<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:58:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7517663700268727539</id><published>2012-01-16T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:20:54.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I really wonder what is the best way to express myself. My true self. My inner voice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vNZVV4Ciccg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;This girl is lucky. She managed to find a way to express herself. Something that I really want to do. I want the people around me to understand me. I want them to know what's bothering me. What's the logic behind the thing's I do. It's easy to judge people. But wait until you get into their shoes. You'll see them differently once you understand their problems.&lt;/p&gt;This song is nice. &lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EDv7efxb4No" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love/Infatuation can do amazing things. Really. It makes you feel freaking high. As if you can do anything in this world. Sadly, that's not always the case. If you are heartbroken, you just feel like shouting at the whole world all that you feel, hoping that it can help take off some weight that you carry in your heart. Yeah. It feels heavy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YjUaWiy_QXc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt; It's time to face the truth. Does love always end friendship? Seriously. It doesn't only happen to me. Things supposed to progress from strangers to acquaintances to friends. If you are lucky, the next level is lovers. But somehow it makes people become strangers once again. Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7517663700268727539?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7517663700268727539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-is-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7517663700268727539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7517663700268727539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-is-best.html' title='sometimes...'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vNZVV4Ciccg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3153857671482342415</id><published>2012-01-12T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T14:35:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to apologize to my bros (pack of wolves) for causing some trouble for them. Need to learn to stay calm and shut my mouth in any situation. I'm feeling guilty. :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a good chat with my other set of bros (pb dudes) last night. I'm glad that I hang out with these guys. They make sense. Sometimes. And apparently it's not a good idea to post songs on Facebook anymore. Haha. Soon I'll flood this blog with songs and lyrics which I find 'applicable' in life. Haha. So Facebook will only be used to stumble upon, get tagged in photos and comments. I'll use twitter to post lame and boring things in life and to know what people are doing. Then any deep thoughts will be dumped here. Haha. Only stalkers read this blog. XD. Joking. So that makes me less open and less vulnerable. Lol. I should either talk in code language or just shut the heeeeeelllllllllllll up. Haha. Because that's good for me. And everyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3153857671482342415?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3153857671482342415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/shut-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3153857671482342415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3153857671482342415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/shut-up.html' title='Shut Up'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3671989214717048160</id><published>2012-01-03T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:22:08.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 January 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm glad that 2011 ended on a high. :) On the last day of 2011, I went out with my family to ECP for a swim. We had breakfast and then cycled along ECP. We had lunch together in the afternoon at an Indonesian restaurant. The food was good! Then we lepak at I12 Katong. It was blissful. It's been a long time since the whole family went out &lt;u&gt;together&lt;/u&gt;, especially to the beach. Sometimes I just miss those times when I was younger and spent a lot of time with my parents. Hope to spend more time with my family in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met up with the crazy dudes from VS at Vivo City in the evening. Haha. Met Syafinah, Nabilah and Mardhiyyah's brother, Latiff, on our way to the mosque. Apparently, I have a laughter that is so distinct that Nabilah can recognize it. And I found out that Mar's brother is my cousin's friend. The world a bit small ah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to watch Sherlock Holmes at GV since we had nothing to do before the countdown. The movie was good. This one definitely worth my 11 bucks unlike Puss In Boots. After the movie, we decided to go to Labrador Park even though the girls invited us to join them at Henderson Waves. :P We burst into laughter when Damien rushed into the train and the door closed behind him while the rest of us were still outside. Hahahaha. Then we started talking about how each of us are going to die. They speculated that I'll die in a freak accident. WTH? Retarded. Once we reached Labrador Park station we still had to run a few hundred metres before reaching our destination. We made it on the dot man! Just in time to hear the first firework being shot. Unfortunately, our view was obstructed by a hill. Should've gone to Henderson wave. Then Mar called Dzafir and told him that there were still some food left. So we made our way to Henderson Waves. =.= We ate, took pictures with the girls and then went to Hafidzhin's place at Woodlands. The ride was freaking long man! We had "storytelling" session. Even Quinn had a his own story. Endy was eager to tell as per normal. Zb really don't need to tell. Haha. We slept after Subuh. Woke up at 10.30am. Had breakfast, watched Ip Man and left at 4. What a way to spend the first day of 2012. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't have a set of specific new year resolution because I'll either forget about them or don't fulfill them. So I just want to be a better person this year. I need to start finding strength in Allah instead of my arrogance. Thanks to my arrogance, 2 years were 'wasted' just like that. I need to stop portraying myself as a cold person to girls. That's basically it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3671989214717048160?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3671989214717048160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-january-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3671989214717048160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3671989214717048160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-january-2012.html' title='1 January 2012'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-9156421601240060046</id><published>2011-12-31T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:21:33.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the end that matters most ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry bro. I didn't mean to disappoint you and ruin everything.I'm just trying to make all parties happy and choose the best solution.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahahahaha! If you are reading this, I just wanna tell you that I'm way better than you at this kinda thing. I'm surprised that you're surprised. Creepy? Me? What about you? Hahahaha. I think we think alike. We like the same kind of music. (I think.) We have the same kind of attitude. It's just that you don't show it but I can see it. And, we do this kinda creepy thing! But, you're more careless than me! Leaving your info lying around. But hey, cheer up! It's a good thing. For both of us :) Don't worry. I'm not a bad person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. These are 2 situations where the ends justify the means :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-9156421601240060046?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/9156421601240060046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-end-that-matters-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/9156421601240060046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/9156421601240060046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-end-that-matters-most.html' title='It&amp;#39;s the end that matters most ;)'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8173000937655022199</id><published>2011-12-27T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:16:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchard!</title><content type='html'>A good start to the week. Been to orchard 2 days straight. lol. Did crazy things with my bros, zb, dzafir, and fidz at orchard. Well, I did most of the retarded things and dzafir of course. I miss shouting randomly at the public so I shouted dzafir's name in the MRT station. It was damn loud till it echoed. Hahaha. Retarded things. What's new? I'll always remember these kind of crap. I want to take a random bus, ride around town and stop randomly and lepak at some random area with my bros just like what zb, fidz and I did 2 years ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's trip to orchard was pretty short. God knows why. Thanks for the idea zb! Your chem explanation makes sense and I tried it out. Well, it was damn scary at first. Activation energy was super high. Damn nervous. I thought that I might just lose it all and then blame zb. XD. But it turned out that it works. Hahaha. Sigh. Since it's over, what am I supposed to do now? We didn't really talk much before the incident. Talking now will only make things more awkward which I don't want. I guess I just envy those guys. Or maybe I'm just a quiet person? ya right. Quiet eh? Maybe I shouldn't deal with matters concerning the heart. Leave it to Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8173000937655022199?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8173000937655022199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/orchard.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8173000937655022199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8173000937655022199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/orchard.html' title='Orchard!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3913924797399626668</id><published>2011-12-25T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:15:32.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Changed my blog template! :) Looks neater now especially without the tagboard. I'm not sure who to link nowadays coz people hardly blog now. Maybe I'll just link those blogs that I read for easy access. More links coming up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning I missed gym session with my bros. :( Snoozing the alarm is such a bad habit. I'm a bad procrastinator and I'm always late. That's a sad thing. I always wonder why am I full of flaws? I know nobody is perfect but is it possible that some are just more imperfect than others? They say everyone is special in their own way but what if we never got the chance to discover that special part of us? I know I think too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I need to do some workout, I decided to find my dad's old dumbbells! And I found them! Hehe. Now I can train at home. There's another gym session with Dzafir and Ziyad tomorrow. I hope I'm able to wake up :) It's not the alarm that wakes someone up. It's just a matter of choice and determination. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to a telemarketing and recruiting seminar just now at HSR in Toa Payoh. Well, it is a good job opportunity. Both are commission based. Can earn at least 2k/mth if you slack. For telemarketing, all you have to do is arrange meetings between tenants and agents/landlords. As for recruiting, you need to make ads on job matching websites to recruit people. Lol. Lepak sia! And its home based. But the drawback is that you have to pay a commitment fee of $250 to ensure that you really work. And because of that my parents don't allow me to take up that job :( I guess I'll have to find another job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a question. How do you start a convo that flows naturally? What makes someone a friend and not merely an acquaintance?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3913924797399626668?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3913924797399626668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/choices.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3913924797399626668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3913924797399626668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/choices.html' title='Choices.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1135416847434697143</id><published>2011-12-23T07:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:46:19.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm being super redundant here. I always realise the value of something only when I lose it or when it's&amp;nbsp; are no longer present. I should've lived my life with no regrets. No point complaining about the past in the present. It makes the present less important.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't be someone who is always stuck in the past anymore. I need to learn to appreciate the present. I've learnt my lesson. I must admit that I miss hanging out with the people from TJ. I've taken JC life for granted. I don't like TJ as a school. But I like it as a place to have fun and meet fun people. I miss those times. I miss those people. But I shouldn't be someone who is stuck in the past anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1135416847434697143?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1135416847434697143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/appreciate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1135416847434697143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1135416847434697143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/appreciate.html' title='Appreciate!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7990370556937826997</id><published>2011-12-21T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:44:41.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some people just don't deserve to have friends. I'll just ditch these people, unfriend and unfollow. Block? Drawing the bold line between friends and foes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7990370556937826997?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7990370556937826997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/drawing-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7990370556937826997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7990370556937826997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/drawing-line.html' title='Drawing the line'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8833304734628207294</id><published>2011-12-21T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:36:25.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been a bad person inside all this while but I just don't show it. Now I'm a bad son too. All I wanted was freedom. So being me, I always bargain for the extreme and then negotiate for the less extreme. So I told my mum that I want to rent a house so that I can have more freedom. Well, on one end I thought that was a good thing coz I won't be arguing with my mum when I want to go out. I didn't really want to rent a house. I just want to give a signal that I want more freedom and negotiate it. My mum was really angry. She actually cried in front of me and my siblings saying that I'm an ungrateful son. :( She kinda gave up and said that if I want to leave, I can leave. She restricts my freedom because she loves me. She doesn't want me to get hurt whatsoever. At this point I know I'm screwed. Being a Muslim, making your mum cry is just one of&amp;#160; the most screwed up thing to do. You'll get punished here and the Hereafter. I'm so afraid to live now. I didn't know things will end up this way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've seen many of my plans in life foiled recently. Things that are supposed to make me happy didn't happen. I'm not sure if these are punishments but one thing's for sure, we make plans but on He can make it happen. Since I've made my mum cry, things aren't gonna be good for me in the next few days, weeks, years? I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8833304734628207294?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8833304734628207294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8833304734628207294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8833304734628207294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/afraid.html' title='Afraid'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6327390359564054981</id><published>2011-12-06T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:56:44.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectionism, optimism and pessimism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone knows I've always been a super optimistic person. Sometimes I'm just to unrealistic. On top of that, I'm a perfectionist in a sense that all the plans in my head, which are always the best case scenarios, must happen that way. Anything less is bad. Things turned out to be the worst case scenario for me lately. I don't know why. I don't feel like being an optimistic person anymore. I think if I become a pessimist, I'd be grateful for anything good that happens because it'll always be better than what I expected. Only then can I appreciate life and be grateful. Am I right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you know that feeling when everything is bottled up inside and you can't do anything to make yourself feel better? Do you know that feeling when you failed badly at making things right and things got worse instead? I didn't know life after A's can be so difficult. Sigh. If only the heart doesn't whisper things that the brain can't understand... well, we need to get synchronized. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry, I tend to think too much at home. Too much for my own good. That's why I need to go out more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6327390359564054981?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6327390359564054981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/perfectionism-optimism-and-pessimism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6327390359564054981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6327390359564054981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/12/perfectionism-optimism-and-pessimism.html' title='Perfectionism, optimism and pessimism'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-930644738628320243</id><published>2011-11-30T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:39:22.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Who?</title><content type='html'>A levels are over but I'm not surprised that I'm not that excited. By the way, sorry I let this blog die for a while. Now that I just started twitter, maybe I'll blog once a week now? I'm feeling the mood to blog again. Obviously, a lot of things happened since the last time I blogged. Things that changed me, things that make me think hard, things that make me question myself, things that make me question my true identity, etc. Things have changed, things will change, things always change, because change is the only constant. (Sounds like a nice way to begin a globalisation essay huh? But its too much to spam everything in one post. I feel like vomiting everything out here. It'll feel good since there's no way I'll vomit it out anywhere else unless its HTHT session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately, I think I have serious split personality problem. I think I rant about this last time. But I think it's getting worse now. My different personalities are in conflict. :/ I don't know how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are bigger problems in my head since A's ended. It's like another chapter just ended and another one begins. You have no choice but to leave some people behind and move on. That's life. But I'm not the kind who moves on easily. I am super sentiMental. Yeah, emphasize on the Mental. Today I cleared BOTH my O and A levels stuff. Seriously, I still have every singly worksheet from my sec 3 and sec 4 years and maybe some lower sec ones. I just don't want to throw them 2 years ago. It's like they are precious. So just now I took my time to sort them out. separate those that I want to give away and those that I want to recycle. Man, it was a walk down memory lane. I have my O Levels entry beside me now. Centre/Index No : 27110193. Haiz. I'll keep this one. But I crushed A level one right after chem yesterday. XD. Seriously, although my O level results was sucky, I really enjoyed O levels! Okay, back to ending the chapter. Yeah, if I really treasure inanimate objects, then obviously I'll treasure my friends even more. Even those in TJ. Yes, I think this is the first time I mention TJ on my blog. (Part of my arrogance died down.) It's just that when A's ended the chances of meeting gets less. Talking becomes so random because the things you have in common diminish. Well, we never really talked much in the first place. It's been almost 2 years. I thought it'll just disappear like the ones before but this one's different. I regret portraying myself as a cold person in school most of the time ( I have split personality and maybe I'll discuss why in another post ) Now, it's hard to start a conversation. I'm never good at starting one. Always end awkwardly when I do. :/ So what the hell am I supposed to do?!!! That's why I'm so frustrated with myself. Feeling like an idiot now.If you understand what the hell I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NdYWuo9OFAw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you all think I'm just a retarded weirdo. Well, there are reasons for everything that happens. I'm way more complicated than that. Better or worse? I'm not so sure. I'm not frustrated with anyone. I just need to find a solution to this. Something that I should have found before I entered TJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwwISV0U0s/TtZLhIVJBbI/AAAAAAAAARA/iUFSRD4V3XA/s1600/IMG_20111130_184537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwwISV0U0s/TtZLhIVJBbI/AAAAAAAAARA/iUFSRD4V3XA/s400/IMG_20111130_184537.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I wrote in my TJ diary. Look at the date. Well, I was wrong. The world becomes more colourful as we learn new things and meet new people. Sigh. Who am I now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-930644738628320243?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/930644738628320243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/930644738628320243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/930644738628320243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-who.html' title='Me? Who?'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NdYWuo9OFAw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2894897187158423644</id><published>2011-02-20T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:50:22.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still a Victorian. This year is a VC year. 4 years passed so fast and I'm still the same. Last Friday was really awesome. Finally got the chance to sing the Victorian Anthem out LOUD and proudly. And of course cheered my lungs out. Miss those days in VS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2894897187158423644?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2894897187158423644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/02/victorian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2894897187158423644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2894897187158423644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/02/victorian.html' title='Victorian'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7837777476170561244</id><published>2011-01-01T06:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T07:43:13.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.1.11</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of something new. Haha. Does it ring a bell? 2010 has been a really rough year for me. I never thought I would falter so much especially in my studies. JC life kinda changed the way I act and look at things. Some are good and some are bad. One thing that I hate about myself now is that I'm a paranoid. I was a very optimistic person until 11.1.10. Go find out what happened that day. Seriously, I just want that part of me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Hamzah tagged me on fb to do this note but I'll just do it here. fb doesn't give me privacy. This blog is auto private. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my 5 resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;1) I want to be a better person. My standard resolution. This should be the same for everyone right? In fact we need to get better every day. That is what Islam has thought us but most of us just forget about it. I want to be a better person religiously and secularly. This will be difficult but I guess I have to hang out less with the bad companies.&lt;br /&gt;2) Give my best shot in whatever that I do. All the work that I've done in 2010 were done half-heartedly so the results were mediocre. This is so unlike me. I'm not a person who is very contented with mediocrity. My academics and CCA suffered. I wonder what will my PW results be. I am going to pray hard for that. I need to realise that I'm doing all this for myself and not for that 'school' that I hate.&lt;br /&gt;3) Study harder. I need motivation. This year is going to be the muggiest year of my life. I've been slacking in 2010. Things are different when I was  in VS. I had school pride. It kinda gave me the motivation I needed. The only motivation left is my family, A-levels and me.&lt;br /&gt;4) Ace A-levels! Duh! Study so hard for what right? This will be my last chance to see A's as my grades. I don't think they will use alphabets to grade our wxams in uni. So this means that this will be my last chance to get straight A's. It's a bit too much lah but I will give it my best shot provided that I get an A for PW. Just imagine studying since you're young and you've never gotten straight A's? PSLE is not counted. We were too young to understand life at that point in time. XD i.e no distractions.&lt;br /&gt;5) I want to improve the bonds between me, my family and my friends. Life has been so hectic and sometimes you just drown in your own problems. I think I kinda auto-isolated myself. So I need to strengthen my relationship with everyone. I don't want to feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realised, my resolutions are so academically related. Haha, Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good year ahead guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7837777476170561244?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7837777476170561244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7837777476170561244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7837777476170561244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1.1.11'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7776585012748103870</id><published>2010-12-02T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:26:44.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part and parcel of life</title><content type='html'>Fawwaz came back a few weeks ago. Its nice to see him back although we were kinda disappointed that he didn't inform us earlier. He wanted to make it a surprise visit but... it leaked. Haha. We spent some time with him. He even slept over at zb's house with us. He didnt change much. still the same old Wazi Man! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he went home yesterday. He might be coming back next year or the year after next year or the year after that. The point here is we don't know when he'll come back. =( We wanted to have supper with him at Pizza Hut but he had to go. So he just left us the money and we sent him off. Thanks for the supper Fawwaz. Your curry baked rice tastes good. We'll treat you that when you return. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was feeling really miserable after seeing my doctor on Tuesday. It feels like you're being denied to live normally. All that I want to be, all that I planned, all that I've been dreaming of seems to fade away just like that. I need a new plan for the future. Or I'll just ignore whatever he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a failure academically but I've failed a lot in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh! I really need someone to help me change the tone of my voice and the way I speak. Its really important. My GP teacher said that when I speak, I used a sarcastic tone which makes the listener feel stupid. WTH? But I really need to change this. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother made his school choices already. It really doesn't matter to me. I wish him all the best. I don't want to force him to go to VS coz being forced to do something just sucks. But that's his lost. Muahahahahaha. VS ftw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7776585012748103870?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7776585012748103870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/12/part-and-parcel-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7776585012748103870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7776585012748103870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/12/part-and-parcel-of-life.html' title='Part and parcel of life'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5340317284556726253</id><published>2010-10-10T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:41:23.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lepak Sessions</title><content type='html'>K, on friday, i decided to lepak somewhere and relax. So I decided to go to Vivo. I didn't mind going alone but I called Hafidz just in case he wana tagged along. But he didn't pick up. I didn't call the rest cause they have school on that day. Ziyad might be busy with council so I decided to go alone =D Actually, my main intention of going to Vivo is to visit the miniature  shop, see some Gundams. XD But since I'm at Vivo might as well enjoy the nice scenery also. It was super relaxing, super nice. Lepak to the max. I wonder why must the western horizon be cloudy in Singapore? I can't really see the sunset. But the red sky was beautiful. The only problem was, there were many couples there and they make me feel lonely.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, I hang out with my long-time-no-see brothers, Hafidz and Ziyad. Haha. It was really unplanned. We just called each other yesterday and then meet up at parkway. It was a good catch-up session. I mean, our conversation was meaningful and has value even though we added in some jokes here and there. Seriously, it's really something good to catch-up with your blood brothers. Long time never meet up with the Memberz also. I want to go to go to Fik's house and lepak with them. But dunno when. Haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5340317284556726253?