mnXjyAhB1wSojftQWBTpY0ZunTeyc2y13bpzHIVpbe49raeV7ppVA6DR_tzMLb1gU5HVLCzDXjZfE06ztEbN4u2aP3deDdp2Y/s1600/travelfeaturecrop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJ7653Oobg6n7u_fmNjncLrEksMmZvE3jK90dHMwuG0mnXjyAhB1wSojftQWBTpY0ZunTeyc2y13bpzHIVpbe49raeV7ppVA6DR_tzMLb1gU5HVLCzDXjZfE06ztEbN4u2aP3deDdp2Y/s320/travelfeaturecrop.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">2. Someone who loves traveling as much as i do , Someone who wants to see the world with me , holding my hand along the way . How amazing would that be ? To be traveling with the one person you love ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. Someone who love's cooking and enjoy food like i do , I eat ALOT . Be warned im a monster of food . no food is not good for me :P</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">4 . Someone who is not embarrassed to hold my hand / kiss me in public . I love those type of women . They are not embarrassed to tell the world they are with me . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">5 . Someone who love's children , see i love kids . Always have and i want to have babies of my own someday , doesn't matter if they are adopted or from one's womb . As long as they are cute . Im all good .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">6 . someone that does not have a perfect past life , i dont want someone with a perfect past life because its just going to make the relationship boring and dull . Besides i was a bad person myself . So it would be fair to find someone as the same level as i am ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">7 . Someone who love's cat's ! be warned ! I lovee cat's . i would push my future wife aside and let my cat cuddle up in the bed beside me , Cats are just amazingly cute . Im going to get myself one .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">8 . Last but not least , someone who would take a leap of faith , for me , as i am willing to die for them . if you qualify as the above to give me a buzz . haha . Joke Joke ! :B</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly himself .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Aku terima semua ini dengan lapang dada,<br />
Dan aku cukup puas ,karena telah mengutarakan isi hatiku..<br />
Tetapi, ingat lah satu hal..<br />
Ketika suatu hari nanti ,dimana kamuh sudah tidak ada tempat untuk melindungi hati muh lagi,datang lah pada ku kapan aja kamuh mau..<br />
hati ku selalu terbuka untuk kamuh dan akan selalu terbuka buat muh wahai wanita ku<br />
karena aku yakin , suatu saat nanti kau pasti mengerti mana yang lebih baik dan mana yg lebih buruk, mungkin bukan sekarang ,tetapi aku yakin hari itu akan datang ,dan aku tidak akan lelah buat membukakan pintu hati kuh untuk muh </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly Ended .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-51815397467633781632011-03-26T22:01:00.000-07:002011-03-26T22:01:32.066-07:00Everything is Not right towards You .<div style="text-align: center;">Everything i seem to do .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everything i seem to say .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is never right .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even when i have to faithfully drop myself .</div><div style="text-align: center;">on my knee's .</div><div style="text-align: center;">to take the blame .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still i am not right .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was right .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your not who were a long time ago .</div><div style="text-align: center;">The person i know .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Exist not .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only in dreams .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What happen to you .</div><div style="text-align: center;">What happen to Destiny ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly Your's .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-40235916308415582452011-03-26T11:15:00.000-07:002011-03-26T11:15:59.821-07:00Help me , Help you .<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Guys , Girls , Friends and Family .</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">today im going to be humble and talk about something that has been playing my mind .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes yes , though i promiced i wont talk about her . Some part of me needs to say this out .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some part of me knows that i have to try and fix this .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some part of me still thinks the old "ara" is lost in the darkest path .</div><div style="text-align: center;">What im going to talk about is .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Past .</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Guy's I relised something . </div><div style="text-align: center;">I made the biggest mistake i ever made .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although truth be told .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although blame was what i had to over come and take .</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i took away the happiness in someone's eye's .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today i gain the biggest advice i could <b>EVER</b> get from anyone .</div><div style="text-align: center;">no it wasn't from my dad , no it wasnt from my mum . </div><div style="text-align: center;">but a total stranger i just meet today .</div><div style="text-align: center;">What we talk about really touched and moved me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">He made me relise that what i did was wrong .</div><div style="text-align: center;">How you ask did he manage to do that ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our conversation started , while he said something that made me feel like a dick all of a sudden .</div><div style="text-align: center;">What he said was .</div><div style="text-align: center;">"you love her rite? Then if you love her . Its unfair for you to tell about her past . She's really young " </div><div style="text-align: center;">(though i didnt tell him what it was)</div><div style="text-align: center;">He said ..</div><div style="text-align: center;">"bayangkan satu hari , kamu dijodohkan dengan dia ? dan bayang kan kawan2 kamu kata sama kamu</div><div style="text-align: center;">Eh itu wanita yang lakukan " <b>Dot Dot Dot</b> "</div><div style="text-align: center;">dan kamu ingin kawin sama dia ? "</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im not sure if what i said even makes any sense, but what he was trying to say was . If my gods will.</div><div style="text-align: center;">i was married with her , i would take the hit .</div><div style="text-align: center;">cause people would say , the women im inlove / married with is doing " <b>bla bla bla</b> "</div><div style="text-align: center;">so i relised , that im also affecting myself by doing this .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So what i decided to do is . </div><div style="text-align: center;">Let myself take the blame .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause god knows how much a 16 year old girl is struggling in her life rite now .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My friend also said this to me , which shook the shivers out my spine's </div><div style="text-align: center;">"<b>Tidak semua masalah harus di selesaikan dengan jujur ,terkadang keadaan memaksa untuk berbohong<br />
Kamuh melakukan itu pasti ada alasan nya ..</b>"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And he was right . So i decided im going to do this , i may not get the girl i love , and she may not even relise im doing this . But im proud to be saying this .</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b> </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b> <span style="font-size: large;">Guy's Im a liar . </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>She's a good girl .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Please don't trust me .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>She deserves all the love and care from all of you .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>She is so young , so fragile .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I probably hallucinate everything just to get over my fear of life . </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>What she does not have ,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>is a loving family , a loving father .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I have all those , and i denied the fact about that .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>What she does , is up to her . </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I quote </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>"</b><b>tekanan ekonomi seperti menanggung ekonomi orang tua, bayar uang sekolah adik"</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I feel so bad for what i have done , </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>although i know my life and trust in everyone will probly go down the drain with this </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>that have wrote , </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>ill still be happy . </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>because to my eye's i did what was right .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I saved a girl who is struggling to take a breather .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Now guy's , Girl's whatever i said before . </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I hope you all will forget , </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>who ever i have insulted in life , </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>i am sorry , </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>who ever i have hurt in life .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>i am sorry .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>mainly to you .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>I hope this will help you regain your honor .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>To everyone who i have shared this blog , by mail or even though reading this .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Share it, </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Share it to the world, </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>copy it to your blog , copy it to your note's .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Let the world know that this particular person </b><b>DESERVES </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>to live her life .</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Whom am i talking about ?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ara / Summer Dcruz / Siti Faiza</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">" <i><b>life is made out of choice's , And this is my choice</b></i> "</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-54925611101305724752011-03-26T10:45:00.000-07:002011-03-26T10:45:11.168-07:00Past to Future .<div style="text-align: center;">Hai Sayank .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ketika suatu saat aku </div><div style="text-align: center;">mendapat kan pekerjaan </div><div style="text-align: center;">yang baik ,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Maukah kamuh berubah</div><div style="text-align: center;">segala tingkah laku kamuh</div><div style="text-align: center;">menjadi lebih baik dari </div><div style="text-align: center;">sekarang ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kamuh tidak perlu </div><div style="text-align: center;">penjelasan ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">apa itu menjadi lebih baik</div><div style="text-align: center;">karena kamuh tau apa yang </div><div style="text-align: center;">aku ingin kan dari dulu lagi .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ingat lah satu hal .</div><div style="text-align: center;">apa pun yang aku lakukan </div><div style="text-align: center;">itu semua buat kebaikkan </div><div style="text-align: center;">kamuh walaupun keburukan bagi </div><div style="text-align: center;">kita .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Kerana aku sayank kamuh .</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Juliet / Syed Abdullah </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-59037112213900641242011-03-26T10:37:00.000-07:002011-03-26T10:37:46.685-07:00This song Means Everything to me .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3v16U70FOvqZq7MwJORU-eAnEQZgqpw7CDP-VWcqngPh0Brj1dsVUVkjyJIPKNj2xwdXreU-fV3IcCl-yBRxPEf41GgaUPBEhXI1Jy5Iz4HfjwXqRnp95Me3eCVLukooDOcgYFbkQbB0/s1600/cd-AvengedSevenfold-Nightmare2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3v16U70FOvqZq7MwJORU-eAnEQZgqpw7CDP-VWcqngPh0Brj1dsVUVkjyJIPKNj2xwdXreU-fV3IcCl-yBRxPEf41GgaUPBEhXI1Jy5Iz4HfjwXqRnp95Me3eCVLukooDOcgYFbkQbB0/s320/cd-AvengedSevenfold-Nightmare2010.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><h3 style="text-align: center;"> </h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"> </h3><h3 style="text-align: center;">Avenged Sevenfold<br />
So Far Away lyrics</h3><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Never feared for anything.<br />
Never shamed but never free.<br />
A light that healed a broken heart with all that it could<br />
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Lived a life so endlessly.<br />
Saw beyond what others see.<br />
I tried to heal your broken heart with all that I could<br />
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Will you stay?<br />
Will you stay away forever?<br />
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How do I live without the ones I love?<br />
Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned.<br />
Place and time always on my mind.<br />
I have so much to say but you're so far away.<br />
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Plans of what our futures hold<br />
Foolish lies of growin' old<br />
It seems we're so invincible, the truth is so cold.<br />
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A final song, a last request<br />
A perfect chapter laid to rest<br />
Now and then I try to find a place in my mind<br />
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Where you can say, <br />
You can stay awake forever.<br />
<span class="b-lyrics-from-signature">[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/avenged_sevenfold/so_far_away.html ]</span><br />
How do I live without the ones I love?<br />
Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned.<br />
Place and time always on my mind.<br />
I have so much to say but you're so far away.<br />
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Sleep tight, I'm not afraid.<br />
The ones that we love are here with me.<br />
Lay away a place for me<br />
'Cause as soon as I'm done, I'll be on my way<br />
To live on eternally.<br />
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How do I live without the ones I love?<br />
Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned<br />
Place and time always on my mind<br />
And the light you left remains but it's so hard to stay<br />
When I had so much to say and you're so far away.<br />
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I love you<br />
You were ready<br />
The pain is strong and urges rise<br />
But I'll see you<br />
When it lets me<br />
Your pain is gone, your hands untied.<br />
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So far away.<br />
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I need you to know<br />
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So far away<br />
And I need you to, <br />