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5340317284556726253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/10/lepak-sessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5340317284556726253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5340317284556726253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/10/lepak-sessions.html' title='Lepak Sessions'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7496445204179114549</id><published>2010-10-07T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:01:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled Mind</title><content type='html'>Long time. No need to blog. Cause life ain't that interesting anymore. Its good that my blog is almost personal again. Cause I wanna start ranting!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I feel like a noob! I dunno whether its me or the teachers but promos was hard. Never in my life have I admitted truthfully that I screwed up a paper badly and say that I'll most probably fail that paper. And worse, that paper was Maths! WTX! where X is a constant = F! Followed by physics and chem then Econs. Papers are arrange in decreasing probability of failing. GP is ambiguous. Shit man! I dunno whats the point of going to school and mug if in the end I'm gonna screw up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I'm losing hope. I dunno why but I got this feeling that I have reached a point in my life where all dreams stop coming true. Its like all you hope for just don't happen. So its like no point hoping. What's life without hope? How to move on without hope? What to look forward to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, I got a feeling that I have an alter ego. Yes, sounds crazy. Not really the good and the bad. More like the grateful and the ungrateful. I dunno whether its Satan or me thinking very hard but it really drives me crazy. I'm more towards the ungrateful side right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help. I need some assurance and some certainty in life. Now everything is just very fuzzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7496445204179114549?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7496445204179114549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/10/troubled-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7496445204179114549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7496445204179114549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/10/troubled-mind.html' title='Troubled Mind'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6769964531620668003</id><published>2010-09-08T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:53:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was googling and found this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is tale of a boy that once lived as an accomplished clown in the town called Victoria Aliente; a clown that was assasinated by a group of green-eyed dwarfs led by their infamous leader, Nathaniel. This notorious ring commander of a circus group called The Nonsensicalz fired the clown he thought was uncapable of entertaining the crowd, in which, he was wrong. Knowing that the clown he fired was doing well in another circus group, he sent his ugly circus dwarfs on a mission to kill this clown.&lt;br /&gt;This book is about the struggles and achievements of this clown. The choices that he took which led him to fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its the choice that u make that defines you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Am I right fik? Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I love taking a walk down memory lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FXcBTi-dmQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FXcBTi-dmQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6769964531620668003?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6769964531620668003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-was-googling-and-found-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6769964531620668003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6769964531620668003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-was-googling-and-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1176057216420326951</id><published>2010-08-08T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:43:41.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i dunno why i have that smile as a title. I'm just feeling light. hehe. I'll start with VJC's Felicity show last night. Went there with ziyad, dzafir, andres and iffa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like most of their performances and its for a good cause. so i guess it was worth my money. not only that. but i think it might worth more in some ways. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy's performance was cool! haha. he started out by crapping with the audience and we also crapped along lah. since we cnt mosh last night, zb and i waved our lighted phones so it was like some rock concert. XD. nobody wanted to follow us. lol. but another band that performed after endy told the audience to wave their phone lights just like what we did. so we were cool before everyone else was cool. =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crapped during and after the show a lot. Normal lah. but a bit awkward with a girl around. but it doesnt matter. we should be who we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh I was trying not to pee in VJC toilet and so I was holding on to it through out the whole thing. Then i gave up and pee in VJ. I went out of the toilet saying, "I'm so happy." Then they laughed at me. Shit man. Bad way to express the relief. In front of a girl some more. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the boys went to eat at Ice Cream Chef while iffa stayed behind cause her dad was fetching her. This is when we lepak. we bought our ice creams and sat outside the shop on the floor like some lost mats. XD. then we started playing the guitar. after that we decided to go off to simpang. I left them at simpang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine print. Dont read. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;Thanks dzafir. xD. I feel like a noob cause there wasn't really much convo. Seriously, I wished there had been more things in common between us so we could talk. I'm sorry. I just hope I didnt disappoint anyone here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm addicted to The Only Exception coz of one reason or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song Turn It Off really suits me. Wondering what it'll be like to find perfection in my pride. I don't think I need to wonder anymore. I don't want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1176057216420326951?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1176057216420326951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1176057216420326951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1176057216420326951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5395047195128728840</id><published>2010-07-18T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:16:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a Victorian, Always a Victorian.</title><content type='html'>this weekend was so great until today coz i had to chiong my pw and tutorial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, VS speech day was AWWWesome. Why 'AWWW' ? Coz ziyad the valedictorian made a very touching speech that made many people cried including himself. I'm one of them and thats normal. For me, it gets emotional when he was talking about the school pond and the part when he mentioned blood brothers. Then I really cant take it when he said, 'we do not return to you mother, because we never really left.' Woah. Awwwesome! Thy chose the one and only Victorian who can put all those experience together and make a great impact to those who heard it. I told Yiqi to upload his video on fb but i think he forgot. As usual, there was cheering session. Man, we are getting old. Half way thru the cheer we were panting. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the speech day, we met a few teachers. Then my brudders and I go lepak at macs. Wooooh! It was an awesome one. Walking down memory lane with them and laughed like crazy for the 1st time after so long. I feel like me again. Ouh, and today, i got myself a gang ring! It looks like what i used to have. I called it the lead singer's ring. XD Dont ask why. Long story. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall talk about CTs. Well i screwed it and i hate it. I need to change this. I don't want to be megamugger for the next 3 months but since i'm considered as a mugger, i shall live up to that name. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people laughed at what i failed to achieve. I would like to make them eat their own words. Something that makes them choke. So evil. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had guidance like i used to have in VS. My friends and teachers guided me thru. Ziyad is my role model and I seek a lot of advice from him but now I'm alone. I got no one to lead me but i don't want to get lost. Thats what you get if you cant lead yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change topic. Just now, in the bus, on the way to parkway, i saw a really beatiful chinese girl and she sat in front of me. I wish i had the courage to talk to her. Somehow beautiful things are created just to be adored. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5395047195128728840?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5395047195128728840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-weekend-was-so-great-until-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5395047195128728840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5395047195128728840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-weekend-was-so-great-until-today.html' title='Once a Victorian, Always a Victorian.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8917775872823424512</id><published>2010-07-16T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:05:28.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I've made up my mind. I'm going to speech day today. Thanks fik. He cheered me up when i was really sad. Screwed up CTs, uninvited to speech day and VS was kicked out in the pidato round. He made me realise one thing that i used to do a long time ago, don't care what others hink of you, as long as you think you are doing fine. I saw dzfir's fb wall post yesterday and I realised that what really matters is the Victorian Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read fawwaz blog, the old 2008 posts. I was in most of the posts. I realised how much i've changed. I'm not the fun type anymore. =(. I miss hanging around with fawwaz. Its always fun to hang around with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh i screwed and failed GP. Dang! The VS last minute mug method doesnt work for this subject. And azmi thougt me some humble moves. When i told him that i failed GP and asked about his grade, he said he don't know about it yet. Then his friend beside him shouted that he is the only one who passed GP in the class. I was like wow! I should follow his tactics next time. Either say u dont know or u did badly. Bad is subjective. =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8917775872823424512?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8917775872823424512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8917775872823424512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8917775872823424512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7742409550573883234</id><published>2010-06-26T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:46:28.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in the mind</title><content type='html'>There are 2 parts to this post. a reflection and then the nonsense one. i'll start with a reflection.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I've got a very bad feeling that I've been giving out some arrogant vibes. I don't like it because if this goes on, I might just lose some of my best friends. =( I must admit that I am quite an arrogant person. It all started when I was very young. When classes were ranked in primary school and my teacher said something like, "There are no such things as clever and stupid people, there are only lazy and hardworking people." That was when I started differentiating myself with others. I started looking down at those who slack and I started ranking people by their intelligence and their attitude. It all happened sub-consciously. I didn't realise it back then. This is one of the many reasons why I don't really like my new school. I just feel that I don't deserve to be there. =S Most of my principles are based on these stuffs. So its really hard for me to change. But I am still trying to. I hope this explains why I might accidentally sound quite arrogant at times. Just so you know, I didn't mean it. I'll try my best to be modest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/TCYfT8_hhTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/JzZQGTnmOL0/s400/Rochor+Rd+-+Google+Maps.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487107623648068914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry. I got the picture from google maps. but Ziyad might love the picture above. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised we could get to the barrage if we didn't take the bridge and zb wouldn't be injured. We should have followed the park connector all the way. =S But it was our fate. we were fated to go up the bridge. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's mass mugging in school did some good to me i guess. I'm really nervous about JCTs. Good luck people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7742409550573883234?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7742409550573883234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-all-in-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7742409550573883234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7742409550573883234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-all-in-mind.html' title='It&apos;s all in the mind'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/TCYfT8_hhTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/JzZQGTnmOL0/s72-c/Rochor+Rd+-+Google+Maps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1196547262006009094</id><published>2010-06-06T12:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:24:38.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>today marks the end of the first week of school holidays. and i can conclude that i wasnt being productive at all. XD. And last week there was perkampungan bahas 4pm. I know its kinda late to blog bout it but who cares? It was really a good experience and i really learnt a lot of cool things bout myself. 1st, i can only talk when i am feeling calm. 2nd, being angry disrupts my train of thought and affects my confidence. =( 3rd, i found out i can talk for 5 minutes without preparing or memorising a script confidently. =P. Ouh and I have to say, Satria Victoria made a really great impact on the debate community. People still remember us. =) somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Aulia for making the 3rd point something achievable for me. Aulia is my senior and currently is in uni, year 2. He came to replace one of our speakers. Its allowed coz we are the Ghost Team. XD. Before he came we were so lost coz we didnt prepare any scripts for that mauduk. We thought he will come with scripts prepared. But wth? He came and said he didnt like cikgu's points. So he totally changed our points and started discussing how to destroy the stand all over again. And then we were done in 15 minutes. All our points were there already except that we dont have scripts. XD. So i asked him, "What about our scripts?" Then he said, "What scripts? We dont need scripts. We are here just to screw the opppsing team. We have nothing to lose since we are the ghost team." (somewhere along those lines) At that point of time i was so happy coz all the pressure to win is gone. The only thing in my mind then was to screw the other team up. XD. And we carried out our plan and we didnt expect to win. But we did. XD. 15 minutes of light work and we won! Cool? I must apologise to the other team. I seriously think this guy is better than cikgu (not those in VS coz those in VS are awesome!) in some ways. And he knows Suang too! The pros always know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Manifestasi by tpjc on friday was really good! Luqman acted out his character well. The dikir was really good too! Especially the one performed by the boys. I was really sorry that i cnt join the rest to lepak and eat. I'm trying to be a good boy and listen to my mum so that she will let me go for the night cycling session. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh and the week before (if i'm not mistaken) we watched Ziyad's drama performance. It was reaally good =) Worth my money. I love both shows. Meant for people with like me. Ouh and i bet zb enjoyed being his character for one reason or another. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1196547262006009094?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1196547262006009094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-marks-end-of-first-week-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1196547262006009094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1196547262006009094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-marks-end-of-first-week-of-school.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5973627207135106349</id><published>2010-05-09T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:06:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grateful</title><content type='html'>hmmm. what should I say? THANK YOU GUYS! (the pack of wolves and endy) especially for the presents! I didnt expect them. It was really overwhelming to see Levi's watch and shoes (zb told me about the shoes so i expected it. XD) when I opened my presents! I love them. Don't worry, the shoes fit nicely =) love the colour of the watch! The birthday card literally rocks! XD Thanks for the wishes and thanks for the REALLY FILLING Swensen's meal. I love you guys. Anyway, I'm sorry for being late just now. I'll try my best not to take that shuttle bus anymore. XD. Really had a great time just now. I'm so grateful! I'm an ordinary boy with awesome brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who wished me on facebook, sms, etc, thenk you. my facebook wall had never been that flooded before and i didnt know how to react to it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those guys who came for the concert yesterday, thanks for your support! we thought the audi won't be filled. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5973627207135106349?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5973627207135106349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5973627207135106349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5973627207135106349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/grateful.html' title='grateful'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2985339038292277611</id><published>2010-05-02T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:00:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satria Victoria</title><content type='html'>365 days ago, 5 guys who called themselves Satria Victoria became the champions in Berita Harian National Debate Competition. A day that I will remember for the rest of my life. The sweet taste of victory that was earned through hard work and friendship. =) I don't know how to celebrate it. I miss those days. I want to go through it all over again. And I won't forget the support that our teachers and friends gave us. I thank you all. And I want some kind of Satria Victoria reunion. Because the last time we planned it, it never happened. XD I dunno what to call this day but to my fellow debaters, Happy Satria(s)' Day. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2985339038292277611?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2985339038292277611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/satria-victoria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2985339038292277611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2985339038292277611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/satria-victoria.html' title='Satria Victoria'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6751831101627730629</id><published>2010-05-01T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:02:06.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfect</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say. I am not the only one who feels like this. I am suffering. I am not enjoying life at all. Should I say it sucks? Stress is building up and I can't stand it. I don't know how some can still enjoy life in JC? Those lauhgters and smiles and jokes and all the crazy things that happen in school are so temporary. They just disappear once I reach home. So unlike what I used to have in VS. I want something more from life. I want a change. I need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow right now I feel so imperfect. All those small mistakes that I did in the past led me to this. The good thing about this is that it changed me. I'm not that I-can-do-anything kind of guy anymore. At least not as bad as last time. Because I realised I'm imperfect. I am a human and I make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I went out with the Memberz during weekends I feel so freaking happy. and then when Monday comes, I will feel so down. Wearing a uniform that I don't like. I can't wait for June holidays. Maybe I can taste a little bit of good life. And then after June ends .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if what I'm doing now is right. I'm not sure if I'm ungrateful. I guess if this is something that should not be done, then I guess it's another mistake by me, an imperfect human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6751831101627730629?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6751831101627730629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/imperfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6751831101627730629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6751831101627730629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/05/imperfect.html' title='imperfect'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-9013469487589764364</id><published>2010-04-18T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:12:04.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taken for granted</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of ranting on how sucky JC life is. I just want to turn back time and stay in the past for quite some time and maybe change things a little bit. But that ain't gonna happen. Pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected my Graduation Cert alone last thursday. It feels so good to be back in VS. All white, red and yellow. XD. What's green? And all boys. Woooh! I'm sorry. I prefer it this way. I met Miss Ho by accident. Hehe. Long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went up to pray upstairs. I could here the band practising! Something that i've not heard in ages. Up there in the toilet, i feel so lonely. We used to take wudhu' together and rush to avoid being imam. XD. I'm sorry I'm emo-ing here. I just miss these small little things that we're taken for granted. There are more. But i dont have to list them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then haziq, dzafir, fidz and i returned on friday. We met cikgu mar and cikgu shy! 2 out of 3 teachers that i miss. The third one is miss ho. Its all self explanatory. Then we met clement, ashley and desmond. Camwhore in the library a bit and then the aunty chased us out coz we're not in white. XD. I miss VS. That's what i call life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, theres someone else that i miss. I'm not sure why. I miss talking to her almost every night during the holidays. Like luqman said, soft spot. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-9013469487589764364?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/9013469487589764364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/04/taken-for-granted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/9013469487589764364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/9013469487589764364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/04/taken-for-granted.html' title='taken for granted'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1111532756277671805</id><published>2010-04-04T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:16:06.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last sunday, we sent a friend off at changi airport. i knew him since sec 1. he hardly changed in terms of nonsense and sarcasm. he is the hardest to wake among the memberz. he is the same guy that we taupoked and blasted mcr in his ears jhst to wake him up in china. (i'm sorry for screaming in ur ears.) he is the same guy that can insult anyone (especially afi) so well that the person that was insulted can't help but to laugh along. he is the same guy who will tanam the ball while playing soccer.XD. he is the same guy that always makes us happy when he's talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night we gave him a scrapbook and a photo collage. he cried while looking through them. we also gave him a group hug. it was supposed to be an emo session but some ppl just have to crack up some jokes and make ppl laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azmi, afi, taufik, ziyad and me stayed to bid the last good bye. the same people that slept over at his house for the last sleepover with him. he entered the departure gate with his family and that was the last time we saw him. come back soon fawwaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just hoping that he enjoys his life there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went to tpjc for a briefing on the pidato competition next friday. i met siti and aidil. aidil went home so i talked to siti and her friend. i got kicked at the butt for cursing her. XD. Sorry. we were talking about last year's debate finals. I said, "Eh your debate trainer last year was the same one that lost to VS in the finals 13 years ago right? so sad lah. maybe 13 years down the road when you become the trainer for rgs your school lose again." XD. and i got kicked for that. apparently she likes to kick ppl.  she said she ate at Auntie Anne's before and considered it halal. so i said, "so what? whatever you can eat is halal ah? what? you are the mufti is it?" And i got kicked. so yeah. that is siti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i got homworks. redox is kinda irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1111532756277671805?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1111532756277671805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-sunday-we-sent-friend-off-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1111532756277671805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1111532756277671805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-sunday-we-sent-friend-off-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2024007531251272101</id><published>2010-02-27T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:52:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs148.snc1/5489_103441749957_522134957_2110741_2860712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs148.snc1/5489_103441749957_522134957_2110741_2860712_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the old pics i found on facebook. thanks to haziq who keeps all these pics.  I miss the good old times. especially sec 3. when the memberz just formed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs148.snc1/5489_103441789957_522134957_2110748_5224318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs148.snc1/5489_103441789957_522134957_2110748_5224318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is fawwaz or wazi man! sadly, our brother here is leaving next week. we'll surely miss his nonsense and sarcastic remarks (especially towards afi XD.) i hope he will still keep in touch with us here in Singapore. but we are glad to know that he will probably come back for hari raya! maybe we can visit him in Arab after A levels. XD. I hope you'll have a good life there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JC life is okay. what can i say? to me, nothing beats life in VS. the 'fun' standard in VS is too high already. just look at the class (fawwaz pic), everyone is having fun! HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm freaking busy. too many things to do. especially homeworks. they spam tutorials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate it when theres too many things to blog about at one time. so i'll just type whatever i remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feb babies. we finally threw a BIG party for them. it was on fik's birthday. we did a cool birthday video for them. we did the soulja boy dance. YOUU! i'm glad they like it. and DON'T, please don't call 99. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat for an aptitude test at NUS just now. it was on science and maths. i dunno what to say. just know that sitting for the test will demoralise you and make you feel so stupid. seriously. you dont see things that you see in your O levels textbooks. waste my bloody time mugging yesterday. moral of the story: do not mug before any aptitude test. it is to test your NATURAL ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i met up with azmi, zb, fidz, quinn, endy and tby in VS! i tried to do homework in VS but failed. simple reasons. self-explanatory. VS is too fun. played carom with zb, quinn and azmi. then we started to play with the broomstick and dustpan. XD. had dinner at banquet then went home. ouh and we met haziq at pastamania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow will be quite fun! i want to go for the OVA breakfast! i am a young old victorian. so i can go. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2024007531251272101?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2024007531251272101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-old-pics-i-found-on-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2024007531251272101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2024007531251272101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-old-pics-i-found-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6590262669974003448</id><published>2010-02-12T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:33:59.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPdate</title><content type='html'>its been ages! i need to blog!. ok its gonna be a summary of my life for the past 8 days. (I THINK!)  alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with mass dance last thursday! it was crazy! not the mass dance event itself! but us! the victorians were running around the fountain of wealth shouting "VS!" repeatedly. dunno how many times. i think more than 100! then VS guys gather and ran around the fountain doing vs cheers at the same time! and we sang THE anthem. Victorian Anthem. i think we ran about 10 rounds? XD then when we were quite tired, we stood one corner and start cheering for cedar. XD. azmi started it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation night on friday. won 3rd for talent night. the sound system lah. nonsense. that means i need to buy my own amp for my guitar and by an acoustic pickup. :) ouh there was a gig on that night! it was crazy! it was mosh pit style and ppl were throwing light sticks towards the band members. XD wth? but it was fun ah. especially check yes juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! monday was SLI!!!! it was great. thats normal. but not as great as last year. there was no soaring high and there was no live band. wtfreak! all because of.... XD but it was great anyway. we sat on the 2nd row and the GOH called us Young Old Victorians! XD haha. thats so contradicting. but we had a lot of fun though! meeting old friends! showering in the Victorian atmosphere once again! wooooh! we did the cheer twice! and of course ended it with the anthem. also twice. i cried sia. coz i saw bing yu cried. (i think) i'm so senti-MENTAL nowadays. XD. and theres only one Victoria! the original one. and thats VS! the other one, according to quinn is called Vitamin JC. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wednesday was fidz bday! yay! andres, fidz and i went to PP and met dzafir and zb! we had pastamania and azmi joined us later. we camwhored a lot! and we went to the memberz secret place! XD i hope he had a wonderful bday eventho its not as great as the bdays he had in the recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST NOW! we went back to VS again coz it was CNY celebrations. dang! was released at 12.30pm. met cikgu mar in school! talk crap with her a bit and did some catching up. ouh farhan and saufi were there too! long time no see. farhan changed a lot!. seriously! more matured. i like his style. XD. dang! i must not succumb to peer pressure! never! NEVER! must be more disciplined in terms of social exposure. i learnt my lesson well! anw, we ate at banquet with farhan, haziq, afi, endy, andres, azmi and fidz. saufi left early. =( this people are fun man! seriously. i miss them a lot! we'll meet again this tuesday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite this part of the post is meant for certain ppl to read. Azmi, fidz, andres. Please dont think that i am still anti and rrc president. I'm trying my best to be a bit more neutral. I just dont like certain aspects of the college. E.g, the old building, the uniform, the school identity (green etc), the school anthem, the 'propagandas' and the president's scholars board. C'mon. I cant love something thats not my 1st or 2nd choice. Its 3rd! And most people, lets say 90 percent put it as 2nd choice. Most put VJ as their 1st. Even some of the IP students are VIP rejects. I'm trying my best not to hate the school. I'll be as neutral as possible. Any comments on the school, i'll leave it to u ppl to answer. I'll just keep quiet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is VS year 5 and 6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6590262669974003448?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6590262669974003448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6590262669974003448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6590262669974003448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/update.html' title='UPdate'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5691355419839424820</id><published>2010-02-03T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:07:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redemption</title><content type='html'>I was short-listed for talent night guitarist! =) not bad rite?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to blend in with the people in my JC. as in i don't want to be just another face in the crowd. i came from an extraordinary school, Victoria School! I was thought by the best teachers in VS. I have great friends/family, the memberz (and some other Victorians.) I am a Victorian! Still a Victorian and I am very proud of it. I am going to wear VS based stuffs until I'm not allowed to. I don't want to have the same mindset as other students in my JC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe myself a lot. I failed myself. I didn't value add. In fact, things got worse. I pulled VS down. I guess its payback time. I won't be satisfied by mediocre results. That will be a good start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;For others came before and went and carried to the world. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5691355419839424820?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5691355419839424820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/redemption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5691355419839424820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5691355419839424820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/redemption.html' title='redemption'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5921413084289738727</id><published>2010-02-01T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:07:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2brHPRTt4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0PjDVoeaQ94/s1600-h/290120101067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433288510059820930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2brHPRTt4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0PjDVoeaQ94/s400/290120101067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what we saw went we returned to VS last friday. THE SONG! actually written for the Prefectorial Board but its used in SLI! and i'm coming back to Mother Victoria next week for SLI! wooh! and look! whose handwriting is that? recognisable huh? long time never see ziyad's handwriting. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in JC is getting better with a new bunch of friends. XD. an addition of 2 girls. the girls are funny. easy to make fun of them. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5921413084289738727?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5921413084289738727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-what-we-saw-went-we-returned-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5921413084289738727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5921413084289738727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-what-we-saw-went-we-returned-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2brHPRTt4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0PjDVoeaQ94/s72-c/290120101067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7152095910498530051</id><published>2010-01-28T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:38:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2GvRnThYwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JRBdgd13Gss/s1600-h/14737_180583308610_689288610_2940748_3811645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431815342729028354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2GvRnThYwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JRBdgd13Gss/s400/14737_180583308610_689288610_2940748_3811645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current wallpaper. gonna miss everyone here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7152095910498530051?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7152095910498530051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-current-wallpaper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7152095910498530051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7152095910498530051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-current-wallpaper.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2GvRnThYwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JRBdgd13Gss/s72-c/14737_180583308610_689288610_2940748_3811645_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6532042146421976508</id><published>2010-01-28T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:47:47.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chapter begins</title><content type='html'>thanks a lot to haziq who suggested that we go out for one last outing before school start. :) Today's outing was the best yet. Although it was simple and nothing much, it was really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up at simpang bedok for dinner. It was like our habitat ah. XD. There were haziq, saufi, farhan, fawwaz, luqman, afi, ziyad, hafidzhin, taufik, dzafir and me. We discussed about our posting results. It was quite hillarious. We decided to go to Fawwaz's house after dinner to slack and play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met azmi and fawwaz's house. Here comes the most emotional part of the outing. Since, luqman and saufi had to leave early, fawwaz told us that he is going to migrate to Arab this year. It was so sad to see a friend leave ah. I regretted that i did not communicate very much in class with him and making him pissed off like shouting in his ear. Sorry fawwaz. No matter how far away u are from us, we'll still remember u as our brother. The funniest and wackiest guy i've known. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was one of the last time we'll see fawwaz, we decided to play soccer. fawwaz's favourite. Hafidzhin had to leave early. I joined the game ok. I'm the noobest but i just play on. It was an honour to be in fawwaz's team. I'm sorry. I conceded 5 goals. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game ended at 10pm. Not sure who won. But i'm really sure we had fun. We planned to meet each other every 2 weeks. We'll try our best. Its the best way to keep in touch. We'll update fawwaz when he is far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm feeling really emo now. Like worst than grad night. If there is one great thing that i gained from being in VS, it is great friends, no, brothers, no, a great FAMILY. This is just the beginning of a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how many more nights will i get to see this white uniform with a red badge on it hanging. I will miss it once i have to wear a new one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2Bt-luQ62I/AAAAAAAAAQE/3M3SmasSNOg/s1600-h/280120101064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2Bt-luQ62I/AAAAAAAAAQE/3M3SmasSNOg/s400/280120101064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431462072654293858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6532042146421976508?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6532042146421976508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-chapter-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6532042146421976508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6532042146421976508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-chapter-begins.html' title='a new chapter begins'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S2Bt-luQ62I/AAAAAAAAAQE/3M3SmasSNOg/s72-c/280120101064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8059482554224323727</id><published>2010-01-25T23:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:49:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'almost' the last gathering</title><content type='html'>teeeheee. THE MEMBERZ/THE PACK OF WOLVES just had a lot of fun last week! we got a chalet for ourselves and stayed for 3 days 2 nights! wasnt that fun? we planned a night cycling sessionbut it failed coz we had no money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we had fun at night! we went to the pool to play pool virus! it was super tiring. we played bridge the whole night! i had a losing streak. like what the hell? then we ate maggie when we were hungry. i cooked! i am THE MAGGIE KING. I LOVE MAGGIE. ANYTHING FOR MAGGIE! i cooked using some boiling water. and when i mean maggie i dont mean cup noodles! cup noodles are for beginners. haha. what the hell am i talking bout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after having err, supper/breakfast, azmi, dzafir, haziq, ziyad and i went to the mangrove swamp. the time then was around 4.30am? its freaking dark! i'm serious! then we saw frangipani along the way. hmmm hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we prayed subuh and then slept around 7am. woke up around 11am. brunched and went to WILD WILD WET! long time never go there! in fact, this is my 2nd time XD. so its like 6 years ago. man! i love the rides! especially the slide up! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next night.... jeng jeng jeng! the red house. we went to the red house! like got nothing else to do. it was not as scary as OCH but weird things still happen. haiz. and i still wanna know wat was at farhan's 3 o'clock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept early that night. early means before 5am. we packed our stuffs the next day coz it was time to leave. :( I'll miss my friends a lot. really. thats why i call this "almost" the last gathering coz we dunno when the next gathering will happen. XD. there just cant be a last gathering. we are so close that zb wants us to meet every 2 hours. XD. alrite thats the end of the chalet post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S13F8__5NgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zvRG0ksaBqg/s1600-h/230120101062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430714377440933378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S13F8__5NgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zvRG0ksaBqg/s400/230120101062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone remember this certificate? XD. the emma gang has it! was searching thru my certificates and found this! my 1st certificate in victoria! a result of performing a rap in the library with the emma gang! haha. it was our 1st performance ever! i can still remember someone forgot the lyrics! then someone sing "staying alive, staying alive, ah ah ah ah staying ALIIIIIIVE!" on the floor! HAHAHAHAHA. that was our "the child called it rap." i still have the lyrics! and i know which part is sang by who! wrote the whole song within 30 minutes. XD. it was supposed to follow "my humps" beat. XD but we decided to use "we will rock you!" instead. those were really good times man! we got 4th place. not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets move on to something religious. its meant for my malay friends to read. i have an indian classmate whom i met last friday. he was quite notorious lah but still quite friendly. he suddenly said that he is considering converting into a muslim. i was quite shock and for a second thought that he was joking and being rude. but he gave me this serious face and he told me that there is more to Islam and Islam is forward looking. (somewhere along those lines.) then his other indian friend asked u want to become a mat is it? (again, somewhere along those lines [SATL].) he said no because he googled about Islam and realised that Islam is not what u really see in malays nowadays. (SATL) This incident set me thinking man. like what the hell do we malays portray ourselves as? even those non-muslims dont see Islam in us. i do not want to live to see a day when singaporeans think that Islam is a mat religion. i hope that day never comes. come on. be a good muslim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8059482554224323727?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8059482554224323727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-last-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8059482554224323727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8059482554224323727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-last-gathering.html' title='&apos;almost&apos; the last gathering'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/S13F8__5NgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zvRG0ksaBqg/s72-c/230120101062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8772134523857104287</id><published>2010-01-17T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:13:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the real world</title><content type='html'>i guess i really have to stop dreaming. my results are not good enought to get me into my dream JC. so i have to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty tough lately. especially the JAE part. its so hard to make a choice. not in any mood to blog. but i just do so for azmi's sake. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm not ready to get my shovel and bury my castle that i built since a long time ago. not now man. there's still hope. a 'glimmer' of hope. just like what quinn said. XD. i just hope this time its real. i want it so badly. really. if there is anything that i could do to get there i will do it man. unfortunately there's none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that its not really a must to have a laptop for jc. and i told my dad that. and now he doesnt want to get me one. ouh well. tough luck. he told me to sell this desktop pc 1st before getting a laptop. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! memberz chalet on wednesday! i'm going to distress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8772134523857104287?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8772134523857104287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-real-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8772134523857104287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8772134523857104287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-real-world.html' title='back to the real world'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2036984607935324652</id><published>2010-01-09T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:23:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep your feet on the ground!</title><content type='html'>half an hour ago i was emo-ing thinking of my results. its really depressing to think of it. i'm trying to compose myself but its really hard. i'm not sure how to react on monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had a funny convo with zb and hanis. it kinda changed my mood. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya. we went to ngee ann poly just now. and look what we've got. a pic of ourselves on the 'cover' of teenage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lEu0RGoPaIQ/S0ipyrySadI/AAAAAAAACfk/UX1QxPkX_pY/s1600-h/IMG041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lEu0RGoPaIQ/S0ipyrySadI/AAAAAAAACfk/UX1QxPkX_pY/s400/IMG041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424772439379962322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have high aims, keep your feet on the ground while your heads in the clouds. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now watch this video ppl. hayley is purrrrrttyyyyyy in this video. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2036984607935324652?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2036984607935324652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-your-feet-on-ground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2036984607935324652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2036984607935324652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/keep-your-feet-on-ground.html' title='keep your feet on the ground!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lEu0RGoPaIQ/S0ipyrySadI/AAAAAAAACfk/UX1QxPkX_pY/s72-c/IMG041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2765855245064820536</id><published>2010-01-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:58:35.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issues.</title><content type='html'>well i'm not sure if i'm the right person to blog about these issues so i will keep this post short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i heard the social cohesion in our school is getting worse. i'm not sure what was the main cause but my friend, amir, told me that people are fighting verbally due to religios issues. C'mon man. where is the "regardless of race language or religion?" i'm not sure if this only happens in his class but i hope the situation doesnt get worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)to my muslim friends, please carry yourselves like how muslims are supposed to carry themselves. its one of the many ways we can do dakwah. how can we earn the respect of people from other religion if we behave badly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya. good news people! to those who have been persuading cikgu shy to wear tudung, be happy! coz she wears tudung to school now. =D. apparently iskandar, the current 1st dept managed to do what we failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2765855245064820536?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2765855245064820536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/issues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2765855245064820536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2765855245064820536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/issues.html' title='issues.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2530278077800272420</id><published>2010-01-06T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:44:43.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-word</title><content type='html'>o levels results is this monday....... i have to get ready for any kind of emotional disorders e.g mixed feelings. i cant express myself. and it is really irritating. some of my friends know what kind of person i am. and they know what kind of aims i have. one wrong digit in my results slip can cause me to ..... i dunno. i have to remind my friends to use the T-word, tawakkal. this is the right time to tawakkal my friends. we have been using it all the time. all those time we didnt study for exams. and it makes us feel alright even if we didnt do well for our tests. those are not what the T-word is for. this is the right time to use it. it is only used after we worked and prayed really hard for what we want. this is it! the day we reap what we've sowed. when it is good, it comes from Allah. when its not, it comes from us. all the best my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this version of use somebody. a cover by paramore. i wana perform this during the jamming session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXk_KVNfInU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXk_KVNfInU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2530278077800272420?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2530278077800272420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2530278077800272420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2530278077800272420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/someone-like-you.html' title='T-word'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1155202600989210854</id><published>2010-01-03T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:00:10.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flea market</title><content type='html'>today was quite a 'busy' day. sent my cousin off at tanah merah ferry terminal in the morning. then sent my sis to kaki bukit community center for her edusave award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i returned home to pack some books so that i can sell them at hanis' flea market stall. =) most of them belong to my brother so i didnt get to bring all my old textbooks coz the bag was already too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met zb around tampines area in 17. we were quite enthu. we even put some price tags on our books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we alighted at pasir ris interchange and followed the footsteps just as Hanis directed us. and it led us to a place called the flea market. XD so we met hanis and gave her a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we unpacked our books enthusiatically and waited for customers. lol. none came. some just see see then walk away. it was so demoralising. but we remained cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we taught the innocent hanis to play cards. and she learn it quite instantly. so we played cards most of the time and waited for customers. ouh ya. hanis' sis look a lot like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate mee rebus for lunch! i learnt that sweet semput dont really like sweet stuffs. how? XD. and hashe got her first red bull drink and zb took a picture of the reaction on her face when sahe first tasted it. HAHA. she was damn high after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we just had a lot of fun. no money. XD. no one bought our books. we went home around 4.30pm. then hanis told us that sales are picking up when we already reached home. haiz. just our luck. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1155202600989210854?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1155202600989210854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/flea-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1155202600989210854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1155202600989210854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/flea-market.html' title='flea market'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-261115016322678011</id><published>2010-01-02T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:40:42.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confuzzled.</title><content type='html'>haiyo. its already 2nd jan. but i dont care. happy new year anyway. 2010. new challenges await.  around 9 (minimum) more days to go to results. getting more nervous day by day. i need it man! need that kind of results to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched final fantasy advent children yesterday. thats more than 4 years after it was released. then i realised that final fantasy VII is more than just advent children. theres alot more. lol. i made me kinda sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming more insane! seriously. literally. i'm confuzzled. the things i do and like are weird. i'm not sure what cause it but i think i know. i should be ok after tonight. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-261115016322678011?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/261115016322678011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/confuzzled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/261115016322678011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/261115016322678011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2010/01/confuzzled.html' title='confuzzled.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1238830769199199523</id><published>2009-12-31T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:49:19.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'emo' session</title><content type='html'>YAY! there was a memberz outing today. organised by luqman (coz he was the one who sms-ed us.) so we (fawwaz, zb, fidz, luqi, saufi, afi and me) gathered at simpang bedok around 5pm to have our lunch-dinner. it was like our 'last' outing this year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to taufik's house to pray maghrib and then we went to changi airport (or changi airpart by someone XD) for some reasons. we planned to sit at the viewing mall in T2  and have an 'emo' session or catching up with each other. but..... jeng jeng jeng. the viewing mall was undergoing a facelift. ): so we head down to McCafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we combined 2 tables together and tried to catch up with each others lives. but we ended up playing truth or truth coz it was the best way to know more about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we digged out each others secret like free! hehe. it was so not like our 'last' outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we camwhored like free. from simpang to McCafe to toilet to the escalator to the airport bus stop. we were so depo that we even ran up an escalator that was going down for the sake of taking a good pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think life is just too short! like it was just yesterday i entered VS. it was fated that i met this set of friends. the best set of friends i ever had. i dont want to think of the day when we go separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, we are planning to create a facebook group so that we can keep in touch and organise outings. ouh! and some ppl are still itching to go to OCH. so maybe we can still go night cycling together? and fik, zb and me are planning to go jamming and then perform at esplanade! that will take some time and that means we will still see each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am grateful to have these  friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;man! i feel like i'm waiting too long. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1238830769199199523?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1238830769199199523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/emo-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1238830769199199523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1238830769199199523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/emo-session.html' title='&apos;emo&apos; session'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-250612085715232352</id><published>2009-12-28T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:00:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary.</title><content type='html'>I'm quite lazy recently. Too lazy to blog. XD. Hence, I shall summarise everything. From my trip to indon to night cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed in Jakarta at 7.05pm (GMT +7.00). Took an hour ride to Bekasi, my uncle's house. We stayed there so we didnt really experience the city life in Jakarta. I ate 'torpedo' (ask me personally if you want to know what it is). It was the weirdest food I ever tried. But it taste good. XD. I did some shopping and got 3 shirts, a pair of shoes, a belt and a wallet. Ouh! I did something illegal! I rode a motorcycle! We went to a water theme park called Water Boom! Had a blast there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned on 21 dec. Landed at 10.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realised that my friends wana go night cycling. So i begged my mum for 3 days so that i could join them. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on thursday night (malam jumaat), Azmi, Ziyad, Hafidz, Taufik, Haziq, Farhan, Saufi, Luqman, Afi, Izzat, Dzafir and me went cycling. We cycled from east coast to changi to pasir ris to bedok reservoir to east coast. Cool huh? Not really. Things get worse when we reach sealand road in changi. Go find out where that place is. But we survived through the night together. Taking turns leading each other. And thats why we call ourselves, A PACK OF WOLVES! It was really a thrilling night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to sleep. My cousins from TP are here! More chances of going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing my blogskin and delete the tagboard coz i think its a waste of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, someone better reply. Coz i'm still waiting. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-250612085715232352?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/250612085715232352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/250612085715232352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/250612085715232352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/summary.html' title='summary.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5676770952817280122</id><published>2009-12-09T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:56:34.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see ya!</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving singapore in a few hours. Man, i'm not sure what to buy for my friends. I'm not good at gifts. Lol. I'll disappear for 12 days. I'll be missing a lot of memberz outing (if there are any.) I'll miss ymc graduation. :( Anw, have fun when i'm gone people. Enjoy ur holidays. Results are coming out very soon. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The email was sent...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5676770952817280122?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5676770952817280122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/see-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5676770952817280122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5676770952817280122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/12/see-ya.html' title='see ya!