Need you to know...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>if your reading this . Then you would understand everything .</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-16856809303413847232011-03-26T10:32:00.000-07:002011-03-26T10:32:50.160-07:00Today's Activities ?<div style="text-align: center;">Today i when out with a friend of my father's from Indonesia he's name is Syed Fannda . Cool guy he is , we when to city Square to watch </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">" The Eagle "</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pretty kick ass movie i must say ,though if you dont understand the story line then it would be pretty boring , at first the story was abit confusing , but after a while watching it , im sure you would understand it the way i do. Its about friendship, slavery and Honor . Bla bla bla i give it a 6.5/10 . You should watch it id say .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">After the movie we when to Danga Bay , Boring ! when to take photo's but we were bored by the fact that Danga Bay was filled with couple's and we were both guys so it was pretty awkward , owh well who care's right ? Well thats pretty much my day today .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's </div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-42024693727892992052011-03-26T03:29:00.000-07:002011-03-26T03:29:23.659-07:00No Place like Home .<div style="text-align: center;"> Since ive been at home the whole day , i taught why don't i take some photo's of my house and share it in my blog , There's no place like home and i love it . Comfy , cold and elegant . My parents did a good job with it , though i must say i don't really like all the carpets cause with allot of carpets , would end up with allot of vacuuming , either way enjoy the photo's and do come to my house if your anywhere in JB ! Cheer's !</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">If your wondering , master bed room for my parents are private , and sister room is private aswel . That's pretty much it . Home sweet home ! Jemput Jemput ! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's </div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-89927964885266831832011-03-26T02:30:00.000-07:002011-03-26T02:30:30.710-07:00Fate and Reason's<div style="text-align: center;">Its difficult to see someone you love </div><div style="text-align: center;">not care </div><div style="text-align: center;">about</div><div style="text-align: center;">you .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Truly your's</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Juliet / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-8863489040801400872011-03-26T01:11:00.000-07:002011-03-26T01:11:42.431-07:00This is what i had for lunch today .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZKzrRRbQkaR9i3W5X-mfNwwXpvS3Jzx5-sXY2wIqwv5JtHE2WGWy4FJqMXDWCtQNWV0JnEtHObaJq1ahOdQWt0aRIJxEr78cDOOABAxgqnX-DnGuj0w5S0lnJYqfYh-MVQWZRlXX4WE/s1600/image_ultimate_whopper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZKzrRRbQkaR9i3W5X-mfNwwXpvS3Jzx5-sXY2wIqwv5JtHE2WGWy4FJqMXDWCtQNWV0JnEtHObaJq1ahOdQWt0aRIJxEr78cDOOABAxgqnX-DnGuj0w5S0lnJYqfYh-MVQWZRlXX4WE/s320/image_ultimate_whopper.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">One Double Whopper ! (yummmmy )</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im totally full as of right now , im pretty sure ill be full till late night lol . What ive been doing here ? Ive been downloading The Lord Of the Ring online which is a huge download file ! Total size is 10 , 458 MB . God damn thats going to take forever , On top of that i got ..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yours truly </div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-16758958426310296032011-03-25T10:53:00.000-07:002011-03-25T10:53:13.330-07:00I think im ready to move on ..<div style="text-align: center;">I think im ready .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ive changed to be a better person .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im not the same guy i was 3years ago . </div><div style="text-align: center;">I deserve someone who is going to love me back .</div><div style="text-align: center;">marry me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Start a family with me .</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I loved you .</div><div style="text-align: center;">But you wasted it .</div><div style="text-align: center;">You wasted me .</div><div style="text-align: center;">You wasted my effort .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanted you to be apart of my life .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I called you , </div><div style="text-align: center;">You said im annoying .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I tried to calm you down .</div><div style="text-align: center;">But you threw me away .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now your happy .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think i deserve to be happy aswel .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you know that you were my everything .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you know .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Id die for you .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ive changed .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im not the same guy i was 3years ago .</div><div style="text-align: center;">All you saw in me was negativity .</div><div style="text-align: center;">All i see in you .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gone .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not the girl i know 2years ago .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Loving , caring , sweet and a familiar of myself .</div><div style="text-align: center;">The women i know .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gone .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you Stupid Juliet .</div><div style="text-align: center;">For that i let you go .</div><div style="text-align: center;">as you said to me before .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I should move on .</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i will .</div><div style="text-align: center;">I called you today .</div><div style="text-align: center;">to help you .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Forever more </div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-60012666845499468922011-03-25T07:49:00.000-07:002011-03-25T07:49:18.724-07:00A day with my father .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4lnCr1CFTLbvjQScauxV3YSjyboJpQSk-p_bp1taMHj5Iyf4rzxtN4_pneV_u8oT66r7R88eColvx-HewHQ_KAU5Zd-De1BB8GTERX8gZr7-X04rYZLM4oEtzV8wX8DrNJsjoFoX5rY/s1600/164549_143301619056352_100001295458282_219685_6769306_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4lnCr1CFTLbvjQScauxV3YSjyboJpQSk-p_bp1taMHj5Iyf4rzxtN4_pneV_u8oT66r7R88eColvx-HewHQ_KAU5Zd-De1BB8GTERX8gZr7-X04rYZLM4oEtzV8wX8DrNJsjoFoX5rY/s320/164549_143301619056352_100001295458282_219685_6769306_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Today i had a wicked day with my man , abuyah . Im telling you it was weird in a way , He came back home from work , he looked tired as always , i pitty him , my father works so hard for this family . Its hard to not love him any lesser . He's definitely my hero <b>NO DOUBT </b>so so so im so excited to share with you what we did today , I was being lifeless as always in my room , bored to death and pretty much clueless about how i was going to spend my day today ,at first i taught of calling Afif to take a bus and come down to JB to crash at my house for a week, but that was a total failure , since i tried to call him a few times and he didn't answer . Im sure he's doing ok though . Soo , being bored at home i suddenly relised i had a message ! It was ara , she said she was bored ! yippie ! i was happy then , cause for once she needed to to excite her life , though it ended in 3 message's , dull . But no , im not here to talk about her . so a few hours later my dad came home . Said "My son ! want to go out ?" i saw him whisper something with my mum , then my mum just when in . And i said yea sure, nothing else to do anyways . Wore my skinny jeans cause i miss wearing those and since ara wasn't here , there was pretty much no point of me not wearing skinny jeans again . When i came down my mum was like , "Abdullah you really going to wear that ?" haha i laughed . then my dad walked by and he saw me and said "Ani biar lah dia , its teenager's trend these day's , my college is 32 and still wear skinny pants at work" my mum just [sigh] and walked away ! haha . Thats my daddy ! So we when in the alza car and headed out , first we when to his shop , Oh just to let you reader's know my dad has his own shop , im not sure why he even had his own shop at the first place , all i know is he rented it off to some random people , business i guess . We were there for a while so i took advantage by asking money for top up , another rm30 and some food, after he was done , We drove to Jusco Terbrau which was close by and he said i quote " My friend baught for us tickets to watch Sucker Punch , i giggle a while and said "abuyah i already watch that with my girlfriend la!" and he was like " Eit who's your girlfriend now? you boys keep on changing girlfriends its hard for me to keep track of you!" and i said "ara la" and he was like " i taught you guys broke up?" and i said "well we have, but...[silence]" and he just grin. Once we were at Jusco our relative Mama Eka , and his husband with someone , <b>GULPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP </b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>AMALLLLL ! :P</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> hoho , her name is Sharifah Amal , we used to be friend a long time ago , she lives in Singapore , i think we first meet was on Raya Eve, we kinda lost contact since friendster was dead a long time ago , so back to my story , Then amal handed us the tickets, and Mama Eka was looking and me and was like , staring at me as if she wanted me to be a man in front of my relative here , lol it wasnt like i was scared or anything ,but me and amal go way back and we had alot of catching up to do , besides i used to have a crush on her , haha and for some reason i think my dad knows . I think my dad and Mama Eka purposely brought me here to see Amal . so back to my story , after she passed me the ticket i relised that she handed my dad nothing ! and i ask Daddy, "eit ? you all not going to watch movie ?" and he just grin ! What the fuck i said clearly , amal obviously heard it ! lol . And he said Mama eka wanted to go buy some stuff at tesco and i left alone with her , <b>GULPPP !</b> Something i did not plan at all, so we when in to watch the movie with me , I gasped abit since everyone was looking at me like i was some kind of monster walking around , then i just relised SHIT , im wearing skinny jeans ! lol <b>FAIL </b>, then i relised people were actually looking at her more , yea she was wearing this selendang like dress , i have no idea what's it called . which high hell's and all . I was actually impressed at the way she dressed up , though i do prefer if she wore a dress , show more skin and wasnt so skinny , LOL its weird really , im not really interested in skinny girls? probly explains why i like ara so much , ok back to my story . So we were handing the ticket to watch the movie when she took the ticket from my left arm and then she tried to grab my hands , AWKWARD ALEARTTT ! i pulled my hand back though , cause i just felt wrong [please dont ask me why] so so , we when in the cinema theennn i relised she got us couple seats, GREAT +_+" . Not what i had in mind , then i told her , ahh i already watch this movie with my gf , and she was like "you have a gf?" and i was like " wait wait xgf " i didnt want to lie right ? lol so she smiled and we when in , the couple seats here are pretty neat you know , its like they purposely put the couple seat so close and cramp up together so the dates that was going to use the seat could cuddle , worst still there was only one place to put the drinks ! lol wierd couple seat . So we watch the movie , nothing fishy happen there thank god , After the movie we started walking and talking, shared alot of information and keep updated of our past and stories . Shes pretty amazing , shes a nurse in Singapore General Hospital and at the same time is trying to be a doctor, pretty cool i must say . Knowing a doctor haha . Good days dont last forever , so my we catch up with my dad and he said mama aka my mum cooked dinner for us at home , so we had to head back . So as always i "salam" Mama Eka and was about to shake amal's hand like normal friends do when the most <b>AKWARDDDD </b>thing happen !</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>She took my hand and kissed it !!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like i was so damn old , i tried to pull my hand back but it was too late , i felt so embarrass that moment my face turn red and i started to sweat abit . My dad just laughed at me . and we when back . In the car my dad asked, so how was your <b>"date"</b> ? i said " ABUYAH ! IT WASN'T A DATE LAH HESH! IM STILL WITH ARA INGAT?" he pretty much ignored what i said and laugh , i guess in a way he knew i was hurting . </div><div style="text-align: center;">God oh god, why did you bring up my old friend now , Im inlove with someone now , deeply inlove , at the same time im not sure if this person i love even has feelings towards me anymore , i cant even see any signs of her feelings or love towards me , shes changed soo soo much ! Shes not the Ara i love a long time ago . She always talks about how much other guys like her / love her and it annoys me , she knows it does . Im not sure if she can even be the ara i know again . All i know is i love her , and i hope she relises it . Atleast i have someone to acompany messaging me now , calling me , im even considering paying for Skype so i can call her through Skype . </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ara if your reading this .</div><div style="text-align: center;">tell me you love me so i know i have you .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">yours truly </div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div><br />
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</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-56946563094756672292011-03-24T09:17:00.000-07:002011-03-24T09:17:45.228-07:00Forgiveness .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0sg1en3hhDx1oCfy9jS00ndVofYHqo2q1-MgwEpGYj1R3ELyITqbpaNRG5vIodnAZSMu-px62lg18i5S639VNHVi8qWQQyBqv-Qvw0wbFQFGseWq8xp-ShBJLCV_2_jlJrfgN3MfLio/s1600/96730897_07806c893e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0sg1en3hhDx1oCfy9jS00ndVofYHqo2q1-MgwEpGYj1R3ELyITqbpaNRG5vIodnAZSMu-px62lg18i5S639VNHVi8qWQQyBqv-Qvw0wbFQFGseWq8xp-ShBJLCV_2_jlJrfgN3MfLio/s1600/96730897_07806c893e.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Sorry for making you mad<br />
Sorry for everything I said<br />
Sorry for lying to you <br />
Sorry, I’m so sorry<br />
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Sorry if I disappointed you<br />
Sorry if I hurt you<br />
Sorry for everything<br />
Sorry, I’m so sorry<br />
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Sorry that I liked you<br />
Sorry that you did<br />
Sorry for turning in to a which<br />
Sorry, I’m so sorry<br />
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Sorry that I loved you<br />
Sorry that you didn’t<br />
Sorry that we had to fight<br />
Sorry, I’m so sorry<br />
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Sorry for still loving you<br />
Sorry you don’t love me<br />
Sorry for ever loving you<br />
Sorry, I’m so sorry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"> <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;">This part of the blog of mine , is to all those people i hurt . Especially you . yes you , no not you , i mean you , not you hiding behind that wall , no not you walking towards me , no stop looking at me , its not you , behind you ! Yes you . Well we all know who im mainly trying to say sorry too . Its you Siti Faiza a.k.a Summer a.k.a Ara ? Many names you have i must admit . Im not sure which sounds better but i prefer using ara . Its simple short and easy to say out . Might you be wondering who she is ? You seriously dont know her ? Then its obvious you have not been reading my blog at all . </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;">Alright back to what i was trying to talk about here , shush you , im trying to talk ! This particular girl , im telling you has the heart of a stone cold blacksmith just looking for trouble , in a way its actually adorable . Why ? Because she is able to take shit thrown at her like our prophet and for some reason be able to still put a smile on her face . No no she's not perfect to most , She gets angry fast , likes to bite people , pinch people till your whole arm would get blue and dull . This particular girl has been through so much , so i think she deserves the biggest apology . Now why am i saying sorry at the first place ? Did i do something wrong ? "Yes" did i offend her ? "Yes" . Once my dad and friend psst "<u><b>mimie</b></u>" said to me that it doesn't matter if that person forgive's you , as long you do your part . Then your forgiven . Im not the most religious person if thats what you think . Im merely a normal person who is annoying . We all know hence when we look at our self , we relise how imperfect we are, and we try to adapt and better to others . This particular girl ive known her since she was 14 . She has put an effort into protecting her life , past and family, but i was immature to ruin everything , this i have to admit , Yesterday when i talked to her , she said something that made me want to write this specific article . She said </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;">Right that instant , i knew she was right . She she did some silly mistake's and yes i did some silly mistakes myself before , But Ive caused so much pain for her that day by day i see her smile blooming away . Yes she has her new bf "psst, i still think im better" but i know she's still sad and alone . I wish i could be there to help her , but im not sure if im even going to be able to get that chance again . The main reason of writing this particular article is not to tell what she did , or what i did . but its to say that Im sorry, Im sorry that i was immature enough to be telling about your past, though it is your past , and i think you have change "think" , you did not deserve to be hurt like that . I wish there was something i could do to take back what i said, but during that moment , i was a different person , i was angry , jealous and hated the fact that she was not with me , flirting with others etc. I know i wont be able to take away the pain , but ill try my best to cure you and the others around you . Guys , Girls and everyone who actually takes the time to read my blog , this is what i have to say ..