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-7344418642200977825</id><published>2009-11-30T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:16:16.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence</title><content type='html'>I love my new blog song. september by daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half the time passed away&lt;br /&gt;All the trouble that we gave&lt;br /&gt;And all those days we spent out by the lake&lt;br /&gt;Has it all gone to waste?&lt;br /&gt;All the promises we made&lt;br /&gt;One by one they vanished just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things I still remember&lt;br /&gt;Summers never looked the same&lt;br /&gt;Years go by and time just seems to fly&lt;br /&gt;But the memories remain&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of September&lt;br /&gt;We still play out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose but everything to gain&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting now how things could've been&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it all seems so clear&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to fear&lt;br /&gt;So we made our way by finding what was real&lt;br /&gt;Now the days are so long&lt;br /&gt;That summer's moving on&lt;br /&gt;Reach for something that's already gone&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things I still remember&lt;br /&gt;Summers never looked the same&lt;br /&gt;Years go by and time just seems to fly&lt;br /&gt;But the memories remain&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of September&lt;br /&gt;We still play out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose but everything to gain&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting now how things could've been&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we knew we had to lose this time&lt;br /&gt;But we never knew when, and we never knew how&lt;br /&gt;We would end up where we are&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we knew we had to leave this town&lt;br /&gt;But we never knew when, and we never knew how&lt;br /&gt;Never knew anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things I still remember&lt;br /&gt;Summers never looked the same&lt;br /&gt;Years go by and time just seems to fly&lt;br /&gt;But the memories remain&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of September&lt;br /&gt;We still play out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose but everything to gain&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting now how things could've been&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it in the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow this song reminds me of VS life. my friends. all the crazy things we did for 4 years. all the times that we wasted (e.g having fun instead of mugging.) but it was worth it in the end. there were times when there were conflicts. but we resolve it nicely in the end. i feel guilty caused there were times when i neglected my friends. there were times when i was the source of conflict. especially in 07 and 08. i hurt fidz alot in 07. i regretted some of the decisions that i've made. and i annoyed zb for 4 years. i hope he is fine with it. i've hurt a lot of people. i'm sorry friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out and have fun. i think theres a malaysia bus tour thingy :) i hope my parents allow. by the time holidays end. i'll be broke. but its worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-7344418642200977825?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/7344418642200977825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminiscence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7344418642200977825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/7344418642200977825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminiscence.html' title='reminiscence'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1504028202474421352</id><published>2009-11-22T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:08:41.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCS graduation BBQ</title><content type='html'>I love MCS man! its the best CCA ever! good teachers. good memberz. and good stuffz. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i woke up in the morning and bus-ed all the way to downtown east to meet my friends. we went to escape theme park coz there was a discount for the entrance ticket. zb joined us later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super excited man!. coz i was going to have my 1st rite on a go-kart! but our 1st stop was the haunted house. its quite lame except for the toilet part. then we took a roller coaster ride (meant for kids and we were too tall for it.) we make a lot of noise like mad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the exciting part. go-kart! i was racing with izzat, afi and saufi. haha. saufi got the red car that fik used to get 1st in his race with haziq and farhan. so we thought saufi was going to win. haha. then after a few seconds he started, the car broke down! suay-ded! there was afi, izzat and me left. somehow my car slowed down and then afi and izzat overtook me.&lt;br /&gt;the second race was worse! like seriously bad. ziyad joined us already. so zb, fik, farhan and me were in the race. we planned to wait for each other at the top of the slope and travel down the slope together. so we're bumping onto each other. at the end of the slope was a sharp turn. fik bumped into farhan's car and it swirled 180 degrees! almost did a donut. XD then taufik and i drive with one hand and we got scolded for that. haha. we are mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we took the wet and wild ride. i went solo for my 1st ride. my friends pangsei. it was good. coz i didnt get that wet as i was in front. the next one i went with saufi. we crazy sia. we sing songs along the way and try to figure out a way to prevent ourselves from getting wet. one suggestion was to jerk! XD. i told saufi to jerk coz he was at the front. but still, both of us got very wet. the water tasted yucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw farhan's friend and she was in charge of this viking thingy. we took the ride not once, not twice but thrice! coz it was so fun and we thot it was a good way to dry ourselves. we made a lot of crazy things like standing during the ride to experience the G-force and making some "vomiting" noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached fik's place around 5. and set up the BBQ stuffs. people came and the fun starts. fidz cnt make it. )= so i was in charge coz i'm the vice. lol. actually i was never in charge. why? coz mcs members don't need anyone in charge. they can discipline themselves! am i rite? azmi came and both of us knew that it was time to irritate zb. eventho we made a 'promise' not to do so until the time is rite. we played black and white to determine the imam for maghrib. haha. it was something we planned. and zb fell for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate some BBQ stuffs and went into the pool! only zb, farhan, izzat, haziq and me went to swim. the water was super cold! so we saw this lamp (in the water) and a mad convo started. and the joke lasted the whole night! i dont recommend girls to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;farhan and haziq started putting their ass on the lamp (coz it was warm) and one of us said that it was sick and nonsense. then farhan said, "its okay. for tonight, we are bi's" I think he was trying to say guys but it anded up with 'buys.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we joined the rest to play soccer! WOOH! it was my 1st time playing bare-footed and scored a goal! me and scoring a goal doesnt match. especially when i am playing with a bunch of pro's! i got a few cuts here and there but its okay. then izzat shot the ball into the bushes and it disappeared. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a ghost story telling session with cikgu. it was okay. i told them about what happens when u die. Iblis will sprinkle water on ur feet and ask u to become kafir if u want water and u will feel freaking thirsty on ur death bed that even if u drink all the water in this world, it wont quench ur thirst at all. so yeah. i feel a bit more insaf-ed when i said it myself. facing a challenge on ur death bed is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at night, the people who stayed over (zb, azmi, haziq, farhan, izzat and me) watched some paranormal videos. we got no life. XD. then taufik were trying to scare us with his nonsense jokes. so we turned on the light so thatwe could sleep. in the end fik didnt sleep cuz he was gaming all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast-ed at changi village. izzat and haziq left before breakfast. (haziq brought all my wet stuff home! XD) and on the bus, i learnt a new word, "ORE." pronounced as o-re. zb said its a general word. so i can u se it for anything. welcome to an ore world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we returned to fik's house and jumped into the pool again. azmi, fik and i played ice and water in water. XD. it was easier for ice to win man. seriously! we played 6 games and got freaking tired. my head was spinning when i got out of the pool. azmi got a new malay-ish phrase. 'sedap enak!' HAHA. we went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, afi is flying to bahrain. zb will be flying to egypt tmr night. saufi boy will have an operation tmr. a lot of things happening at once. cant keep up or back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's waiting for 9 december. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1504028202474421352?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1504028202474421352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/mcs-graduation-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1504028202474421352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1504028202474421352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/mcs-graduation-bbq.html' title='MCS graduation BBQ'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2272058219294483451</id><published>2009-11-20T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:24:37.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;almost everything in this world has its good and bad. the day was good until i received a message. man! its just difficult being me. life is more complicated than i thought! friend, u sent the message to the wrong guy. i am not the right person to know ur secrets. its not that i will tell anyone. i'll keep it. dont worry. but this thing that u told me just hurts me. i lied to u. and all of a sudden i realised that we are 'fighting' for the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2272058219294483451?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2272058219294483451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-everything-in-this-world-has-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2272058219294483451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2272058219294483451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-everything-in-this-world-has-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2124352710225303137</id><published>2009-11-20T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:59:58.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>I went to the airport for 2 days consecutively. XD. The airport brings back a lot of memories. The Memberz like to hang around there. Sending people off. Celebrated many things at swensens T2 (after dikir barat last year and after we won the debate competition!) Ouh! They are upgrading T1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying the holidays! I opened up my electric guitar just to see what's inside. That thing below looks familiar rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/SwYETYNUkBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ugxrR4XecxI/s1600/17112009834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406013133667209234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/SwYETYNUkBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ugxrR4XecxI/s400/17112009834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to bugis with fidz and dzafir. we went to bras basah complex after they shopped at bugis street. man! i saw a strat-like bridge which costs only $20.50. feels like buying it and replace my nonsense bridge. And i kinda complete Seize The Day solo. but its still not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets move on to fire red! HAHA. i have all 3 starters and all 3 legendary birds. i just need to beat the elite four which doesnt seem to be necessary anymore. XD. Its a bit outdated. People are playing heart gold and soul silver and i'm still stuck with fire red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have a lot of things to do during the hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday fidz, dzafir and me when to see cikgu Mar @ shaw house after shopping. we discussed about the MCS BBQ on saturday! ouh! Cikgu Mar is moving! but she is going to put up "no wisnuh allowed" signs around her house caused i messed up her room last year. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! we decided to order a lot of nice food for bbq! then dzafir came up with a few mat word like terple-odd. cikgu said its like something that is a bit cacat or retarded. lol. then i told her that its more like terplecok in an odd position. XD .Nvm. Mat words are not meant to be memorised. so we took a cab with cikgu to tampines. haha. made a lot of noise in the cab. its ok. coz the driver didnt mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i'm going out with waz to suntec to look for laptops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh! hanis and i have created the bermuda triangle club! (btc) and fidz is our 1st member! we are going to make a pau restaurant too! this is how it started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10:40 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;oh!what did you guys do?? o.o&lt;br /&gt;(10:41 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;fine dining&lt;br /&gt;(10:41 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;xD HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG&lt;br /&gt;i thought that was hilariou xD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;(10:42 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;(10:43 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;eh stop being summoned by ur mumsy XD&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH tskidk?!the thought of a bunch of boys FINE dining xD&lt;br /&gt;omg. xD&lt;br /&gt;and you said it so srsly&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;fine ah&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;typed.XD&lt;br /&gt;sorryyyyyy laXD&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;no concert no nothing ah??&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we did the concert&lt;br /&gt;like live performance&lt;br /&gt;(10:45 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;so cool so cool&lt;br /&gt;what did you wearxD XD&lt;br /&gt;hehee&lt;br /&gt;(10:45 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;long black pants&lt;br /&gt;black with white stripes top&lt;br /&gt;and a white tieand black shoes&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;cooliosss&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;so what are u going to wear?&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;with your ahem WHITE SPECS?XD&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i ttly started the trend man&lt;br /&gt;proud of me.xD HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yeah watever&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i bought it coz&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;COSYOU THOUGHT IT LOOKED GOOD ON ME&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the black specs i ordered a bit cacat&lt;br /&gt;NOP!&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i think it looks better on me&lt;br /&gt;(10:48 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;eh how come everyone is daoing me?&lt;br /&gt;(10:48 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;awww poor babyyy ~~&lt;br /&gt;(10:48 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(10:48 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;nope on eme&lt;br /&gt;i insist.but anyway you cn have your white specs all you want ah&lt;br /&gt;next year i want puprlexD&lt;br /&gt;*purple&lt;br /&gt;(10:48 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;i got purple before!&lt;br /&gt;but it broke&lt;br /&gt;(10:49 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH HIGH FIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;but i want the plastic kind, know?&lt;br /&gt;(10:49 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yes]that was the one that broke&lt;br /&gt;(10:50 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;oh! hahah damn alamak then i must get sth else&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINAL MANZXxD&lt;br /&gt;(10:50 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;shit im damn high i dont even know what im doing xD&lt;br /&gt;(10:50 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;like transparent&lt;br /&gt;(10:50 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA EE DOWWAN waiit like lab gogglesD:&lt;br /&gt;(10:50 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;(10:51 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;eh maybe leh&lt;br /&gt;shld start a fashion statement xD&lt;br /&gt;LAB GOGGLES YAYY&lt;br /&gt;(10:51 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;u start ah&lt;br /&gt;then i will make it happen&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;then we'll ttly be interviewed by like VOGUE and like SEVENTEEN&lt;br /&gt;AND WE&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;coz it takes 2&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE FAMOUSSSSSS WHOOTSTHEN WE CAN GET LOTS OF MONEY&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE'LL GET A YATCH&lt;br /&gt;AND SAIL TO ATLANTIS&lt;br /&gt;(10:52 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;wat u want to do there?&lt;br /&gt;eh wait&lt;br /&gt;(10:53 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;a yactch cnt even sail that far!&lt;br /&gt;(10:54 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE'RE RICH RMB we can do whatever we want&lt;br /&gt;build a longer lasting yatch la!!&lt;br /&gt;(10:54 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay lor&lt;br /&gt;i wana go to bermuda triangle!&lt;br /&gt;(10:54 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YAY lets name it&lt;br /&gt;OH KAY&lt;br /&gt;eh but then what if we disappear&lt;br /&gt;then all our money will go to other ppl&lt;br /&gt;(10:55 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;CANNOOOOOTTTT&lt;br /&gt;(10:55 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then we bring our money&lt;br /&gt;(10:55 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then we buy things from another world&lt;br /&gt;(10:56 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHAT IF THEY USE DIFFERENT CURRENCY&lt;br /&gt;that would be tragicD:&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be poor!&lt;br /&gt;oh no D:&lt;br /&gt;(10:56 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then we make another trend!&lt;br /&gt;(10:56 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAY THATGREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE&lt;br /&gt;HIGH FIVE FRIENDXD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;(10:57 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HI %5&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;but fools rarely differ&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;(10:57 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;but we're the great minds think alike type&lt;br /&gt;DUH&lt;br /&gt;look at us man&lt;br /&gt;(10:58 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay lor!&lt;br /&gt;(10:58 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;(10:58 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;IF U SAY SO!&lt;br /&gt;(10:58 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;we shld write a book&lt;br /&gt;(10:59 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;of ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;(10:59 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;WHITE SPECS - THE KEY TO SUCCESSCOOL KAN KAN KANAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(10:59 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;white specs and lab goggles!&lt;br /&gt;(11:00 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;thenhow are we going to distribute the books?&lt;br /&gt;(11:00 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we are in another world rite?&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.uhhh&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;im sure if got a hole in thheres a hole out right?&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;FIND THE HOLE!&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i bet ppl cant come out cos maybe the hole too small?&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;then we make our book small also lah!&lt;br /&gt;ya ya ya1&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;(11:01 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAHAH SO RUBBISH~~&lt;br /&gt;(11:02 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;(11:02 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i think its the best thrash ever!&lt;br /&gt;(11:03 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YES YAY US&lt;br /&gt;(11:03 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE ROCKING DUO!&lt;br /&gt;(11:04 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;are u as nonsense as ever?&lt;br /&gt;(11:04 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;are YOU as nonsense as ever?&lt;br /&gt;YESWEARE*cheers*xD HAHAomg. xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:05 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;thats kool!&lt;br /&gt;(11:05 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how far we can take this&lt;br /&gt;cos im running out of ideas xD HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;(11:05 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;ideas dont run man!&lt;br /&gt;they are in ur head!&lt;br /&gt;(11:06 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I TOLD YOU THEY WERE RUNNING IN MY HEAD?? GASSPPP&lt;br /&gt;(11:06 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then they will be killing ur brain cells by now&lt;br /&gt;ouh no!&lt;br /&gt;(11:07 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then wat will happen to our great minds?&lt;br /&gt;(11:07 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;no see they are running to work the ENGINES in our minds&lt;br /&gt;thats why we're so great!&lt;br /&gt;ting~&lt;br /&gt;(11:08 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;wat?&lt;br /&gt;(11:08 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;(11:08 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;forced labour?&lt;br /&gt;thats so badwe make ideas work for us&lt;br /&gt;(11:08 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;no see BECAUSE we are so great, they WANT to work for us. not our fault what we forced nobody. THEN as a result we get GREATER and GREATER&lt;br /&gt;and our ideas work HARDER and HARDER&lt;br /&gt;(11:09 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;OUH!&lt;br /&gt;(11:09 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;and its a vicious cycle of awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;SEE&lt;br /&gt;brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;(11:09 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;so its voluntarily!&lt;br /&gt;(11:09 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:09 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;thats like positive feedback!&lt;br /&gt;so do u feel ideas running again?&lt;br /&gt;(11:11 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i think they take break ah&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;yours?&lt;br /&gt;(11:11 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;mind, some haviing recess&lt;br /&gt;(11:11 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;alamak see lawe dont force they happily take breaksighh&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;must force!how?&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we cut their salary ah?&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;but then it was voluntary in the first place so we never paid them what rmb!&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;then we need to give motivation!&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;COME LETS PREPARE A RARA SPEECH&lt;br /&gt;you're good at these things right your school xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Hanis =D Class of 2009 (: has changed his/her status to Busy&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;eh wana freak sarah faduhah?&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Hanis =D Class of 2009 (: has changed his/her status to Away&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;SET&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i invite&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this part is where the pau restaurant thingy starts and fidz became our 1st member! and we were trying to freak sarah f out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HULLOP!&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;LOP LOP!LIKE LOLLIPOP.&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;!?!&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;anyway sarah, wisnuh is angry at you.thats why he's in this convo&lt;br /&gt;(11:12 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;fidz is!&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;we need to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;okay for a moment i thought it's your brother!!&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i am fidz brother alrite&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;ya like duh&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wisnuh saw you that day&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;as in haziq lah&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;with some angmoh guy&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;your younger brother&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA YEAH YEAH FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;(11:13 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;oi!&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry lah&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i know you are bro.&lt;br /&gt;i feel you&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;what's up man seriously you guys are so weirdddd&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;call us weird summore&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wisnuh thinks you look like the asian beyonce&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lets talk like a man!&lt;br /&gt;(11:14 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i said talk like a man&lt;br /&gt;not beyonce!&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE SINGLE LADIES.&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;like ohkohohohohohhhohhhohh&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was added to the conversation. Handwriting is supported only with people on your contact list.&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;oh hello emma&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;HI HANIS&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HI FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;HAFIDZHIN YOU OWE ME MONEY BTW&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;oh didnt you hear?&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;she is angry!&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;OH YA&lt;br /&gt;(11:15 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;emma diedD:&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;WHY!&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Hanis =D Class of 2009 (: has changed his/her status to Busy&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;ouh!emma died?thats so sad?&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;awesome&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;eh fidz and i angry ah&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;rarwrr.&lt;br /&gt;(11:16 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;can we settle this?&lt;br /&gt;hanis&lt;br /&gt;i know u can feel it&lt;br /&gt;(11:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Hanis =D Class of 2009 (: has changed his/her status to Away&lt;br /&gt;(11:17 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i think i like to do this&lt;br /&gt;(11:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;You have just sent a nudge.&lt;br /&gt;(11:18 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;oh like ONE LOVE,for the mother's pride, one love&lt;br /&gt;(11:18 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;(11:18 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;why one only?&lt;br /&gt;(11:18 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;cause there's only one heart in our body la gundu&lt;br /&gt;(11:18 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;eh basket&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;how to love in multiples?! you tell me hoe&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i have a great mind okay!&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;how*unless you're saraj&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;2 timing ah&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH SARAJJJ&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so indian&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;IM CONFUZZLED&lt;br /&gt;you are strange strange creatures&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;jus get along&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;don't bother hanis&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;I'LL LIVE HAPPILY IN MY BERMUDA TRIANLE*GYAYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;this is where ppl get crazy!&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;wiisnuh i close the portal from you&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;but then triangle is so small.&lt;br /&gt;(11:19 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ya!&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;like restricted.&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;thats why i close~&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;DUHHH&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;u cant escape!&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. then how to open?&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;its for TRES KOO PPL ONLY&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO ESCAPE FOR WHAT&lt;br /&gt;i'll live happily with my gajabazillions of dollars from lab goggles&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;you guys interested to buy?&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;ouh ya&lt;br /&gt;and our white specs!&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;sarah?YA YA&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;she is angry!&lt;br /&gt;(11:20 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;you'll get all the boys you want&lt;br /&gt;ITS AN INSTANT MAGNET&lt;br /&gt;WHAIIII&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;oooo&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;anger is Not good, not goo at all&lt;br /&gt;come i make you happy&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha GOO.