</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"><b> </b><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Guess who ? </div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-79937895257191066902011-03-23T13:34:00.000-07:002011-03-23T13:34:06.431-07:00Tough 24 March 2011 / 3.55 AM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYCVeFEjdUpil1Z5z_2PIzhQufiilKH4XaxJ99NY9d7ZUFasAP4dcxonnv79TftdvYtU6VHZcjLYINDRbfDcv1UaxshE0OvICtsCOk9lh8__C2QY6dFeHb9xlOciHnIovA8SaKVEVEN4/s1600/IMG_3441+%2528Large%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYCVeFEjdUpil1Z5z_2PIzhQufiilKH4XaxJ99NY9d7ZUFasAP4dcxonnv79TftdvYtU6VHZcjLYINDRbfDcv1UaxshE0OvICtsCOk9lh8__C2QY6dFeHb9xlOciHnIovA8SaKVEVEN4/s320/IMG_3441+%2528Large%2529.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXZi2V4jNlw0QkSI2OsDQLghaSaEt1f8MaeiUNfM3P1MomuP_UofRlHJK7bEBMVpDKpGc3zYhzButPd9402FFGklY-Hos9Gpijo99fbH9RsOM0-rzim8IKfZRiYcVdK77ei_4i0KneMnk/s1600/IMG_3427+%2528Large%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXZi2V4jNlw0QkSI2OsDQLghaSaEt1f8MaeiUNfM3P1MomuP_UofRlHJK7bEBMVpDKpGc3zYhzButPd9402FFGklY-Hos9Gpijo99fbH9RsOM0-rzim8IKfZRiYcVdK77ei_4i0KneMnk/s320/IMG_3427+%2528Large%2529.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">A day that i will never forget , Today i when out to meet Stupid Juliet .</div><div style="text-align: center;">When i called her , and she said she was stressed and wanted to go watch a movie with me , i Rushed my self up ! And immediately said yes ! Although i knew in a way i was pretty much in deep crap . Cause i have no car at the moment and my money was all on the trip i was planing to go back to Johor this week , but it was worth it i said to myself , as i quickly grabbed every penny i had in my bank , rented this Drop Dead Proton Iswara which sounded like it was going to puke every time i pressed the break . Then quickly taking my bath , gave my self a quick work out , so she could probably see that im getting buffer . aha . Wore here favorite shirt that she used to love when i wore while going out with her , Leather jacket and my supra shoe's " sadly she doesn't like supra shoe's . She say's most Mat Rempit uses them ? where does she get this information ? haha . So back to my story . Once i was ready, i rushed out gave her a message saying i was on my way . Once there , i called her waiting for her in front of her house anxiously . when i saw her coming down , wow was i amazed ! she was wearing this beautiful white tee, black skirt with the belt around her waist , She knew that , what she wore was my favorite attire on a women ! I couldn't take my eyes of her , a minute there i felt like a pervert , her face was so red like she had been playing in the sun the whole day , Its was cute actually , made her face look like she was blushing every moment of the day . So , we were in the car heading out to watch a movie when , she said she had to go to her friends house , didn't i know though it was her boyfriends house . Bummer i said , as i peeked at what she was doing , and she would message me i quote "Told you stop watching me" she didn't even let me look at her , it was really dark so either way i couldn't see a thing really , Jealous ? yes i was . Who wouldn't be ? But i kept in mind that i had to be strong , and knew there would be a bunch of challenges awaiting me this particular day . And there was . So after she stop by at her boyfriends house doing god knows what , she when in the car with a dull face . And i asked "is everything " ok,?" She replied "yes" and i replied by saying "No its not ok , do you want to talk about it?" and "No" she said , i didn't want to push her so i just kept quite . Hence after a few minutes later we reached One Utama Plaza , we were going to watch a movie tonight . I relised that everyone was staring at us , like The whole time , people could not take their eyes of us , it was weird really , me because i was just really tall , and her probably because she has tattoo's or the fact that she was just bag-in hot ! I was blushing and happy at the same time , We bought some food and when into the cinema , She was on her phone like the whole time though , so she didnt really seem to enjoy the movie that much , she was texing and texing and texing the whole time , I didnt want to stop her , cause i figured she would not like it so i just act as if i was ignoring the whole scene but actually i was trying to peak what she was texing at the same time , Ugh to dark couldn't see anything ! i braught my face closer to her and relised something , </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The smell ! she had the same smell since we meet the first time ! her breath smell axctly the same ! i gave reason saying if she was wearing perfume but truthfully i was just wondering if i smell right . It was her mouth , and it smelled perfect . I tried holding her hands and giving her my sweater but she rejected it . Sadly . so after the movie , if my sense are right after knowing her for so so long , i smell the hint that she was in period . As she also wanted to go to the toilet right after . "bummer" i said to myself . After the movie, we when into my shitty car and i was getting ready to send her home . Then this moment, turn out so wrong i almost cried when i was sitting in the car alone after this whole scene ended . In the car , she started getting angry , Saying i took her future, destroyed it . I felt so wrong , i knew what i did was wrong . But taking the blame was also hard for me, till she said "your 22 even if you made mistakes people will forget everything since your going to be someone soon , im 16 if i make mistake people will remember it and haunt me with it " right that moment i felt so bad , i felt like i took away apart of her , and left her hanging there . I tried to say sorry , and i tried to explain but she wouldn't let me . Again i just kept quite and allow her to talk and release her anger over me . close to her house we were getting too, Then she said i quote " Ill always hate you , ill never love you , ill always have my revenge on you , one day when i be someone , ill come back and i will have my revenge" that definitely took the edge over a good ending day . Hence she said thank you for spending her for the movie and walked out . Im not sure if its the period talking or if she really ment it . But she did say something to me that make me question myself , she said " If you love someone you should not wait, instead let her go and let her be happy with her life , move on she said " with a sad face , and my heart bursting in tears . i say to myself </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Is this what she really wants of me ?</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">yours truly</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stupid Romeo / Syed Abdullah </div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-64018026779011681172011-03-23T02:26:00.000-07:002011-03-23T02:26:59.110-07:00Razack baught a new sexay bike !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2fNZhIz_g41Y-dWA9eRn8udni4hdf3JsLV6krVuipivsOL915tsKxYvCIUQIKxK4sMHlG-ACdHGnv3FlBQXXSYHHcblK2CE8hpd711mfuEAWAt1XK55IJpf2jje-uLh_SZwFLGkfsfo/s1600/198187_153554111371001_100001492382436_339754_6443823_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2fNZhIz_g41Y-dWA9eRn8udni4hdf3JsLV6krVuipivsOL915tsKxYvCIUQIKxK4sMHlG-ACdHGnv3FlBQXXSYHHcblK2CE8hpd711mfuEAWAt1XK55IJpf2jje-uLh_SZwFLGkfsfo/s320/198187_153554111371001_100001492382436_339754_6443823_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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This is Razacks old bike , for some reason i still prefer the old one , it looks alot better , and the front headlight is just amazingly sexy , But this razack is pretty much obsessed with speed , if im not mistaken he used this bike for say about 6months only till he changed to a new better bike , That once i sat at the back and he ram his bike on a small road , He was going 100km in less then 3-4seconds . I was gripping on his shoulder pissed at him , since then i knew i loved big bikes . The good thing about working with Malaysia Airlines is that they pay for their workers any bikes that they want ! as long as work for an amount of time ! Amazing rite ! I want to get myself a Ducati ! Wish me luck guys , cant wait to start working soon ! Oh the photo's below are razack's new bike ! enjoy.<br />