&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;alamak&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;like GOOGLE&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i lost my happy emoticon.&lt;br /&gt;oh well xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;let the happines begin&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH CAN&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN JOIN OUR BERMUDA TRIANGLE CLUB&lt;br /&gt;and make lots of money with us!&lt;br /&gt;EH WAIT&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;BTC good. xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the BERMUDA TRIANGLE!&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah has left the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;omg sarah left xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:21 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha we did it&lt;br /&gt;we freaked her out&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;we did it, we did it Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;now we team up&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;noweeseemoh, we did it, datadadaadadada xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;dora the explorer&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;ok setYAY YOU KNOW THE SONG*happy*]&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;ppl always give me strange looks ):&lt;br /&gt;deprived kids.&lt;br /&gt;(11:22 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;coz we are the btc!&lt;br /&gt;hafidz is a new member!&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;lets sing the ANTHEM!&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;he needs to wear a white specs!&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;BTC WE SERVE YOU NOW&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;like we serve pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;(i dont like looking dumb so i shall put my question in brackets. what btc? xD)&lt;br /&gt;TAU SAR PAU!&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;bermuda triangle club&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i love paus i think theyre the cutest food in the world&lt;br /&gt;(11:23 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;OH I TOTALY KNEW THAT MAN&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;i agree!&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;aunty pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up i want my children to look like paus&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;paus are whales&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;no wait later they fat D:&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;WHY CANNOT AH&lt;br /&gt;WHALE PAU&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay lor&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i thought its spelt as PAO?&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;you dont want DONE&lt;br /&gt;really ah&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;like PAO PAO?&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we make the whale pau restaurant&lt;br /&gt;(11:24 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;alah pao pau potayto potahtoxD&lt;br /&gt;EH BUT CANNOT&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the whale caught from bermuda!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;WHALES ARE GONNA BE EXTINCT cos of all the mean jap ppl D:&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;ohya. so saddd.&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;DONT EAT WHALE FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we will clone whales!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;OMG GOOD IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the real one will be free&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;eh then we can make more money to add to our btc fund ~~ BRILLIANCE.&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the clones will be paus!&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;xD hahahhahahaha omg.&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL BE THE RICH TRIO!&lt;br /&gt;(11:25 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH THE REAL ONE CANNOT BE FREE NO NO NO&lt;br /&gt;what kind of business man are you helloowwww&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;hanis will be the president&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;we have to auction&lt;br /&gt;EH CHOPE DOWWAN&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i just want to talk a lot and not do anything&lt;br /&gt;oh ya hor president laxD&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i become vice&lt;br /&gt;fidzhin work!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i become secretary xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;but then clone need $$$&lt;br /&gt;(11:26 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;secretary in a restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;can lahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine WAITER&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we have our BTC funds!&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;then i can teach you the cool&lt;br /&gt;ttm waiter dance&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;from white specs and lab goggles&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;cooltt,?&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;cooltt,&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;mCOOL TO THE MAX&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;haiyah suaku lah you sigh&lt;br /&gt;we need retraining, vice president&lt;br /&gt;PRONTO&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;(11:27 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;do i have to dress like a pau when i serve?&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;nop!&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;why! i want to be cherry pau.&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;choose either white specs or goggles!&lt;br /&gt;then choose ur favourite pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i think blindfod ah xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay lor!&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;EH but we need code names.xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;OH YES YES&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;I'm cherry pau pau&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;WHO!&lt;br /&gt;(11:28 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH i can make cherry pau costume NO CANNOT CHERRY PAU&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;can!why?&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;EH NO! cherry pau sounds so CHINA&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL LOOK LIKE A GIANT TOMATO!&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;OUR RIVAL COMPANY HELLOOWWWW&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;then they'll sue us for stealing their concept&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the our pau must be blue&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;then our company will die in tragedy!&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;the deep blu whale pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;ya ya fidzhin you blueberry pau can anot?ah that one also can!&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;later like mangosteen!&lt;br /&gt;(11:29 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;PURPUR!&lt;br /&gt;(11:30 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;so how?how are we going to advertise?letters? posters?&lt;br /&gt;(11:30 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;wait lah, where's the code name!&lt;br /&gt;(11:30 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;ouhi am CHICKEN PAU!&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;so classic.&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;THEN ME THEN ME EH&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;how bout banana pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of anything!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA BANANA PAU&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;jellyfish pau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;eh you'll look like giant pimple with nana D:&lt;br /&gt;eeeee&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;COW PAU!&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;EH COOL&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;thats cool!&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDE LIKE KAPOW&lt;br /&gt;garang naaaiiiseee&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yae&lt;br /&gt;(11:31 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;YAY OKAYSO&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;PAUer ranger&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;OMG YAAAASO PAUerrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM)&lt;br /&gt;hafidz has changed his/her personal message to "COW PAU"&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;president cow pow, vice chicken pau and waiter cherry pau pau YAY OUR MOTTO!PAUUEEEEERRRR&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;PAUer ranger&lt;br /&gt;our restaurant name&lt;br /&gt;(11:32 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;eeeso unglam.&lt;br /&gt;must sound more posh..&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;pepau!&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;eh looks like imbuhanxD&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;MARI KITA BERPEPAUAN&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i think more spice to it ah, become PEPAUXXX&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;ANTHEM!&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;pepau bawah luruh pepau atas jangan gelak&lt;br /&gt;(11:33 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAOMG!&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;PAUER&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED SECRET PASSWORD&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;we are getting rich&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;takkan pepau bersarang rendah jikalau tiada PAUNYE!&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;thats our password&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;omg XD sebab PAU dikenal Pepaunye!&lt;br /&gt;(11:34 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;SO SUSAHHHHHHHHHHH~~~&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;PEPAU PEKAK MAKAN BERHUJAN EASIER&lt;br /&gt;THEN CAN HAVE ACTIONS SKALI&lt;br /&gt;SET?&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i agrre&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;can lah xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;actions?&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;k come everybody do with me&lt;br /&gt;(11:35 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;must have RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;1) stretch your fingers out and tingle them, like rain&lt;br /&gt;2) then place your hands over your ears&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing it&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;me too xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;3) kowtow three times like how birds pecking at the groundvery good, comrades&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;president cowpau is proud of you ^^&lt;br /&gt;(11:36 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;BONUS!!&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;goodnow vice chicken pau needs to go&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;i have urgent meetings&lt;br /&gt;lo&lt;br /&gt;lokay&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;okay lah i need to eat xD&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;goodnite&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;i shall post this up on my blog xD&lt;br /&gt;thanks pau peeps&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;(11:37 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA YAYY XD&lt;br /&gt;bye friends!&lt;br /&gt;(11:38 PM) hafidz:&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;br /&gt;(11:38 PM) wisnuh:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;(11:38 PM) Hanis =D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. that was super fun! and i'm enjoying this holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ITS OVER! On 13 November 2009 9.00 am, we heard the last "pens down." And it feels so exciting that i was giggling to myself for at least half an hour before that happened! we did VS cheer in the hall! people were screaming like girls! we cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate that awesomezzzxzxx day, some of the prefects and i went to sleep over @ zb's house that night. some of us dota-ed all night. the rest talk crap and digged out each others secret. we played truth pr truth. there were many things that were revealed. some were unexpected, the rest were......... haiz. i felt like saying, "i knew that all along!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine sleeping at 7.30 am and waking up at 8.30am! we had prata for breakfast! its so nice man! then watch TV and played games the next day. and we had a discussion on the constellation gemini. it was really interesting. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man! i just got info from Waz that i missed kian chiong's party. i really thought they were joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azmi and i were the last to leave. we wanted to leave at 4.30 but ended up leaving at 6.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh azmi, lets leave now.&lt;br /&gt;azmi: okay&lt;br /&gt;ziyad: before u guys leave do u want something to eat. like MAGGI?&lt;br /&gt;azmi and i exchanged looks. XD&lt;br /&gt;me: i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;azmi: haha. okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that' how we ended up leaving at 6.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm at home. so boring. at least i can play fire red. i need to find a way to get all 3 starter pokemons. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres alot of things i wana do. jus dunno which one to start with.&lt;br /&gt;-repair my electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;-get some gundam parts&lt;br /&gt;-paint my zinc bag (the black parts are fading!)&lt;br /&gt;-read harry potter and artemis fowl&lt;br /&gt;-complete the qur'an once more&lt;br /&gt;-play games (fire red!)&lt;br /&gt;-create games&lt;br /&gt;-exercise (i'm getting fat!)&lt;br /&gt;-play GUITAR!&lt;br /&gt;-jamming&lt;br /&gt;-cycling&lt;br /&gt;-there are a few other things which i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling uneasy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like a coward. I need to say it. But i dont know how. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4397720815294934517?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4397720815294934517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4397720815294934517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4397720815294934517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/11/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!!!!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-265809459637511839</id><published>2009-10-13T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:01:21.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2210a706826af6e7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb_nFrBOjQZF5euatBwYN8Dgx31eh2pTBwvrww3RvBXlIKTcbe9yZgjxHYif-qjZFC7w8ntu5aYx58bgN58Ho6DOuZmUqYYeGV_ml9NPQ9eek6kjritccSF4WtSCZoh3Nixbx6IZqQoJ6wl27eT4vzHhcp7CjCKqcFWmJXLnWr13F_AdAqcbHGDcObhb7RQ8Pecn6-BPJ0JSyrU1zuhj20g-%26sigh%3D9Dz8VYPOzto9DDuIqOh2nLiVmHw%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2210a706826af6e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DiUW21WFDccUQvnot3XFqlEMzwTA&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb_nFrBOjQZF5euatBwYN8Dgx31eh2pTBwvrww3RvBXlIKTcbe9yZgjxHYif-qjZFC7w8ntu5aYx58bgN58Ho6DOuZmUqYYeGV_ml9NPQ9eek6kjritccSF4WtSCZoh3Nixbx6IZqQoJ6wl27eT4vzHhcp7CjCKqcFWmJXLnWr13F_AdAqcbHGDcObhb7RQ8Pecn6-BPJ0JSyrU1zuhj20g-%26sigh%3D9Dz8VYPOzto9DDuIqOh2nLiVmHw%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2210a706826af6e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DiUW21WFDccUQvnot3XFqlEMzwTA&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="rtsp://rtsp-youtube.l.google.com/video.3gp?app=blogger&amp;amp;fmt=13&amp;amp;cid=2210a706826af6e7" type="video/3gpp"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="266" alt="video" src="http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app=blogger&amp;amp;contentid=2210a706826af6e7&amp;amp;offsetms=5000&amp;amp;itag=w320&amp;amp;sigh=iUW21WFDccUQvnot3XFqlEMzwTA" class="BLOG_mobile_video_class" id="BLOG_mobile_video-2210a706826af6e7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cope this from afi's blog! anw, farhan's party yesterday was fun! haha. he has turned 16! fawwaz is the only one left in the gang! HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-265809459637511839?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/265809459637511839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cope-this-from-afis-blog-anw-farhans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/265809459637511839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/265809459637511839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cope-this-from-afis-blog-anw-farhans.html' title=''/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8481600075623846123</id><published>2009-10-10T23:14:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:17:35.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grad nite 09.</title><content type='html'>i didnt get to add this picture last night. Look at all those things. I didnt have any medals or trophies from the school. But all i knew is that my teachers and friends really cared about me. Jus look at everything that i got from the 4 years in VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/StNHizfRSXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3I9IYRgsItU/s1600-h/11102009755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/StNHizfRSXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3I9IYRgsItU/s400/11102009755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731842155104626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in the morning to see if the 'key' was ready. Heh. Lol. Then i jus pack everything that i need and went to school, in bumblebee PE shirt, jeans and slippers(capal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met some sec 2s wishing me 'happy graduation.' I said thanks with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met quinn in the PB room. He was about to play zb's guitar when he asked me to teach him some guitar chords. XD. We waited for the rest to come. Zb came with the frame. We went to the D&amp;T room to fix the cohort gift for mr low. A new record! Cohort gift done in 24 hours! Beat that, class of 2010! XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rehearsed Never Gone. Made some last minute changes. Haha. It really made the guitarists look cool. =P. Went to pray then took a cab to return to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're kinda late so zb, endy and i changed into our formal stuffs straight away. Attended the O levels briefing. Man! It was draggy and long. Ate up the time we need to get ready and rehearse one last time. In the end i didnt even style my hair properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bing yu and me rehearsed at the backstage. There were a few changes that confused me, such as invitin mr anith to give out the prizes, that i forgot one whole paragraph from my script. But i think it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backstage boys! We performed Never Gone. At first Zb, endy and me carried stools and we looked like backstage crews. The audience started going 'woah' when we took our guitars and started playing. Zb, the lead vocal (cool!) and guitar, endy, the second guitarist, me, the third guitarist. Andres, bih yau, bing yi, fu zhi, haafiz and quinn were the singers. I really think it was a great performance guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Victorian Anthem! Performed by 3 members from the VSCB. They made the Anthem sound really nice. After the Anthem, i joined the student leaders at the back to do the cheer. I started crying at 'hey guys move it on VS gonna take you on!' This line really reminds me of my sec 1 days and all the preparations for the O levels. I have to do VS proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Shy was giving out hml class photos. I got mine. And i cried really hard when i saw what she wrote at the back of the picture. It was really touching. I'll give my best for hml cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the hall for our dinner. It was fine dining VS style. Haha. We had camwhoring session in between the soup and the main course. Camwhored with a lot of people. Took pictures with mr low, mr ng, miss ho (the boss), mr khoo and cikgu Shy. I regret not taking pictures with cikgu mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the desert and everything else, we did another set of VS cheer. Everyone became crazy. It was a set of VS cheer unlike any other. Then we sang the Victorian Anthem again. For the third and the last time on that night, i cried again while singing the Anthem. There was no band or music to accompany us. Just our voices. It was more meaningful. One of the last time i'll sing the Anthem with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Afi's birthday! So we went down to throw Afi into the pond. Haha. Waz, me, fidz and izzat and some other memberz dance around while Afi struggled to break free. Anw, afi, you were in the pond for quite a long time. How many fish friends did u make? XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zb and azmi were playing the guitar in the PB room. Endy and I joined them and played soaring high. One of the most meaningful songs i heard. Student leaders, i want the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door. Even with zb's skills and a modified key, the door won't open. There goes our heavenly walk. It was our grad night dream for 2 years. I guess the other batches also had no other choice but to keep on knocking on heaven's door. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zb, azmi, endy and me packed our stuffs coz we're going home. Some of the memberz did the 1st 'Victorian Splash.' It was merely jumping into the pond voluntarily. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really an awesome night to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Emma Gang (zb, fidz, fik &amp; waz). It was really a privilege to meet u guys in sec 1H (met fidz in rimary 2). U guys changed my life. Really. I didnt know there are people like u guys until i met u guys. The nonsense we had, the fame we gained, will always stay with me. Remember in sec 1, we said, 'make way for the emma gang' and people starting making spaces for the 5 of us to sit? Those were great times. Keep in touch even if we go on different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Memberz Inc.(zb, fidz, fik, waz, luqman, saufi, farhan, haziq, afi, izzat, hamzah.) we were formed when someone asked for a tissue in the bus on our way to nowhere after X-Country 2008. Then i said,'memberz, got tissue?' xD. I didnt know we would became so close after that. 1.5 years of funny nonsense. That includes mocking each other. XD. U guys are the boomz! XD. Even though we have a big membership, keep in touch. Remember, we need to buy fik a motorcycle when he gets his licence. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the PB guys (zb, fidz, azmi, quinn, damien, haafiz, andres, dzafir, bing yu, endy). Thanks for letting me slack in the PB room once in awhile even if i'm not a prefect. U guys are a bunch of fun ppl. Sorry if i caused trouble for u guys in sec 1 and 2. Those days, i'm quite rebellious. Anw, u guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Satria Victoria (zb, luqman, brian, billy) make sure we keep in touch even when we separate. (pray hard we are not rivals in some debate competition. XD) But with the victorian spirit in our hearts, we will always be Satria Victoria. Rock on guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the teachers (mainly cikgu shy, cikgu mar, miss ho, mr ng) thank you. I will not forget whatever that you gave me. Be it knowledge, postcards, or just memories. I will remember you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever replace the pride of being a Victorian. None. Not even being in Cambridge. We do not return to you Mother. Because we never really left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8481600075623846123?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8481600075623846123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/10/grad-nite-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8481600075623846123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8481600075623846123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/10/grad-nite-09.html' title='grad nite 09.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/StNHizfRSXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3I9IYRgsItU/s72-c/11102009755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1155391993957013277</id><published>2009-09-27T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:35:57.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMBAL! XD</title><content type='html'>we'll talk some depressing things first. i got 12 for my L1R5. that means no improvement. and thats after moderation! which means i worse than my prelim 1. what have i been doing for the last 4 months? how am i supposed to achieve my goal? i came to a decision that this will be my last post until O' LEVELS is over. and thats like 28+18=46 days. i wont be turning on the computer any more. everything will be done thru my phone. and fortunately, there is another mock exam. i'm quite relieved. there are still some opportunities to improve.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now we'll talk about fun stuff! like crazy fun stuff! and thats raya '09. yesterday we went to haziq's house 1st. met taufik, hamzah, afi (mat tempang, man of the day!), izzat, fawwaz, luqman and of course haziq. ouh! and we found out that haziq is going to have a new brother-in-law! haha. there goes hamzah's dreams. nah joking. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next we went to huda's house! we wasted a lot of time on the way there coz farhan told us that we can only be there at1.38 pm. like waaat? so we followed his instructions and was directed by haziq, the waste-time king. in the end we reached huda's place at 2.30pm. XD. but there was another reason why we arrived there so late. we were led by taufik. he led us to the wrong block. so we took the lift turn right, walk straight all the way. and shouted farhan's name along the corridor. haha. like some noob sia. then we realised we are at the wrong block. so we went down and walked to the next block. the correct one. then got some mat guitar sitting at the void deck. he sang to us some vulgar song. what a disgrace. he don't deserve to own that guitar man. at last, we reached huda's house. we ate and we prayed and we met farhan, saufi, ziyad and of course huda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our next destination, cikgu mar's house. hamzah left us coz he had to follow his family. we planned to mess up her room like last year but in the end she didnt even allow us to enter her room. then on the way to cikgu's house, afi said something. jus one word. bertukar! XD. haha. someone like gransazer Malay version. met alot of people at cikgu's open house. same procedure, we ate at the staircase. XD. we didnt spend a lot of time there coz haziq needs to go off for some reason. ouh good news! cikgu mar is going to mark O's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we decided to go to ziyad's house. we spent the most time there. coz its our headquarters since sec 1. then haziq(4B) came with his gang. they are quite a funny bunch of people.`i was about to learn wonderboy with ziyad when they thought we are going to perform some concert for them. lol. in the end i didnt get to learn the whole song. but we performed for them. haha. long time since we performed together. we decided to go to baizurah's house and dragged those who never met baiz before. the reason: baiz's brother is our ex head prefect, firdaus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we headed to the red blocks.  baiz's house was so fun man. haha. the last time we went there was sec 1. and thats where i found a spacious toilet. XD we had our dinner there. ouh we met firdus too! he was a good host man! unlike me. zb knows why. and once again i'm sorry man. i'll try to be a better host next time. taufik and fawwaz did the same lame competition last year. this time it was grapes. we took a group photo at baiz's house and left. ouh. saufi caught mewtwo using ultra ball! he is officially a pokemon master now. then fawwaz wanted to name mewtwo, muthu but spelled it as mu2u. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was the end of last night. mug hard for physics and english tests tmr ppl. good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1155391993957013277?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1155391993957013277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/sambal-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1155391993957013277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1155391993957013277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/sambal-xd.html' title='SAMBAL! XD'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8636064502801239746</id><published>2009-09-19T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:21:08.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, there was school as per normal. Results were quite atrocious for chem and malay. Chem B3. Lets not talk about malay paper 1. According to cikgu, my compo didnt fit the question. In other words, out of point. And i am quite depressed now. I've always depended on HML for my L1. Bio was okay. I hope physics is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for friday prayers then stayed in the mosque with fidz and zb till the rain stopped. Fidz went of early.  Then I was told that I can only go home at 5pm coz my mum is going out and I dont have the house key. So zb and me decided that we should return to school after flipping a coin. Haha. I did some maths and zb did some maths too and also read the 5-years series. Then we played the piano. We planned to learn the piano and some other instruments after O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Went home, prayed and slept. Woke up, buka-ed, prayed and slept again. Then things get annoying. My parents didnt wake me up. So i didnt go for terawih at the mosque. And last night was the last night of ramadhan. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of ramadhan. =( I'm going off to TP today. So if any of u guys recieve a message with +62 then its me. Tmr is hari raya. I wana apologise to all the memberz and the other muslim guys if there's anything that i've done that hurt u guys. Fik, if u see ur security guard, if he heard me calling him a 'dork' last year, tell him i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8636064502801239746?