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Its currently 3.20 PM and im in class sitting beside razack , whats in my mind right now is all about working , Im so excited honestly , to think that im going to start working with my friends Razack , Nabil and myself at KLIA Airport starting this July is just an amazing opportunity . Im finally going to live my ambitions and dreams that ive worked so hard for , since its the SPM era today , may aswel tell you about mine education life . It is not something amazing to talk about really , but ill tell you anyways, so you know how hard my life was to reach my ambition today . My SPM was extremely bad , i failed a few subjects , i dont really remember the actual result of mine , but i remember i got 2 A's which was English and EST , i basically had no way at all to go to any university's ! it was that bad ! In fact it is practically impossible for me to go down the path of aviation the way i wanted too. But i never gave up on what i wanted, never let anyone put me down . So i had to take the long and hard path . I when into college , took my Sijil in electronics at Sik Kedah , god it was the worst 2 years of my life there , i was beaten up twice due to racism . Most people there hated that i was different , that i had piercings etc . But i made out and thats how i ended up in MIAT , although old at age . but i became more matured , more aware of my goal and target . Life is pretty much like that , there's the bumps along the way , and its up to us if we want to go over it or go under it like a coward . Its just abit sad though ,<br />
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i was hopping to share my success and life with someone . Its sad and depressing to see that person happy with someone elese ? I should probably move on . She doesn't want me in her life anymore , i have to get used to that . A few minutes ago , i called her . Asked her if she would be willing to go on a holiday with me , like a honeymoon that i planned up really , I got a great offer to go to Tioman for 3 days and 2 nights , sadly it seems like she doesn't want to go , It would be nice though to go on a holiday with her , just me and her . I asked her , if she still loved me . Silence . that's what i got . IF your asking me why am i so into her , i have NO IDEA ! i guess its just love . It comes naturally . and it hit me straight in the face . I wonder what she is doing now with her bf ? I always remind myself of the things she would do so i can try and forget . Although it is tough .<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> A friend of mine said to me :</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;">If your heart tells you to wait for her, then wait till she come back to you</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;">If you think that she's changed and can't be like before, forget her</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;">She's right and i know that , Question is will she change ? Will she be the ara i know ? That is a question i always ask myself ..</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;"> Truly your's :</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100000122504255_undefined" style="text-align: center;">StupidRomeo/Syed Abdullah</div>Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-39437364851090482342011-03-22T22:18:00.000-07:002011-03-22T22:18:15.286-07:00Change's Of the true nature In life .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcV2E-lZ8mOd0h7EkMOuK-a4HjkEEb9376kcdzJel4ubSVnwWR7JhU7glZEbCQgfEoPtNtqgEQUiV0WmqSQSekIQ8PYBwflGPWBeYb_55Wq8fiHSK8yUK6H1oNaZUYKmXJ7_b04rojhA/s1600/Photo+3673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcV2E-lZ8mOd0h7EkMOuK-a4HjkEEb9376kcdzJel4ubSVnwWR7JhU7glZEbCQgfEoPtNtqgEQUiV0WmqSQSekIQ8PYBwflGPWBeYb_55Wq8fiHSK8yUK6H1oNaZUYKmXJ7_b04rojhA/s320/Photo+3673.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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No matter how hard i try, no matter how much i try to push you away.Nothing seems to ever work.Everything i do, everything i say . Reminds me of you . Reminds me of what we have been through. Reminds me of the memories we’ve been through . Is this fair? Is this how im sepose to end up . Im not sure if this is a curse or a blessing to show me that ive found the right one ? We have been through so much this past year , problems never seem to end for us . But its amazing to see after all that , after all the pain and fights . Nothing seem to change between us. What has she done ? What have i done ? Im not sure if anyone of you have ever been through what we have , we have BEEN through so so much , More then anyone one of you people out there could take . If you’ve been through half the problem we have , Id say you would probly give up or cut your wrist just to avoid the problem. But us ? Me and her ? we just kept it going , fighting , Annoying each other with our presence . But at the end of the day you ask? What happen to us ? Love . it kept us together . Kept us stronger . I can belive what she did to me in the past , I can belive what i did to her in the past . We were both IDIOT’S . but you know what ? Id do anything to relive what i did with her before . Holding hand’s , the way she watches me while i sleep , or annoys me while i sleep asking me to hug her . Thats how irritating and annoying she is at time’s . I remember having a place to stay every week . After class i would quickly pack my stuff and get on the 1st train heading to kepong to just see her face . Haha im telling you during that time , i didn’t even care how i looked like , how i smelled or how i was going to dress to see a girl . Cause all i knew is she was going to hug me the same , love me the same as everyday of lasting days . Its weird you know . Sometimes i taught , could it be that she did some magic / voodoo stuff towards me that cause me to never seem to be able to forget her, But then i realised she was as crazily inlove with me as i was with her now and i DEFINITLY didn’t do any magic sort charms to make her love me . So you know what i think ? i think its fate . She changed me . I changed her . Before she looked like some child that fell from the tree with a bump on her face haha . but now she looks so matured and amazingly beautiful that the only photo im able to keep in my computer / Handphone and even my Ipod is her’s ! wierd i know . But sadly nothing last forever , nothing goes the way we want too . I guess thats the point of life . But by god’s name i miss her . i miss every moment of being with her . I don’t care if all you think im a fool or think i deserve better . She IS better ,we have this thing , this jolt of lightning that just sparks everytime were together .<strong> </strong><br />
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<strong> I got to admit , life has been thrilling and amazingly awsem with my friends that bumbo razack , lol hes to old that he’s back hurts all the time . Nabil that black guy never seems to want to admit that hes a playboy ! haha .”Im joking nabil, we all know your loyal with her” and Soffi , haha this dude scares the shit out of me . He has this looks that says i want to rape you . But all these friends of mine . Well they helped me become a better person , Helped me change to be a better person . I see myself being friends with these people for the next 30 years or 40years to come if im even still alive. And i expect them to be my left man once im getting married ! haha you heard that right . Without them id probly still be lost with the wrong kind of friends .</strong><br />
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<em> I remember once i have 9 piercings all over my body , it was INSANE! But my awsem dad who by the way is my idol and hero in life , he never pushed me to changed, he never forced me to change , ask yourself ? what would your father do if he see’s you with a whole bunch of piercings all over your body , and stretching’s on your ear at the size of a 50sen coin ? Haha i asked a few of my friends and they said either their father would kill them / or kick them out of the house ! But you know what my daddy did , and if your wondering who im talking about , im talking about the one man of my life “ Syed Abdul Rahman “ he looked at me at smiled . He said , I quote “ Ani (who is my mum) this is teenager’s trend i think , I have a few friends who follow this kind of trend , (mum mumbling) then he looked at me while my mum was lecturing me knowing that he would probly get lectured after me “ Abdullah your going to change one day “ tears in his eye’s while asking me this question , i answered “yes Abuyah” and he said “ thats my boy” and just ignored my mum haha . don’t get me wrong i love my mum too ! (its just my dad owns my heart all the way) Id risk my life and soul for him just to see him happy . My dad even shakes hand like friends do , haha its weird how my dad trys to hard to be young sometimes , he would even come in my room at times and ask , “Abdullah do i look ok wearing this?” and id say “Ew no wear this, and this oh and this!” and he would be like “Ugh ok” haha . See thats what makes me love him , thats what makes me want to be like him one day in the future , i have so much more to learn , im still so young , and one day i want to be just like you daddy . Best still my dad knows of this Secret girl ive been with for 1year and a half now , Hes even talked to her ! ive even shared all her photo’s with him , and hes ok with it! I love you dad ! i love you so so much . If i was destined to be someone successful one day , Ill never forget you . In fact im going to fight between Saddiq and Salleh on who’s house both you and mama are going to stay it . See thats how much we love our parents .</em><br />
Back to my main topic lol , This special annoying girl .<br />
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I wonder what she’s doing now ? I msged her, called her but she doesn’t even seem to care anymore , shes changed alot , being better and worst at the same time , All the positive parts about her are lost in the mist of dust , how i wish i could bring her back , i know it was my fault , i know i made the mistake of leaving her when she needed me the most , and i regret it all . If i had just waited , My dad was right . Time tell’s it all . now shes to buzy with some random guy’s that i cant even pronounce their names , to buzy with herself till at some point i wonder if she even still thinks about me anymore . I want you back , I want your love , I want every part of you for myself , I want the whole world to know that your mine , If i live long enough . I know we would probly end up having cute babies together , well here goes , I love her . I still do , and no matter how much we seem to annoy each other at times , Ive always loved her .<br />
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Ps: I imagine seeing myself travelling around the world with you , Doing crazy stuff along the way . how amazing would that be ? Im left with 4 months studying in MIAT till im going to start with my working experience ! How i wish id have her by me supporting me day by day . Remember this quote " No matter what happens , Kita lah couple paling bodoh if we leave each other !" I can never forget this words . God i miss her so much . :'(Syed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2291985981454507437.post-66186276247149401932011-03-22T22:03:00.000-07:002011-03-22T22:03:11.776-07:00Pain of living a single day without You .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4GoQTAMjOUQI7ejYP4h0pwRvheoJrMJLTLNo8TUmxdtn7OlWQjJhkvn7YXiYHG-nD87I-dfICRXpx4Brk9gpTxD60RVBM8k_BmN7q7y2Rxk6Ik3ynCDCy_vKw-naLYbXiM7oaMB-3sc/s1600/Photo+3557.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4GoQTAMjOUQI7ejYP4h0pwRvheoJrMJLTLNo8TUmxdtn7OlWQjJhkvn7YXiYHG-nD87I-dfICRXpx4Brk9gpTxD60RVBM8k_BmN7q7y2Rxk6Ik3ynCDCy_vKw-naLYbXiM7oaMB-3sc/s320/Photo+3557.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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<blockquote>Hurts me inside out to see you lately, hurts me knowing that the person i hope to see with one day in the future is with someone else, hurts to see the person id be more then willing to give everything and share every single aspect of my life being with someone else . What happen to you , your heart so cold shelter under that blooming light . I wish you would just see that i am the man for you . I wish you would just see that after a Year months passed you have made me relies that the one person i need more is you . I know how rapid time goes, and i know how important studies is, respecting your decision as it goes on. But couldn't we do it together , couldn't we love each other while we stand a single ground sharing our love and faith . You changed me , as i have changed you . I would never leave you when you need me most , i relised that what i have done before , what we shared before . Made me complete again . Although i see you with other men, holding hands . I still hold strong , because they might own your lips , your eyes, your body but i know , that the heart has been touched my me , today tomorrow and forever more . I can never forget our sweet memories of being together , how tough it was for me to stand up . and you never gave up on me , you never let go , when i had problems ? who was there to pick me up, who was there to hold my hand ? You, You have truly touched me , Although path takes us into hardship admitting the fact that we have gone through so much hardship . But remember that i am still hear, all so near to you , all so close to your heart . Forever have you owned me , it feels so weird to think that im alone without you , feels so weird to know that you have darken your heart and soul without me in it. I want to be there , i want to help . I want to add that blink of a star to your heart . Making you one again . Making you the summer i know . Smilling not to shelter fear but smilling because you are happy with me, as you were happy holding my hands everyday or how you would just watch me sleep peacefully . How you would grab my hands , and make sure i get the comfort i deserve to sleep while knowing i have you touch, heart and soul beside me , I can never imagine myself living in a world so perfect built with perfection without you by my side . It would be an abomination to know that i would not have you in my life . Im doing this for you , im doing all of this to be the right man for you . Im studying , working pushing my body to the limit because im trying to prove to you that i was born on this earth to be with you , I was born on this beautiful ground we call earth to be bonded life and soul with you . I dont care what we did in the past no more , i dont care What you did or what i did that hurt each of us so much . Because living a day without you can only be cured by death so do part . I wish you could just see that the man i have become , the hardship i have taken is all for you . Brightening up your day as we walk along that beach side knowing that ill always have your heart . I remember once i long time ago, we were side and you were sitting by me crying and i shelter you with my warm hands , holding you tightly making the biggest promise i made , tho never leaving you , would i be the most clueless man to do so. The prematurity of me cause me to turn back my word, but all that taught me the lesson of life . Taught me of you . <strong>Please i would beg on my knee's . Love me , Take me , hold me . I need you . I want you , I love you . I love you . I love you . </strong><br />
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You're on the phone with your boyfriend, he's upset<br />
he's going off about something that you said<br />
he doesnt get your humour like I do<br />
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I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night<br />
I'm listening to the kind of music he doesnt like<br />
And he'll never know your story like I do<br />