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8636064502801239746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/leaving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8636064502801239746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8636064502801239746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/leaving.html' title='leaving.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-536681030472248283</id><published>2009-09-16T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:21:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dotdotdot</title><content type='html'>to those who went for the mass buka today, i am really sorry i didn't go. please don't think that i pangsei-ed u all. I'm sorry i confirmed my attendance too early and disappointed some of u. my mum didn't allow me to go. you may think its the same old story. yeah it is. it happens every time i want to go out. so i wasn't trying to pangsei u people. and i told haziq i cant go. so that is not considered pangsei-ing rite? once again I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelim 2 ended yesterday. A maths was do-able except for 1 question. physics paper 1 was crazy. the questions were confusing and tough unlike the physics papers we did before. then the day before we had hml paper 2 and bio. both were okay. so no need elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prelim 2 yesterday, i hang out with some 'wise' people, azmi and ziyad in school. they are really wise people who love to talk crap. haha. we talked a lot! like from life to guitars to games to 'bees!' hahaha. and 'why?' ask ziyad why. i am sure he wont answer. and azmi, i'm sorry cause i poke a needle on ur neck. it took me awhile to realise it was dangerous. an unwise act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad night is coming soon. its quite sad that everything is coming to an end. what will life be like when u don't go to school any more? when u don't see ur friends any more? i know i dont deserve to talk about grad night and anything about graduation coz its me. i'm not an awesome Victorian. but i do love VS and i'll  miss going to school and have the Victorian spirit all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'levels are near. i am aiming something possible but freaking hard to get. so i must follow the schedules and mug hard. i hope my L1R5 for prelim 2 is nearer to my target. Good luck to all muggers out there. Its the final sprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not easy to be me. its not easy to put yourself in anyone's shoes. so i'm trying not to judge people any more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-536681030472248283?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/536681030472248283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/dotdotdot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/536681030472248283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/536681030472248283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/dotdotdot.html' title='dotdotdot'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3549074470190876084</id><published>2009-09-09T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:14:56.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recharge and regain!</title><content type='html'>wooh! Today was quite tense. First, it was the A maths paper. Ouh my. It was do-able but the problem with me is that i cannot think simple! And because of that i cant factorise the trigo function! Instead i expanded the function until it gets to complicated to factorise. 5 marks gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was physics. Okay. The questions were logical unlike past years papers. But there was one question about beewax. Does any1 know what was the maximum mass of beewax? I think the whole question is totally lame! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go home after school coz my bro is sick at home. Need to look after him while my mum and sis need to out and buy some stuffs. Haha. In the end i fell asleep coz i was too tired while my bro used the computer. So it was like my bro who looked after me. Hahaha! So ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break fast today was super instant. The whole family except my dad who was working ate instant pizza and instant noodle. Hehe. Instant noodle is my all time favourite. Whatever the flavour is. My sis loves instant noodle too! We are maggie monsters! The pizza needs a bit more cheese. But it was still nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderboy! My current favourite track. Hehe. What is the secret of your power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to recharge and regain my energy before monday comes. Crap! I forgot what paper is on monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3549074470190876084?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3549074470190876084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/recharge-and-regain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3549074470190876084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3549074470190876084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/recharge-and-regain.html' title='recharge and regain!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8902132367579367325</id><published>2009-09-05T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:38:31.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS!</title><content type='html'>ouh my keysh! the papers for prelim 2 is so tough! 1st day, our SS paper was spammed with reliability, useful and proving question. cross reference is needed for every question. then chemistry paper 2. needless to say. we were stunned! whip-crack went his whoopy tail. and the beast was done. haha. lol. and we have english and mother tongue paper 1 the next day. english was fine. HML was arrrgh. self-explanatory. yesterday was e maths and chem paper 1. woooh. XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrite. today i met zb at the library coz he need to photocopy some history stuff. so we mugged history @ the library just now. after 'mugging' we were bored coz we got nothing to do. so zb started drawing symbols of authoritarian regimes. he drew the nazi swastika, the communist hammer and sickle and the japanese militarist flag. so i ask him what if we combined the policies of all 3 authoritarian regimes and create our own authoritarian regime? what will we call it. zb said, "Syaitani-regime!" Hahahaha! get it? it means devil's regime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i reached home i felt so hungry and tired. cant make it. need to sleep. so i abandoned all my plans to mug and slept. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try searching constant 1.618 on the youtube. watch it! the one on the kaabah! its fascinating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay done. if you realise, i am typing with a keyboard now. long time since i blogged using the keyboard. feels so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8902132367579367325?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8902132367579367325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8902132367579367325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8902132367579367325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/exams.html' title='EXAMS!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5483381814961751785</id><published>2009-08-22T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:40:12.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoid</title><content type='html'>today is the 1st day of ramadhan! It was great! I prayed subuh in the mosque. It my second time praying subuh in a mosque. The last time was in 2006. I woke up at 11 am today. Thats bad coz i overslept. And i missed RO's oral lesson at his house! Now i'm quite paranoid coz i still need help in picture discussion and convo. So i practised oral alone at home. I looked like some mad guy talking alone. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i just revived my computer. Like from nothing to something. I installed the whole XP  system alone. Thanks to the guidelines given by my cousin. And i also installed the graphics and sound system and updated the XP from service pack 1 to 3. Tedious but worthwhile. Okay. I just updated internet explorer. I wonder if i should use google chrome. Only problem now is that my processor is not supported. And its running 256 MHz only. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. I want to sleep. And happy fasting to all muslims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5483381814961751785?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5483381814961751785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/paranoid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5483381814961751785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5483381814961751785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/paranoid.html' title='paranoid'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6919293734017970261</id><published>2009-08-21T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:35:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whack him!</title><content type='html'>i know this is kinda late but happy birthday haziq! and we whacked him like free yesterday! i just got the time in school to blog. this is what i call opportunity cost. or O.C. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i became very weird after meeting someone. not like those normal weird things i do but totally weird. my knees felt very weak and i can't concentrate. like i was hallucinating. i was in the lift with one of my neighbour. i pressed the 9th-floor button and just stared into blank space. i didnt even press the close button. then my neighbour was waiting for me to press for him. i didnt do anything. XD. i felt so bad lah. he is a teacher from a neighbourhood school some more and i was wearing the VS uniform.so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard that oral was tough for the past few days. i am quite nervous now. mine is on monday next week. tomorrow i am going to RO's house. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rained just now so i'm wet now. i'm staying in this air-con rooom till i'm dry. i'm not sure whether i should follow them watch soccer or just go home. tonight is the 1st night of ramadhan and i am planning to stay at home. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll end my post here. i got no more blogging materials. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6919293734017970261?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6919293734017970261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/wack-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6919293734017970261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6919293734017970261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/wack-him.html' title='whack him!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-269623936667093722</id><published>2009-08-11T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:27:36.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recovered</title><content type='html'>i've recovered from fever. But my throat still hurts. I thought i will suffer in school just now. But school turned out fine. Ouh. A maths paper was 'tasty.' i love it. XD. Its been a long time since i completed an A maths test in time. This time i got like 15 minutes to spare after checking the scripts. Sorry. I never mean to brag but i got it where i want it now. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how anti-social i am now. Its been hard for me jus to talk with my classmates. Maybe because i hate some of them. Hope my patience lasts till grad nite. If not . . . XD. I usually talk to my close friends only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother tongue was great. It has always been that way. Jus now while cikgu was talking fidz and i came up with this nonsense picture composition 5 in 1. Maybe i'll post it in one of my random posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait. A reminder. Lesser than 10 weeks to O levels. Mr M told us to 'study like crazy' jus now. And next week is ramadhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to improve in my humans. I thought it was good enough. But again. I was complacent and the results suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i am quite happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-269623936667093722?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/269623936667093722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/recovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/269623936667093722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/269623936667093722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/recovered.html' title='recovered'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-836302025610203357</id><published>2009-08-09T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:20:35.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever.</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i came down with a fever. The highest temperature i came across today was 38.3 degrees celsius. I could have been with my friends watching fireworks. Haiz. Sorry guys. Why are my SMSes not replied? Buggers! I dont want to go to the doctor. If i see the doctor, i will get 5 days MC jus like what happened to my brother who is down with fever too. If my condition worsen, i'll only see the doctor on tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-836302025610203357?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/836302025610203357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/836302025610203357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/836302025610203357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fever.html' title='fever.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-576081388589516010</id><published>2009-08-07T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:34:55.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair!</title><content type='html'>at last! Its weekends again. And SPAs are OVER! I dont want to talk bout SPAs. Hehe. This week, a lot of nonsense things happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the title. So yesterday at 12am, somehow something struck my mind to cut my hair. At least thin the sides down. So I took a pair of scissors and started cutting my hair. I thought it will be fine. But... I realised there were bald patches. Ironically, i tried and failed this too many times before and yet i tried again. Luckily my mum is kind enough to fix some of it in the morning so its not very obvious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to bedok to fix it jus now. Sorry fidz, dzafir, and hamzah. I turned ur pizza hut lunch into dinner. Next time, if i have to choose between waiting and paying more, i'll pay more. I realised i'm not very patient. My face was so stressed up and stoinked while waiting. Everyone was looking at me. Haha. I slept while the hairstylist was cutting my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun at pizza hut. We drank the whole glass of Pepsi quickly jus to get a refill. Chicken haven was nice. We tried to get another refill but it was already 5.3?pm. Free refill ends at 5.30pm. Lol. Bill time. I suggest that all of you should look properly at the bill before paying and everyone pay equal amount. Confusion is bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are really good heartbreakers apparently. Not surprising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-576081388589516010?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/576081388589516010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/576081388589516010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/576081388589516010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hair.html' title='my hair!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-52462821052084315</id><published>2009-07-26T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:00:47.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insert title here</title><content type='html'>i'm running out of words to use as my title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been hard. Mainly because i could not see after i broke my 3 monts old white specs during PE. I bought a new one. White again. I thought of changing to black but i think i should maintain my image as the boy with white specs. It matches my zinc bag too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda burnt my thumb while i was in pizza hut yesterday. I touched the hot plate with bake rice in it even after the waitress told me it was hot. And this is the second time i touched something hot in a restaurant. Heh. Looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while waiting for asar, zb, fidz, dzafir and me played detective and murderer evolution using our ez-links and handphone. Haha. People thought we're weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After asar we watched HP6 with andres. I wasnt very satisfied with the movie. Many important scenes were cut out from the movie such as the fighting at hogwarts and dumbledore's funeral. But at least we could see Emma! She's pretty okay. Sadly not the whole emma gang was there. Only 3. And the movie was hilarious. For those who were there, u should know what this means. &lt; R+L 3. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ndp preview just now. It was fine. I brought books along to mug. Mugging knows no boundaries. While people were cheering loudly, i was reading the SS textbook. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-52462821052084315?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/52462821052084315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/insert-title-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/52462821052084315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/52462821052084315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/insert-title-here.html' title='insert title here'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1055493565922334018</id><published>2009-07-19T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:25:01.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>in conclusion, i screwed up this whole week. Not surprising. The post before this explains further. Yesterday, the dikir barat performance was screwed up partly because of me. Today, i screwed up madrasah lesson. By talking. It seems like i am the ultimate trouble maker now. Who knows wat i will do tomorrow. I burn buildings? I get into a fight? Or maybe i'll jump in for a swim in the school pond. I don't know. Some people say people change and get weirder when they are going to die. In 40 days time, if anything happens to me, its not a big surprise. I get people into trouble. I get people into danger. Wth. I think i'm autistic. And yes, i engage in self-stimulation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1055493565922334018?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1055493565922334018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1055493565922334018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1055493565922334018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5297768017920698620</id><published>2009-07-17T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:48:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk...</title><content type='html'>I think i screwed up this whole week. Lets talk about the fun part 1st. Not much. Dikir again! Never fail to cheer me up! Imagine changing the wau bulan song into a rap! Cool man! I ran around the fleksi room for fun. About 15 rounds? Cant wait for tomorrow! Performance! Speech day! Harry Potter! Emma! Hahahaha. And i drank plum juice again! It was wonderful man! 1st timers might not like it. I saw iskandar's face after drinking it. Haha. Like... Undescribable. Nice word. Saufi is the centre boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped cikgu to return her stuffs in the staff room. I saw some 'emo' magnets. Hahaha. She has a sad life. XD. Then we 31-ed all the way to tampines. Zb had to go home. So did izzat. So the rest prayed and went to macs. We played the thumb game! So fun! Cikgu came to 'save' the day. She bought us food! Alot of food! We talked crap at macs. Faris laughed until cannot maintain. He also spilled curry sauce on his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed at ghufran with fidz, dzafir and abdul hanan while the rest went home. We told hanan the meaning of BERRY! Haha. He was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tampines one after praying. Talked about isabelle. XD. I-sa-bell-e. Left fidz at tampines 1 and went home with hanan. I irritated hanan like free in the bus. He looked relieved when he alighted. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the screwed up part. On tuesday night i think, i did my usual haircut nonsense in the bus. This time the woman's friend caught me and scolded me. Crap man. If she wrote a letter to Today, i'm dead! Next, i got wired! Seriously! I have to carry this heartbeat tracking device around for 24 hours. So uncomfortable ah. And i realised that nonsense is a very vague word. It can be good or bad. But it never meant anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled my name. I've changed alot. I dont think i'm a good friend. I'm quite insensitive. I think i've hurt alot of people but i jus didnt realise it till now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5297768017920698620?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5297768017920698620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/tsk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5297768017920698620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5297768017920698620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/tsk.html' title='tsk...'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3125116667303808632</id><published>2009-07-12T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:01:16.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's like this?</title><content type='html'>phew! The whole week was pretty hectic. Teachers keep chasing after my homework. Then i have to rush. Like wth? Okay. It was partly my fault. I didnt do holiday homeworks. But they gave unreasonable amounts! Nvm. Who cares? Main aim is O' levels. 6. Jus as long as something gets into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this week was better than last week. Maybe because of the great start! Ehem! Dikir was normal. Always have some nonsense to crap up and have a good laugh. In fact, it is like a laughings session. But training is nonsense. The speech day is next week and we still cannot get our steps and beat right. I just hope everything goes well jus like last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Waz's house on thursday! Its been a long time since we went to his house and mess it up! We went there coz we had nothing to do until 4pm. Ouh we had our first maggie party at Waz's house! Not jus other maggie party, its chocolate maggie. Its his idea. As nonsense people, ziyad, me and saufi jus enjoy it. Didnt taste that great. XD. We mixed chocolate milk with orange juice! It tasted like orange milk. We screwed up ziyad's facebook! Yeah! And fawwaz has a 'new' room! A nice place to crap all day long. In the end we left at 4 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thot we were late, but we were 'early!' Yay! And guess what? The whole rsp room turned into a jamming room when i started singing no surprise. Hafidz passed me the microphone and everybody started singing along. Cool huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ziyad, fidz and me mugged in the school canteen. Hehe. Haafiz got a problem. It was really a night full of nonsense. Its like the best day of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going online late lately. As a result, i couldnt see my friends. Most of them are gone. ): And thanks haziq for the wise advice. Saved me in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i'm waiting for 6 May 2010. XD. Random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3125116667303808632?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3125116667303808632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3125116667303808632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3125116667303808632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-like-this.html' title='life&apos;s like this?'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4208516935755362442</id><published>2009-07-06T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:09:49.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party!!!</title><content type='html'>it all started when fidz sms me. When are u gonna shop for iffa's present? Then the ball started rolling. Confirmed with baizurah to meet at pasir ris interchange at 11.30am. So fidz and me decided to meet at tamp first to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at 10.10am. I was kinda late. Fidz was doing homework at macs. Hehe. Mugger! So off we went to tampines 1 to find her present. We were rushing coz we got only 1 hour. We got 2 care bears! A day bear and a night bear. I bought the day bear. Fidz got the night bear. So its a complete cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also wrote a birthday card/letter. Haha. It was in the formal letter format. Rush rush and took the train to pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach pasir ris. They were'nt there. It was already 11.50. Lol. So we went to the library to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The we received a call from baizurah. She told us to go to pasir ris park straight. Patience is a virtue. XD. So we took the bus to escape theme park and tried to walk from there. The venue was at the place where the emma gang made the craziest music video ever. Haha. The great playground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we were lost. So 2 of baizurah's friends with tudung came to 'rescue' us. Haha. We were 'crying.' And we realise that if we 'cry,' we can call the rain! Haha. And guess what? It rained very heavily. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached our destination. Not everyone was there. The birthday girl was'nt there too. So we isolated ourselves as we were the only boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, iffa arrived. She was the key to our FOOD! XD. Gave her the presents and then we became 'invisible.' Well not totally. We talked to a few girls. Met Jolene from RHYA. Haha. She pronounced mi goreng as mi greng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began to socialise and started talking to syiq-syiq aka asyiqin. Haha. Its been 3 years since we irritate her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 3 main learning points today.&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't go to an all-girls party unless you don't mind being 'invisible.'&lt;br /&gt;2) If you were told to meet at 11.30, meet 3 hours later&lt;br /&gt;3) If you were told to meet at Pasir Ris interchange, jus go straight to the location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually i still feel bad coz we didnt provide and help at all. Anw, it was still a good party. How do we know? We were full when we left the location and we had fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change topic. I kinda like having curly fringe. I look different from most boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if others feel it but being heartbroken is getting addictive. I don't know why. I just keep coming back for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4208516935755362442?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4208516935755362442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4208516935755362442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4208516935755362442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/party.html' title='party!!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4799673729555812089</id><published>2009-07-03T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:38:37.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of school</title><content type='html'>pretty much boring. went home late everyday. tired cannot do homework. sleep. except for the time i had during dikir barat practices! haha. cnt wait for 18 july! speech day then watch harry potter! since this week is pretty boring, theres nothing much to post. i jus miss my old times in VS. still so free and alive. nevermind. i wont let homeworks do this to me! haha. i miss the power of emma gang! we can do alot of crazy yet creative stuffs together and become famous for it. not to mention respected. old times... i know its kinda late but.... haha. no link. i want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4799673729555812089?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4799673729555812089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/1st-week-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4799673729555812089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4799673729555812089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/1st-week-of-school.html' title='1st week of school'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4810208770075089068</id><published>2009-06-28T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:03:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end.</title><content type='html'>this is it. The end of holidays. No more late night random chats. No more happy outing with my friends. No more gang dinner. No more pointless nerves. No more going out randomly and jus take a bus to nowhere. No more slacking. No more facebook. No more blogging. No more jamming. No more hoping that holidays get extended. I am going to miss everything man! There is no more holidays until after O's. Thats a sad thing. Last nite i thot there will be a fourth victim but sadly fidz wasnt online. So the 3rd victim was like the last victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school starts, i am going to follow fidz footsteps coz he is the mugging master. Only going to use the computer and chat on weekends. All that is left to do now til O levels is mug. I serious will mug. I am feeling nervous. Good bye holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4810208770075089068?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4810208770075089068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4810208770075089068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4810208770075089068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/end.html' title='the end.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2835960247515204914</id><published>2009-06-27T15:02:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:33:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random chat</title><content type='html'>last nite or maybe this morning, i had my longest nite chatting session ever. Haha. Not to mention the most random and craziest. I went online and started chatting with taufik, haziq and ziyad. Talk nonsense all the way. I thot i wanted to stop chatting around 1 am. But, fidz went online and started his random chat thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like we were quite high and we decided to find a victim! Victim of our randomness. Our past victims were afi and amalina. Then last nite, we thot of attacking siti but we changed target coz someone else was online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i continue, i want to apologise to haziq, taufik and zb coz i kinda dao u ppl. Very hard to switch convo on my phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to random chat. Fidz and me were supposed to listen to a song and then randomly type the lyrics to irritate our victims. Somehow last nite our victim didnt get irritated. She joined us instead. Like wth? Then there was one part of the convo where things became quite sick coz our random lyrics came together and . . . It was damn funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i suggested to write our own song. XD. It was meant to be random but fidz and our victim agreed to do so. I tried doing this with zb the nite before. We tried to write a song on transformers but we stopped half way to watch tenacious d-lee. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chose a genre. Fidz chose a crazy genre. Slutty/pop. Haha. Wth? But we decided to do slow rock/acoustic. So each person has to take turns to write a sentence. Its like a one word game. Haha. I was hoping the song would become a nonsense song. Something that we could laugh at. But in the end it became an emo love song. Wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were beginning to write the bridge when fidz anyhow say, "brb." I was like stunned. Coz it feels awkward to write a song with a girl. But we continued and finish it. I think the song is quite okay except for the bridge. Duh! Someone left me. I cnt even find anything that rhymes with the lyrics before. So we saved the song and we r sending it to zb to figure out the chords. XD. By the time it was already 2.10 am. Crazy rite? Went to sleep. Cnt take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the weather rocks! Cloudy! I wana do humans homework. I hope this plan becomes action. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2835960247515204914?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2835960247515204914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2835960247515204914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2835960247515204914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-chat.html' title='random chat'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6330637351643327940</id><published>2009-06-26T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:33:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thunder</title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning and my brother told me Michael Jackson died. I thought he was joking. Then I realised that it was true! It is quite sad to see another icon gone. People all over the world are still shocked to hear this sad news. He was a great singer. People will always remember him. Especially his Moon Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i thought i might revise my humans today but in the end, it was jus a plan. I've 'done' my testimonial. It was a draft actually. But still, it is work done. Work done is equal to force times distance! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent heard any news from taufik. I want to know if he already bought my gang ring. And i hope he is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched thunder by boys like girls live on youtube. They said that thunder was the first song they performed together as a band and it was written when they were 18! Cool rite? And wat the heck are we doing here in singapore? Rot. I wanna go hollywood! Who's with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to play thunder on the guitar. I hope it is similar to how zb plays it. Now who's going to jam? XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather today was so nice! Cloudy and windy! Too bad i didnt do any work today. At least the weather was jus nice for me to play thunder and when it rains on the guitar. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6330637351643327940?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6330637351643327940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/thunder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6330637351643327940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6330637351643327940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/thunder.html' title='thunder'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4208616847498889178</id><published>2009-06-25T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:35:20.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if... Plans are jus plans.</title><content type='html'>this week is the last week of holidays. I am dreading to go to school. HomewOrks are not done. Cnt help it. Seriously. But... This week is like the best week in the entire holiday. Coz i went out twice this week! And both outings are super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, there was a farewell dinner for taufik who went to vietnam yesterday! We stayed at simpang bedok from 8 to 10.40 pm. Haha. Talk crap all the way. Serious crap. And we also decided wat to do after O levels! Camping! We are going to camp at pasir ris. Tent formation are all confirm. So far the maximum number of people is 9. So if there are extra people who wanna join, they jus have to bring their own tent. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, jus now i went to watch transformers 2 with zb, waz, haziq, farhan, luqman, saufi, afi, izzat, azmi and dzafir. So it was like a big gathering. Transformers 2 was worth my money man! Haha. It was damn funny. Alot of jokes. Especially sick ones. Anw, haziq is obsessed with Mikaela. Hahaha. Then some of us went to bowl while the rest just watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to farhan's house to pray. We talked abit bout O's and life after that. I'm getting sick of it sia. What if everything are jus plans? What if, u knw... Humans make mistakes. I dont want to say any negative things here. Coz all of us have our own dreams. Lets hope everything will be fine and each of us get watever we wished for. Anw, we played muderer at farhan's house and we have a new word created by haziq, 'suscispious.' Dont know what it means? Try looking up the dictionaries. I bet u cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4208616847498889178?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4208616847498889178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if-plans-are-jus-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4208616847498889178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4208616847498889178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if-plans-are-jus-plans.html' title='what if... Plans are jus plans.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-19162364038044879</id><published>2009-06-20T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:43:21.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green fingers!</title><content type='html'>today was seriously hardcore jamming at home. seriously ah. i played 'when it rains' more than 10 times today. sing, play and record. haha. now my fingers hurt like craaaaap. thats not all. it turned green! i dunno why. its greeeeeeeen! i think its my destiny to perform on Live Earth some day! haha. i think the strings are 'dissolving!' coz if u learn chemistry, green is the colour for iron(II) salt! but the colour is a bit bluish. so i guess its copper! the copper strings are being oxidised! but not to worry. zb has another explanation. and this sounds much better. the wood on the fretboard was once a living thing. however, if u realised, there is oxygen produced at the fretboard. that means there is chlorophyll! chlorophyll contains green pigments. thats how my fingers become greeeeen. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how much science is involved while u play the guitar. from chem to bio. lets not start on physics. anw, i need to revise my physics and the rest of the sciences. especially CHEM!!!! fidz called me jus now and asked about physics! crap. i forgot how potential difference come about. alot of revision is needed man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to do A maths jus now. the weather was very nice. cloudy and windy. then suddenly it all changed. it became sunny. spoil my mood. should have gone to the library. i dont like hot weather. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-19162364038044879?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/19162364038044879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/green-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/19162364038044879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/19162364038044879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/green-fingers.html' title='green fingers!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2653222288801076843</id><published>2009-06-19T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:17:15.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creativity rocks!</title><content type='html'>alrite. Today was great.TGIF! Haha. Went to school for dikir practice. Hahahaha. Cnt stop laughing if u join dikir. There is always something to laugh at. Either its something we said or the nonsense steps we did. Haha. The juniors are funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mosque for friday prayers. Ouh ya! It rained jus now! I felt so happy! Seriously, i love  the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to macs with dzafir, fidz and zb. On the way, I told them that satay stick is like my life. Hahahaha. Ate at macs. Talked crap as per normal. And i did some weird stuff my mixing chilli with coke and sugar solution. That is perfectly normal. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got an in-ear headphones. Yay! Thanks adib! Went home with zb and dzafir. Fidz must take a different bus. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, now i will explain why my life is like a satay stick. Okay. I really wanted to play when it rains by paramore but u must place a capo on the 3rd fret of ur guitar. So i thot if i can add an extra fret on my old guitar and made an art piece by using satay sticks, that means i can make a capo by using a satay stick. And guess what, it worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a rubber band and a satay stick and put them together on the 3rd fret. See the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sjt8Jp3lmEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/adafEpSUHm340/s1600-h/19062009421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349005487732267074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sjt8Jp3lmEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/afEpSUHm340/s400/19062009421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I'm not being cheap! Jus being creative. There is only one song that requires me to use a capo, so no need to buy one now. And thats the power of creativity baybeh. And thats why satay stick is useful! XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2653222288801076843?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2653222288801076843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/creativity-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2653222288801076843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2653222288801076843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/creativity-rocks.html' title='creativity rocks!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sjt8Jp3lmEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/afEpSUHm340/s72-c/19062009421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1684764347677778526</id><published>2009-06-18T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:47:47.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theres always 2 sides...</title><content type='html'>yeaaghhh! additional one week of holidays! at last, zb and i dont need to carry out our plans to increase the number of H1N1 cases in S'pore. nah. joking. actually there's pros and cons with this additional one week thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the pros. 1st, more time to do my homework! freaking homework. 10-12 maths and A maths papers. triple science 6-years series to be completed (hardly anything written now.) humanities corrections and revision. english compre (i dunno which one) maybe i'm not doing this one. HML? maybe complete berita harian assignment? thats 8 subs. 2nd, more time to slack. duhhh! i want more time to do the things i like! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cons. 1st, everything would be on LMS. its so irritating to go to the school website to check things out. 2nd, everything will be squeezed and eveything will be in a rush. 3rd, i got some lame critical enquiry course on that week! 5 days! burnt! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, i conclude there is always 2 sides to everything. XD. almost everything. its been quite fun on msn recently. and facebook too! haha. i wonder why. and check out this song, step right up by the red jumpsuit apparatus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to whom it may concern, its been awhile, things should be fine. but why is it still not like the way it was before? i hope time can do the trick. hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1684764347677778526?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1684764347677778526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-always-2-sides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1684764347677778526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1684764347677778526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-always-2-sides.html' title='theres always 2 sides...'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3844006351854693994</id><published>2009-06-16T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:46:55.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>locked..... again.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, history repeats itself. i got locked in the house. this time with my dad. my mum took the key along with her when she went out with the rest of the family. my dad left his key in the bike box downstairs. haha. so we tried to pick lock. but useless. then my dad got fed up. he was late for work so what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad decided that we should 'cut' the lock. yes cut it. using some special saw. i had to hold the lock while my dad cut it. need to look away to protect my face from the sparks. no need to lock the gate anymore. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched spongebob last nite. the episode when spongebob ran away and ended up in new kelp city. i started wondering if people are only appreciated after they are gone. it wont be long before we separate and go to the different JC/Poly of our choice. i jus want to treasure the last few months in Victoria. soon there wont be anymore post exams rituals or maggi party with the same people. so lets enjoy the these last few months my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3844006351854693994?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3844006351854693994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/locked-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3844006351854693994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3844006351854693994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/locked-again.html' title='locked..... again.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-8897151260664980959</id><published>2009-06-13T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:07:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling better</title><content type='html'>finally... i'm feeling better. i never thought its going to be that soon. no i'm not hiding any feelings. nobody should be blame for whatever that happened to me yesterday. so no apologies needed. since my head is cleared, i can blog a bit more on yesterday's concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical World 23 was really good! especially near the end. the emcees! its one of the many reasons why the concert was good! haha. it was zb and benjamin. i like the way they dressed up yesterday. they told us some lame jokes too! and VSCB was awesome! the percussion did some cool thingy! got everyone engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along the concert i was hoping they play my favourite song. and yes they did! wooooh! guess the song. its the Victorian Anthem! we ziyad announced it was the last piece that was going to be played, we were shouting, "ANTHEM!" from the back. haha! i told everyone to sing loudly! XD. felt very proud of my school and the band of course! i'm glad i went to the concert. and that was my first time going to VSCB concert. i wonder what was it like for the past few years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert afi, hafidz, haziq, saufi, farhan, hamzah and me (and a few 'others') went outside and started doing crappy stuffs! like telling the singapore joke! haha. ziyad joined us only for awhile and then left with azmi and gang. the rest of us went to eat at funan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did alot of stupid things as usual. and while we were discussing where to eat, a new place to eat was created. it was called SIMPANG BEDEK. haha. and i accidentally said it. walao. i got haziq's sickness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus-Pen &amp;amp; Paper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole routine is getting old&lt;br /&gt;So am I and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;My reputation lets me know I can do whatever I want to&lt;br /&gt;Though it seems that you believe you can do whatever it is you please&lt;br /&gt;Not before, not before you wind up on your knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't cry to me no more)&lt;br /&gt;You like the way that people stare at you now&lt;br /&gt;You look so fake, just thought that you should know&lt;br /&gt;And you're all the same and when the curtain drops down&lt;br /&gt;You'll be replaced by something typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set yourself up to be sold.&lt;br /&gt;And that's okay cause that's your role.&lt;br /&gt;Manipulation takes it toll.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do when nobody wants you?&lt;br /&gt;Though it seems that you believe you can do whatever it is you please&lt;br /&gt;Not before, not before you wind up on your knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't cry to me no more)&lt;br /&gt;You like the way that people stare at you now&lt;br /&gt;You look so fake, just thought that you should know&lt;br /&gt;And you're all the same and when the curtain drops down&lt;br /&gt;You'll be replaced by something typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've stood so long beside you&lt;br /&gt;And I know I should have left you right where I had found you&lt;br /&gt;I know I stood so long beside you&lt;br /&gt;And I've know I should have left you right where I had found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the way that people stare at you now&lt;br /&gt;You look so fake, just thought that you should know&lt;br /&gt;And you're all the same and when the curtain drops down&lt;br /&gt;You'll be replaced by something typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like the way that people stare at you now&lt;br /&gt;You look so fake, just thought that you should know&lt;br /&gt;And you're all the same and when the curtain drops down&lt;br /&gt;You'll be replaced by something typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow these lyrics have something to do with me. I dont want to be fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-8897151260664980959?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/8897151260664980959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8897151260664980959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/8897151260664980959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-better.html' title='feeling better'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3194195470114181890</id><published>2009-06-13T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:41:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.................speechless?</title><content type='html'>went to VSCB concert. was very high at first. but it all went down to one of the lowest point in my life when i entered the Victoria Concert Hall and sat. yeah, i am not really good in life. the worst mixed feelings experience i've ever had. i cant blame anyone else but myself and i cnt say anything. but its always good to know the facts early. jus have to swallow it and take it like a man. i'm still disappointed and shocked. all along the journey but i masked those fellings with my hyper self. it kinda helped for awhile. at least enuf for me 2 enjoy the second half of the concert. sometimes i'm sick with myself. why must i always mask my true feelings? my true self? and it hurts to be masked. no one in this world can understand me. maybe u can predict my next move when i am feeling high but thats jus one side of me. there are many more. and i've finally found an answer to this mixed feelings thingy in myself. i've got too many different personalities in me. they react differently in different situations. i seriously need to have a permanent character. something that is really me. andmy heart still bleeds until now. not knowing when will it recover. it wouldnt have happened if i had prepared myself for that situation. it wouldnt have happened if do not have stupid hopes that i've buried away for along time. now what must i do? throw it away or should i bury it again? why is it so hard for me to forget the past and move on? i jus cnt forget her! why?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate with my friends with my hyper self. suan-ing ppl like hamzah, izzah and haziq kinda ease some of the pain. i jus feel like writing a song. its the only way i could really express my feelings now. and i like this words of wisdom i heard, &lt;em&gt;what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. &lt;/em&gt;i hope a bleeding heart won't cause death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3194195470114181890?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3194195470114181890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/speechless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3194195470114181890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3194195470114181890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/speechless.html' title='.................speechless?'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2509221886857646492</id><published>2009-06-12T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:03:50.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>non-mugging day!</title><content type='html'>yay! 'Today' is non-mugging day! Why? Coz today i am going for dikir, cut my hair and go for VSCB concert! So no time to do my homework! Been doing maths at home and at the library. The hot weather is killing me so i need the aircon in the library. XD. There's 10 maths papers, 3 5-years series to be completed for 3 sciences and lets not talk bout the rest. Thats ALOT of homework. Trying very hard to finish my holiday homework. Maybe the 1st time in my life. Its not like me to finish my holiday homework. Haha. Its all up to me. My choice to do it or not. But i'll try. XD. Anyway, i am having mixed feelings again. -.-" I do not want 'things' to be like what they used to be. Of course there are some things that you want to change and others that you want to remain unchanged.  I was told that i'm in 'deep shit.' And worse, i dont even know what this 'deep shit' thing is. 2 unknowns. How to solve? Use matrix or simultaneous equation? No man. This aint maths! This is real life. Need to use some brains. I may be book smart. But i'm not that smart in life. I hope i'll find the answer 'tomorrow.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2509221886857646492?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2509221886857646492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/non-mugging-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2509221886857646492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2509221886857646492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/non-mugging-day.html' title='non-mugging day!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-717455724715852744</id><published>2009-06-06T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:46:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie</title><content type='html'>today was crazy. I went to bartley to do CIP. Took the train. Haiz. From green to red to purple to yellow. Look at the MRT map to understand wat i'm talking bout. Haha. Went to flag day hotspot with haziq and farhan. This is the first time my can is half full and heavy. Hehe. After CIP we went to Toa Payoh. No life. I became very sleepy so i decided to take 28 home. Long journey man! Worse still, my phone died along the way which means i cnt listen to music! I realised i'm going to rot in the bus. While rotting i fell asleep, in a very wierd position. Then i woke up. It was jus a bus stop away from my destination. Must be very lucky to wake up at that time. I feel very wierd. Its like i was waking up after i died. I stood up. Haha. I cnt even stand properly. Hit ppl here and there. Almost fell in the bus coz i walked like zombie. Serious man. It felt like ur head is separated from ur body which is separated from ur legs. In other words, u feel like floating. Hahaha. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-717455724715852744?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/717455724715852744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/717455724715852744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/717455724715852744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombie.html' title='zombie'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-181620624388257898</id><published>2009-06-05T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:51:42.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>principles....</title><content type='html'>i have this belief that i should give my best for every single thing i do. eventho i did it well, i have to do it with my full potential. i respect those people who worked very hard for prelim 1. u ppl should be proud that u gave ur best no matter wat ur results are. unlike me. i was complacent. i slacked. and thats why i don feel satisfied with myself. its not that i dont like my results. i got results worse than this before but i was satisfied last time. thats cause i mugged for exams. so wat i am trying to say is that i am feeling a guilty for not mugging before exams. yeah, so please do not say that i'm not grateful enough with wat i have. in fact i am grateful. and sorry if i hurt anyone's feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-181620624388257898?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/181620624388257898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/principles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/181620624388257898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/181620624388257898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/principles.html' title='principles....'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6381773617752874546</id><published>2009-06-02T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:48:01.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results. . . .</title><content type='html'>Chem B4, A maths C6?!! Wat the hell is wrong with me? Those 2 subjects mentioned above used to be my strongest subjects among all my 8 subs. I think i know my enemy. Complacency is my real enemy. I realised i slacked for these 2 subjects. No use regretting now. Got to work harder for O levels. Aiming for 6. On a happier side of life, zb, azmi, bing yu, damien and me went 2 watch The Changi Gliders last saturday. Where? Changi! Duh! Haha. Had a lot of fun! They were performing black magic woman when we arrived. Then they performed Hotel California and invited zb (mr hot) to perform with them. Haha. He should have sang louder man! XD. Shy boy. Hehe. I took a video of him. But... Its in his phone. Lol. Today might be quite disappointing. But who knows. Life is full of surprises. The principles of possibilities always applies. :) Trying to learn Only Hope on the guitar. Its a nice song. I wana sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6381773617752874546?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6381773617752874546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6381773617752874546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6381773617752874546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/06/results.html' title='results. . . .'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1759294078986611891</id><published>2009-05-28T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:58:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going in circles</title><content type='html'>exams are over! haha! went to fiks house and had alot of fun and ate @ simpang bedok on monday. jus now fidz, zb and me chiong all the way to orchard to catch a movie! hahaha! it was monsters vs aliens. haha. it was 3D. damn funny. after the movie we didnt know wat to do next. so we walked around orchard road. walk........walk.........walk. enter some shops. get out of some shops. pissed some ppl off. :P. then we realised we are getting bored of the place. then fidz and zb got an idea. jus take any bus that u see. haha. and we did it. i dont even know wat number it was! so we decided to go down after 7 stops. (coz 7 is a good number. XD) when we get down, we realised we are at marina square. like wth? wat fun can u have there? wat nonsense can u do? so we grumbled and took 36 and alighted @ ESPLANADE! haha. this is where the fun reignited! ouh by the way, i taught zb a new way to sling the zinc bag. only to be done when u ride a bus. haha. so we went to this place outside esplanade near the amphitheatre facing the river and sat down. we were tired of walking like nomads! then we started singing songs, screaming, laughing and crying! haha. we are like 'entertaining' the ppl around there! haha. we took some lame videos of ourselves too! its a normal thing for us. then we decided that we should move on to the next destination. we waited for 36 again. and this time we totally had nothing in our minds. airport? city? home? took 36 and discussed. we decided to go to zb's house and have MAGGI PARTY! hahahaha. then we realised that the 36 is going to orchard. so we have to go one big round around orchard. the bus is the best place to do alot of nonsense! XD. and it feels like u own the bus when its empty! we alighted @ parkway parade and took 31. hehe. and we saw some1 familiar! lol. had maggi party @ zb's house and watch some funny videos! ouh we talked bout life too! :D. apparently i do not want to rot in singapore like fidz suggested. guess wat i wanna be? haha. actually i'm not so sure of this but this dream is worth the try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1759294078986611891?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1759294078986611891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-in-circles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1759294078986611891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1759294078986611891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-in-circles.html' title='going in circles'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3541398981846400901</id><published>2009-05-22T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:32:15.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions can be deceiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sha2nYiNSnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Zugd9ocS-FY/s1600-h/22052009382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sha2nYiNSnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Zugd9ocS-FY/s400/22052009382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338655196011383410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that ring. Nice rite? I found it in the bus on the way home. No i didnt take it. But it triggers some emotions in me. Haiz. I shldnt have listened to love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love could jus go away, life would be less complicated. Maybe its a Mad World after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3541398981846400901?