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But he wears skinny Jeans, I wear oldies<br />
he's school cool and I'm on the lamers<br />
Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find<br />
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time<br />
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If you could see that I'm the one who understands you<br />
Been here all along so why can't you see?<br />
You belong with me<br />
You belong with me<br />
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Walkin the streets with you in your worn short jeans<br />
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be<br />
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself<br />
Hey isnt this easy?<br />
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And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town<br />
I havent seen it in awhile, since he brought you down<br />
You say you find I know you better than that<br />
Hey, Whatcha doing with a guy like that?<br />
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he wears branded shoe's, I wear cheap shoe's<br />
he's school cool and I'm on the lamers<br />
Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find<br />
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time<br />
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If you could see that I'm the one who understands you<br />
Been here all along so why can't you see? <br />
You belong with me<br />
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Standin by, waiting at your back door<br />
All this time how could you not know that?<br />
You belong with me<br />
You belong with me<br />
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Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night<br />
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry<br />
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams<br />
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.<br />
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Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?<br />
Been here all along so why can't you see?<br />
You belong with me<br />
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Standing by or waiting at your back door<br />
All this time how could you not know that<br />
You belong with me<br />
You belong with me<br />
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Have you ever thought just maybe<br />
You belong with me<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> You belong with me</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><b>Modified Version of </b><b><a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/taylor_swift_lyrics.html" style="color: black;" title="Taylor Swift lyrics">Taylor Swift </a><br />
Title: You Belong With Me</b></u> </div><br />
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First time for me to even think about blogging , used to never like writing . But apart of me actually wants too . Apart of me actually feels good writing , i might not get to express how i feel towards you directly , i might not be able to be there , but i know at least by doing this . Everyday pass ill have a new meaning of what i want or what i have to do . Now just to let everyone know, this specific blog of mine is not, about people i hate or people i want to make mockery about , its a blog after all . So its all about writing how you feel or what you have been through on a specific day . So lets start . Great day it is today , found out that there's no class at all , and this would probably mean that im going back home to Johor this week . Nothing to do here in Nilai / Kuala Lumpur , aha i used to have a place to go , i still remember a long time ago every week i would pack up my stuff and head to my xgf's house . Not a big house , not anything special but being with her made me happy , and that was all that matter for me . Though its all in the past . I wont lie i miss those days . Today she's out with her new boyfriend watching a movie if im not mistaken , yea i pretty much know everything that is going on even though im not there . no im not some kind of spy or stalker . Its just a way of mine thus when i miss someone id drive right in front their house , park my car and just watch her go in and out . I wont even talk to her , cause that would just ruin the whole purpose . I just sit and watch her . and once i get tired i go back . She seems happy i must say . Im not sure what im going to do the whole day , there's no class , its boring here . What i want to do is go to kepong , grab your hands . kiss you and marry you . aha well that was off topic . Though i would so do that . Wasn't that what you wanted from me before aswel ? Remember once you cried on my lap , and i sang you My heart ? you would just cry and cry and i said id always love you ? I know it may sound stupid or depressing when a guy writes about his feeling, its like totally a negative side of a guy , its a guys <b>RULE </b>to never cry or write about a girl . they call me a wus for doing this my friends , but hah , who cares rite ? i have feelings aswel . Though these few days have been getting worst , my feelings for you which i hope faded away is not anywhere close to where i expected . I miss you more , Your friend Haziq is annoying , gulp sorry to say this . but Haziq you dont know the meaning of love it self and you think by saying that it would make things better ? it wont you know ? You dont know her as deep as i do , as she knows me . you think you love her , but love is not what you have . I know that girl inside out , though you think you do . I see random guys here and there trying to get along with her , and it hurts me deep . I see her doing bad stuff and it hurts me , i use to take the blame for her problems, and i freaked out a few weeks ago when i found out she had someone elese . Jealous the word . But you know ? If it wasn't because of my jealousy i would have not relised the women i love and wanted to spend the rest of my life with is you . I may say im doing alright without you , but thats all a lie , i might be able to say that i can easily find someone elese ,but thats a lie aswel. found no one as close as our love i have . Haziq i dont hate you if thats what your thinking , you might think i hate you by the msg you sent around , but nope. thats a false accusation , i dont see any reason of hating you , but if you ask me if im jelous over you , then yes i am . Very much so . But then again . As i said before you know nothing of what we have been though . All you think is love love love and your inlove inlove inlove but to sustain that love, to cherish it, to go through the problems me and her have been though? if you make it. Then ill say your close to anything called "<b>love</b>" with her .<br />
Im actually starting to really enjoy writing now , I once said to myself ive had enough of letting you give me all the blame ,say its my fault for this , and its my fault for that . but now i know that truth or not , even if i say yes or no . It will make no difference because i didn't apply to direct the truth to others but to yourself . So you know after all the things you did behind my back , or after all the things i did behind your back . Id still love you . Its 12.29PM now and i still haven't had my bath . Yesterday i talked to a bunch of my friends , afif my lil brother , and natt my lil sister to forget what ever i said and just go back to being friends with her , i told them i was lying and to not trust me . I told them ara is always right . Honestly i dont know why i did that? maybi its because my anger have i able to manage my emotions and self preservation . She's happy and thats all that matters . I dont really care if i have to take the blame anymore . Because day by day i see that this pain inside is not going to get any better if i just dont let go. But truth does not need to be shared by words but by hearts . If you know me , then you would know what person i am . and that is all that matters . I think im going to go take my bath now , this is the beginning of a new life . I enjoy writing and im going to continue doing it . I hope who ever is going to read this will enjoy and keep updated . as i will always keep updated of myself here .<br />
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take care everyone .<br />
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Yours truly ,<br />
Stupid Romeo / Syed AbdullahSyed Abdullahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657703754710662975noreply@blogger.com1