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3541398981846400901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/emotions-can-be-deceiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3541398981846400901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3541398981846400901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/emotions-can-be-deceiving.html' title='emotions can be deceiving'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wb02SEYtoqc/Sha2nYiNSnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Zugd9ocS-FY/s72-c/22052009382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3120524507165889981</id><published>2009-05-10T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:55:08.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss . . .</title><content type='html'>haiz. Its been a week since bahas finals. Well maybe plus 1 day coz its almost 1am. I miss bahas. I miss hanging around with every single bahas team member, cikgus, trainer and supporters. I thot i was going to sms zb how is he going to get to sultan mosque this morning. XD. Lol. I cn stil remember the emotions in me when we won last week. So nobody cn slap me. Hahaha. Thats the deal. Anw, i feel so bugger-ish coz i cnt fetch suang jus now. Wat i did was mug SS until 12am jus now . Thats like wth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3120524507165889981?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3120524507165889981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3120524507165889981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3120524507165889981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss.html' title='i miss . . .'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5106642888148093199</id><published>2009-05-08T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:34:34.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I became 16 2 days ago. on 6 may. it was like the best birthday ever ah. it rained in the morning! i got birthday messages! i got taupoked, jacked, sprayed with water and smeared with nasi ayam penyet chilli! haha! thats not all! i got nasi ayam penyet, cake, a BIIIIG! birthday card, a sheaffer pen and pencil from cikgu mar with my name and SATRIA VICTORIA on it(every Pembahas has it actually. cool huh?), an ACOUSTIC guitar and a ZINC bag! wooooh! doesnt that sound like the best birthday ever!?? and i also got an inspiration. haha. and not to mention my dad bought 2 spring chicken from Arnold's! haha. sorry i cnt write a long post. my comp is retarded! haha! anyway, i'll try to upload some. and this birthday wouldnt have been so special if u guys didnt plan it! fawwaz, wei xiang, ziyad, hamzah, haziq, farhan, dzafir, saufi, afi, brian, billy, izzat, taufik, luqman, hafidzhin, azmi, cikgu shy, cikgu mar, cikgu diah AND my FAMILY! thank you people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5106642888148093199?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5106642888148093199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5106642888148093199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5106642888148093199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6955787346943174904</id><published>2009-05-02T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:30:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>victory and mixed emotions.</title><content type='html'>I hope this post wil reach out to the hearts of all the members of the VSMCS especially the other 4 debators, namely ziyad, brian, billy and luqman. It was a pleasure working with the 4 of u for the last 4 weeks. Or 1 month. Seriously speaking. We are the DREAM team. Like ziyad said we were MOULDED together in just a short time, making us different from other teams. I think nobody is better than the other. Everyone did a good job and everyone is important. All this while, our trainings with cikgu mar, cikgu shy and suanggita have paid off. This afternoon(i'll cut the story short), we jus won the title of the berita harian champion. We thot we would never get the title coz the judge criticised us like free. Then the best speaker, siti, comes from rgs. The overall best speaker, hanis, is also from rgs. So we thot we are done. We thot we'll get 1st runner up. But when the judge announced, "sekolah victoria," as the winner. My body was weak. I stood up. I jus 'flew' to hug ziyad and luqman. And i cried immediately. I dont really treasure the moment when we get up on stage and whatsoever. The moment i really treasured was when we sang the school anthem together and i started crying again. It was so emotional ah. We really brought back the trophy to where it belongs. If there is another debate competition with u ppl again, i will not hesitate to join. I am proud of u ppl. I never felt this emotional before. I cn never forget this moment. If i ever forget, jus give me a slap. I allow 4 of u to do so. XD. Last of all, i want to thank our teachers, coach and supporters. And of course, the other 4 debators. Maju satria victoria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6955787346943174904?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6955787346943174904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/victory-and-mixed-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6955787346943174904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6955787346943174904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/victory-and-mixed-emotions.html' title='victory and mixed emotions.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-5888455487503246377</id><published>2009-04-25T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:12:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the final showdown</title><content type='html'>i felt like vommitting man! thats how tense the atmosphere was. before that i made a deal wth zb, i would punch his face if we get to the finals. and i did. i punched him thrice in fact. hahahaha. and he did nothing to me. ouh well. i hope it didnt hurt u that much zb. finals is next week. prelims is like the week after. stress sia. i am becoming the reserve again. all for Victoria School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes you dont find the road, the road finds you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-5888455487503246377?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/5888455487503246377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-showdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5888455487503246377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/5888455487503246377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-showdown.html' title='the final showdown'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-6398200250941864577</id><published>2009-04-12T19:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:12:47.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAhhhhhaaayay!</title><content type='html'>VSMCS, we made it through the BH pidato! hahahahahahahahahaha. along with 7 other schools to the qualifying round. our next opponent is seranggoon. dont be too happy coz as per normal, its points sysytem. like WTH? anyway yesterday was bloody funny. before the pidato we felt quite nervous. luqman felt like going to the toilet, brian felt like vommitting, billy felt nothing but i felt all three. HAHA. okay fast forward to the moment when we got on stage. i felt nervous again. so i kinda shiok sendiri. looking around. smile at some ppl. haha. when it came to my turn to talk, i jus stood up and took a piece of paper(unknown topic) and showed it to the pengerusi. Anw, pengerusi is chairman rite? So my topic is pengharaman singgam di singapura tidak harus diteruskan. So i thought of the pros and cons for 5 seconds and talked. And as siti stated, i did a mistake. Its not menghalalkan singgam di singapura but membenarkan. Hahaha. Everyone laughed. Lets fast forward again to the results. Yeah as i said we made it 2 the quarter finals and were bloody happy that we did VS UNITE. Haha. Ouh ya. I saw triple R again. Haha. I waved she smiled or did she smile and i waved. Haha. And I was very sleepy before pidato and drank the shark drink. Wanna knw why? Coz we celebrated zb's bday on friday @ fiks hse. We pushed him into the pool with his socks n shoes. Hahaha. We showed him his biggest bday present ever. A collage! Pics of him from sec 1 to sec 4 were put together in a 1.0m x 0.7m frame. Big rite? We ate the cake. It was nice. Zb is lucky to have it as wax on his head! Then we had the ziyads-friend pledge. It goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the friends of ziyad&lt;br /&gt;Pledge ourselves to be friends forver&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of skinnies, brownies or block 123. XD&lt;br /&gt;Eventho PB &lt;3 han&lt;br /&gt;We will still be okay (this line is not there due to space restriction)&lt;br /&gt;Thus, ziyad, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yay. Then we had alot of fun. Jus too much to put it here. I slept @ 2.30am? Haha. Thats why i felt tired and sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-6398200250941864577?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/6398200250941864577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaaaaaahhhhhaaayay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6398200250941864577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/6398200250941864577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaaaaaahhhhhaaayay.html' title='AAAAAAAhhhhhaaayay!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-717946712926065657</id><published>2009-04-09T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:55:34.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiiirred!</title><content type='html'>2.4km run sucks! Tired man. Tmr is the big day! The emma gang has been working hard for it. Imagine going up and down ikea to find the exit. XD. Cutting letter by letter to make a . . . . . . Err. Nvm. Its a secret among the emma gang, especially the ones suffering, me n waz. And not forgetting the contribution made by hamzah n dzafir. Thanks. Hopefully tmr goes well. Gd nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-717946712926065657?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/717946712926065657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiiirred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/717946712926065657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/717946712926065657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/tiiirred.html' title='tiiirred!'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2776493871944616590</id><published>2009-04-05T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:24:18.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekypedia</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Wat a long week. I've been talking to myself. Wth? Its for pidato. Must work hard. Need to win something for the school. The C div soccer boys had a match with greenview. We lost 2-1. Disappointing but they did a good job nevertheless. I need 2 further improve my pidato. As per normal my homework is not done. Anyway, i've watch gundam 00 too much until i downloaded some of the songs. Haha. The best 1 is Friends by stephanie. And i am in the purple family! Haha. My brothers are francis, zachary, henry and tzuriel. Haha. And i'm wally purple. Cool huh? I have 2 do homework man! Okay i'm off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2776493871944616590?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2776493871944616590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2776493871944616590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2776493871944616590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='weekypedia'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4265125554295525305</id><published>2009-03-29T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:17:46.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala.</title><content type='html'>i dunno wat to put as the title for this post. haiz. jus got back from madrasah. the attitude of the ppl there is jus bloody nonsense. somehow they jus dont give u some respect... respect. respect is treating others the way u like 2 be treated. so if u hit some1's head, it simply means u want some1 else 2 hit ur head. if u make a bad statement about some1 and announce it 2 every1, well, i guess u jus 1 some1 2 make a bad statement about u and announce it 2 the whole world! well, thats respect for those who are disrespectful. from now onwards, this is how i will treat others. treat me good and i'll be better. treat me bad and i'll be worse! thats me! revenge is sweet! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4265125554295525305?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4265125554295525305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/lalalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4265125554295525305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4265125554295525305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/lalalala.html' title='lalalala.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3676710926274243098</id><published>2009-03-27T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:45:55.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2 the past</title><content type='html'>aarrrghh. i just dipped my head into the past. i dont like it. it gives me mixed feelings. dumb feelings which i should never have. wat to do? my heart is doing nasty things again. thats what you get when u let ur heart win. XD. lol. nope. i am not letting it win this time. the last time it did, things turn out bad! really bad. i wonder why must the past be carried forward. why must we see the ppl we dont want 2 see? why cnt they jus disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting worse we r near the end. The end! But the emma gang wil always be 2gether. Coz we knw the truth. Welcome back 2 the past! Welcome back 2 sec 1. Emma gang forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am the chairman of normalisation course project. turning ppl into normal ppl. XD. does hanging around with famous or popular ppl makes u famous and popular? no i dont think so. :P somehow i like to post random short posts nowadays. no big events. jus a summary of how i feel everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3676710926274243098?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3676710926274243098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-2-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3676710926274243098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3676710926274243098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-2-past.html' title='welcome 2 the past'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2788734871729351784</id><published>2009-03-25T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:09:14.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chess-its not just a game</title><content type='html'>have you ever wondered why the white starts to move 1st in this game? And why did i surrender when i was white? hehehehe. its all in history. look back. why must it be white vs black? look back. who surrendered us 2 japan? theres a meaning behind every move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2788734871729351784?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2788734871729351784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/chess-its-not-just-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2788734871729351784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2788734871729351784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/chess-its-not-just-game.html' title='chess-its not just a game'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-769406437346355791</id><published>2009-03-23T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:28:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz...</title><content type='html'>ough man! A new term has started. Brains r waiting 2 get exploded! I stil owe myself 3 hours of sleep coz i've been doing homeworks til 3 am in the morning 4 the past few nights. Haiz... Sick of life but life never get sick of me. Why? Coz i'm fun! XD. Haha. Facing some very complicated polititcs in school. All it takes is jus one critical act after all the accumulative acts to make a BIG mess! Haiz... I wish things were like in sec 1. Everything rocks. Politics were settled smoothly n easily. Fame was in our hands. That was when the Emma Gang stood firm. Anw, i got SOMEONE'S number from fidz. Haha. A prank call would be nice. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-769406437346355791?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/769406437346355791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/769406437346355791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/769406437346355791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/haiz.html' title='haiz...'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2089895225736463294</id><published>2009-03-21T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:05:10.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>illusion</title><content type='html'>CSP today cn be considered amazing. Well i jus don feel like telling it all. Coz i'm very tired. I'm jus gona say i saw a rainbow and orange sky jus now! Cn u imagine ur sch under the orange sky. Anw, went 2 the JL SL bbq for awhile. Then we went 2 KFC. Haha. This is where super real fun begins. Okay before i go further i shall explain that 3riple R was helping us @ the CSP. Okay 1st crap was when zb was ordering food n changing his mashed potato 2 fries, i told the cashier that he was lying. Hahaha. Then the sms thingy, i'll get back 2 it later. Then it was the staring session. I duno how 2 explain it here but its jus staring @ the girls 2 see their reaction. And then we played truth or dare. Haha. Lets jus talk bout the special ones. I cnt spill the truth here coz it wont be fair 2 those who chose truth. I chose dare. They dared me 2 show 1 of the kfc staffs the sms thingy jus now. So i saw this kfc person going out n i kinda tailed him. And i showed him the sms n said,'look at this.' He was kinda confused and was about 2 ask me something but i dao-ed him n walked back into kfc. Next 1 was zb, we dared him 2 ask a kfc staff,'may i have ur order please.' The guy jus point towards the counter. XD. Lol. Then firdaus was asked 2 bang into a woman n say,'oh sayang.' Haha. The woman looked kinda shocked n looked at him 4 a few seconds. The last one was a truth by fidz. XD. Okay this is special coz 2 be fair with him n to be honest with myself, i also have the same taste as him. According 2 him, the most attractive ymc girl there was 3riple R. Ouh well. Its jus a stupid feeling. It'll go away soon. I dont believe in love until i knw its meaning and why? I cn stil be alive alone+my frens at least. My frens r the ones who usually make me happy. To me, love is jus an illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2089895225736463294?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2089895225736463294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/illusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2089895225736463294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2089895225736463294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/illusion.html' title='illusion'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1597026616156682566</id><published>2009-03-20T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:59:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>responsibilities</title><content type='html'>YMC meeting today was pretty eventful and meaningful. Learnt alot of things well a bit from the meeting and much more after that XD. We had alot of fun during the meeting. This is the 1st meeting that we went out of the ymc building. Went 2 siglap CC to play human knot. Hehe. Thats the 1st human knot that we cnt untie. Haha. Then went 2 playground. Lol. Haha. Went back 2 YM to discuss a bit more. Then we went out for dinner. But before that we went 2 giant 4 csp tmr. Haha. We bought 5 kinder buenos for zb, fidz, siti, syida and me. Haha. Then we went 2 banquet 2 have dinner n for the 1st time ever, have a kinder party! Haha. Note this date. 20th march 2009. Haha. Then we have chicken rice for dinner. Wooh. Abang sat sent us to wherever we want 2 go. Talked about life in the car. Talked about our future too. I asked zb about his dream. He said he abandoned his dream alr. Coz his dream carries a very big responsibility. FYI, we share the same dream. So now i wonder if i shld abandon mine too. Hmmpht. I jus don want 2 be a commoner went i grow up. I gotta be FAMOUS. Impossible is nothing. Possibilities are everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1597026616156682566?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1597026616156682566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/responsibilities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1597026616156682566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1597026616156682566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/responsibilities.html' title='responsibilities'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-3054052784035797578</id><published>2009-03-14T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:22:21.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 minus 3</title><content type='html'>yesterday was kinda hectic. Got zb's guitar from farhan. Carrying it around with my heavy bag makes me look like some bagpacker (it thats how u spell it.) And wat makes my bag bloody heavy? My sacred file which i use 2 keep every single worksheet from 2nd jan! Haha. But it didnt go 2 waste. I got my results yesterday n my predictions came true. 9 points! Minus 3 more n i'll get 6! Nd 2 work harder. Only 3 options left. 8,7 or 6. No higher. Went to RI  for a malay composition competition with fidz, hidayat, fariz n 2 other sec 2 boys. Saw the RI badge. So complicated that we made some funny inference from the badge. Haha. Ate karipap n went 4 the competition. Haha. As per normal i made some funny story... Kerana kuih raya. As planned, we want 2 go 2 nyimas party. Haha. Begged cikgu 2 pay 4 the taxi fare but she refused. Fidz called her MMM. Miss Mean Maximum. Haha. Fidz went home so i nd 2 wear the shirt fik brought 4 him. Walao. Its meant 4 those with big muscles. Not 4 me. Looks weird. Then ppl started calling me wisnuh muscle. WTH? Haha. We ATE, we wreaked HAVOC but not so much fun. Maybe we shld bring more memberz next time. Haha. Anyway, we get 2 dip fik into the pool. But we ended up making his shirt wet. All Waz's fault. Haha. Ouh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-3054052784035797578?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/3054052784035797578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/9-minus-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3054052784035797578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/3054052784035797578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/9-minus-3.html' title='9 minus 3'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-1177321750536154034</id><published>2009-03-10T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:57:11.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavenly...</title><content type='html'>zb cld do this better. U walk up the stairs. U see a door that leads 2 heaven. U pray in front of that door. Hoping it wld open one nite. A key fits but it wont unlock. Ur wish came true too fast. U realised u cld open the door. U realised it wasnt time. U tried 2 close it but u cnt. U tried harder and spoiled the lock. Now every1 cn enter heaven. Then heaven wont be special anymore coz everyone cn enter. So be careful wat u wished for. Coz u jus might get it all... And she's buying the stairway to heaven. Rite zb? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 KFC with the memberz. Talked about results. And it gave me another theory or maybe jus nonsense. People do change. Haha. Its not about how good u are, but its about how good u wanna be. Went 2 zb's hse 2 have fun. Ouh we gave hamzah a new name! Hamzah Smackmack Johnson. Haha. Its a project. And i wonder if its a trend 4 ppl 2 like things that ends with 'nis.' e.g brownies and xxxnis. XD. Haha. Joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-1177321750536154034?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/1177321750536154034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/heavenly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1177321750536154034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/1177321750536154034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/heavenly.html' title='heavenly...'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-2424649044474185820</id><published>2009-03-07T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:07:52.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theory of possibilities</title><content type='html'>it was proven on friday. in the morning my teacher gave us the results list for both A and E maths. i was fine with E but not with A. i missed A1 by jus 0.6. then i screwed up physics test. i was like totally depressed. then suddenly, my maths teacher came during physics lesson and called my name. i went 2 see her outside the class. i was the maths rep so she gave me the new slass results slip for both E and A maths. WOW! i got A1s. that means i am getting 9 points for L1R5 for the 1st time in my life! wooohoo. straight away i went into the class and jumped like some crazy person and tear down the old list violently. haha. every1 was stunned. including my physics teacher. the bell rang then every1 started looking @ their new marks. haha. they were so happy that they did a VS cheer. i thot i got a B3 for physics. i was quite sad coz i used 2 be good @ physics. guess what, it turned out 2 be an A2! woooohoooo. so there. possibilies are everywhere. nothing 2 worry until everything is confirmed. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-2424649044474185820?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/2424649044474185820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/theory-of-possibilties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2424649044474185820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/2424649044474185820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/theory-of-possibilties.html' title='theory of possibilities'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-905275558734830721</id><published>2009-03-05T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:08:36.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired sia.</title><content type='html'>ran with zb yesterday. 3 plus 1 km? And 2 plus 3km of walking. Haha. Victorians, we have given our best. But we failed. Although we got 2nd placing for tennis, cricket and floorball...we cn always win X-ctry. Hahaha. Thats like a must? Haha. Jus now after watching floorball match, hehe, went 2 macs and they dare me 2 wave at the girl/woman in charge of the mc cafe. Haha. And i did. How cool was that? Imagine that kind of face. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat makes a person so special, so popular, so right, that he or she cn criticise any1 and be very insensitive towards their  feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Why must some1 a little different, weird or jus strange, be an outcast or get insulted? Is it because every1 else is perfect? I don't think so. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-905275558734830721?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/905275558734830721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired-sia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/905275558734830721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/905275558734830721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired-sia.html' title='tired sia.'/><author><name>Muhammad Wisnuh Aggriawan Bin Rohaizat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00761831379728111692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191714039085559364.post-4801465787013898946</id><published>2009-03-03T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:26:22.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouh well...! XD</title><content type='html'>well, 2day was super duper truper quadruper fun! Hehehe. After sch we watched our b div badminton boys against anglican high school. Haha. We won! Tsk. I think victory is a very common thing in VS coz we r something more. After all the crazy cheers, some ppl like me, waz, zb, fidz and azmi went 2 canteen 2 mug. Then the PB decided 2 play badminton with MC and PSB. Those who didnt play were ppl like me, waz, n zb. Fidz went home alr. Azmi was playing badminton. So 3 of us who werent playing were bored. So at 1st zb played the guitar in the middle of the hall. Then i joined him. The waz joined us. We got even more bored so we distracted those playing badminton. Then we saw a shuttlecock. Waz said, lets play sepak takraw. Haha. And we did! And guess wat? I beat waz 11-9. Haha. Wat a good match. Then we realise that there is a microphone stand in the backstage. Woooh! Time 2 rock the hall! Waz was our only audience in the mosh pit. The mosh pit ticket was $10 while the gallery ticket cost $5. Not bad rite? For our 1st concert we performed without you, your guardian angel, bohemian rhapsody and hotel california. All songs are in nonsense crap version. So this is wat it feels like 2 be a super rock star. Holding the stand upside down like freddy mercury. Wooh. It was great tho it wasnt real. Zb started pretending 2 recieve calls from ppl who wanted us 2 perform. 1st @ kallang stadium, then indoor stadium, then wembley(if thats how u spell it) stadium! Wooh! Dream come true! Waz wil become our manager cum song writer. Ouh he has backstage pass. Hahaha! Ernest said it was a good performance by us. Yun han said i nd 2 improve.(If it wasnt yun han then the phrase would be 'you suck') Ouh well. Jus a bit more refining and i'll be a super rock star. XD. Ouh. I heard some1 is moving 2 tamp. Hahahaha my knees! XD. I am trying 2 make it obvious here. Anw, after maghrib, zb, azmi and i went 2 PP for dinner. On our way back, we thought of the phrase 'ouh well' and came out with a song. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;I fell&lt;br /&gt;You smell&lt;br /&gt;Like hell&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell&lt;br /&gt;You smell&lt;br /&gt;Like hell&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sell&lt;br /&gt;Some bells&lt;br /&gt;In hell&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used&lt;br /&gt;A gel&lt;br /&gt;Its smells&lt;br /&gt;Like hell&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;A dell&lt;br /&gt;Its sucks&lt;br /&gt;Like hell&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well... Lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Letchum letchum letchum hulala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm the chords 4 this song is C,G,Am,F. Yeah. This song is made by the 3 of us. I think we r missing a verse. Anw, NOBODY is allowed 2 use this song without OUR permission. Coz this song is going 2 BOOM! Rite zb? Rite azmi? Haha. Its late. Theres a REAL SPA tmr! Gd nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/191714039085559364-4801465787013898946?l=aggriawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/feeds/4801465787013898946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/ouh-well-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4801465787013898946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/191714039085559364/posts/default/4801465787013898946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggriawan.blogspot.com/2009/03/ouh-well-xd.html' title='ouh well...! 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