<?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-1271314750942945763</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:21:19.555+08:00</updated><category term='Truly touching and heart felt. =&apos;)'/><title type='text'>Nothing here.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1821599487883439599</id><published>2009-07-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:15:13.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think someone's mad at me. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1821599487883439599?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1821599487883439599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1821599487883439599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1821599487883439599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling.html' title='A feeling.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-3222313423203635911</id><published>2009-07-15T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:11:44.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution"&lt;/span&gt; -Jack's Mannequin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A resolution, that's what I need. Ta-dum di-dum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-3222313423203635911?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/3222313423203635911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/rw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3222313423203635911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3222313423203635911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/rw.html' title='Rw.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7291389140770323932</id><published>2009-07-13T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:18:18.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I can't study.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a quick post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss you. HAHA. Apakan, that's NOT what I wanted to say ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have this ultimate headache, second only to that huge massive hole in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only this kind of bullshit was flowing through my ink as I was doing my English paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7291389140770323932?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7291389140770323932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-i-cant-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7291389140770323932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7291389140770323932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-i-cant-study.html' title='Because I can&apos;t study.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-6316948428112103631</id><published>2009-07-12T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:17:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life never seemed so depressing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to be enthusiastic about anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friends. I love them, haha. Wow, this cheered me up. Now off to another depressing session of physics and biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-6316948428112103631?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/6316948428112103631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-never-seemed-so-depressing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6316948428112103631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6316948428112103631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-never-seemed-so-depressing.html' title='Life never seemed so depressing.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-3055909114125507295</id><published>2009-07-02T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:27:23.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woohooooo, football! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the first time in months, oh dear beloved readers, I am going to play with balls. :D No innuendos there. Apakan, hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in the so-called 'nerd-class' does has its flip-sides. One of them, no physical education for the whole year. Yeah, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind though but it's just sad to be with your friends while they talk about something you have no idea about. It's as if you're intruding but you don't really have anywhere else to go. Haha, apakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, football at the JKR football field. Where's that? HAHA. I have 40 minutes to figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of football, hee. I can't wait! Sorry Hutchings, let's reschedule our date, lets say, 10am tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot, tomorrow's Friday. That means the next day is Saturday. Thus, it would only be logical that the day after would be Sunday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergo, I have 3 days left (not counting today) before school reopens! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've only covered biology but that's not even done yet. I still have physics, chemistry, maths and English. Yeah, another flip-side to being in the nerd-class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers, got to go. See you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambil kari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-3055909114125507295?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/3055909114125507295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/soccer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3055909114125507295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3055909114125507295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/soccer.html' title='Soccer!'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7386909798742872905</id><published>2009-07-01T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:58:43.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dedicated my day to biology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I kept my word. I revised core A, C and F. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So um, yeah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been at home, locked in and all, haha no lah. But I do feel imprisoned, so 'contained'. I need to break free. Soon, soon. Tomorrow anyway ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, yeah. I was planning to make another emo post but somehow, something is stopping me. Well. someone to be precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I just realized something a few months ago (wth?). I am a pessimist, probably the worst kind. The worse of the worse, in fact. But it is my ability to look beyond that that makes me an optimist. And I am by far, a very very optimistic person. I am sure everyone would agree with that, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my definition of optimisism: a pessimist is someone who sees something in the worst light possible but an optimist is someone who sees that light but tries to look beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a way, we optimists (not to be confused with Optimus, which I also am) also do see what you pessimists do, it's just that we don't dwindle there to long. We know that that's the worst that could happen, so everything else just somehow seems more brighter. Meaning that when you focus on something bad, you'll never be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is born a pessimist. It's up to you to stay that way and die miserable or be like us and live happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's my cue to know that I'm officially drowsy, haha. Maybe it's all the painkillers, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm just making this post to say that I studied today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to make this more happy and fun, I'll write something I haven't done in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I met my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow, hi Jim.&lt;br /&gt;Jim: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm..&lt;br /&gt;Jim: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Either aku makin tinggi or you shrunk masa di sana, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;*awkward silence*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, hmm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Jim: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I know you why, haha. Pasal sana panas kan, yatah air keluar dari your body due to osmosis..&lt;br /&gt;Jim: Mmmmbah Nafi, ku ke Mekah karang balik. Baik pulang ku doakan kau tu di sana. Macam makin crack kau ah, haha. Ooooo, riben pink.&lt;br /&gt;Nafi: Oh.. hmm, wah katak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Apakan, it was funny. Pfft, who cares what you think, pessimist bastards ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autobots, roll out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7386909798742872905?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7386909798742872905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dedicated-my-day-to-biology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7386909798742872905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7386909798742872905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dedicated-my-day-to-biology.html' title='I dedicated my day to biology.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4462497806850775448</id><published>2009-06-30T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:25:10.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mistake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so now I really, really want to change back my relationship status on facebook, haha. Apparently, it's giving the opposite of my desired effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted was for people to get off my back but then, more people are actually starting to pester me about it. But I've gone too far, guess I just have to stick with it, haha. Who knows, I might weather the storm in due time and maybe that's when the effect will kick in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, I am sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on a lighter note, there'll be this JIS scholarship talk today and yeah, I just woke up, HAHA. Zirah, why, oh why am I still waking up at 12pm eventhough I slept at 12am? If that was the case, I should've just slept at 5.30am, I'll still wake up at 12pm, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to the talk. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly because I have better things to do and partly because I won't even consider the move anyway. Why damn myself to be a teacher when I still have a lot of opportunities in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I am now officially motivated to study. School's still out and scholarship results are in the open, I guess I have nothing else to lose other than my future, so what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neurosurgeon, a biologist, an engineer, a teacher, whatever. It doesn't matter what I want to be because I will still have to study, haha apakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success, here I come. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah. I want to maybe start this group of people where we'll devote ourselves to studying outside school. A band of nerds? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this group won't just be studying, we'll live the subjects, we'll live our lives. We will study and we will enjoy it, haha. Yeah, corny, so what? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not too nice. I am sincere whenever I offer my help and please do not question me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4462497806850775448?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4462497806850775448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4462497806850775448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4462497806850775448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/mistake.html' title='A mistake?'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-6917620671314477301</id><published>2009-06-29T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:43:49.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would give anything, anything at all, to be just like all those other guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't give a damn if that makes me common but I just hate being different. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh, haha, I really want to talk about something so badly but I just can't put it into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-6917620671314477301?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/6917620671314477301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-those-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6917620671314477301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6917620671314477301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-those-guys.html' title='One of those guys.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7018316707211355733</id><published>2009-06-27T15:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:30:51.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was kinda bored so I decided to change my blog layout. Like it? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write about stuff but nothing is coming out so I guess that's about it. Say something on my tagboard, o' invisible readers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding, I have nothing to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I do have something on my mind, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atu, something is bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7018316707211355733?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7018316707211355733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7018316707211355733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7018316707211355733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-lord.html' title='Good Lord.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-462500875294399140</id><published>2009-05-27T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:04:54.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken strings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, I got myself $1 from Mr. Ray George for my English letter. He called it excellent, I call it rubbish. ;) Woohoo, I improved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had conversations with Wana and Faruq the day before yesterday and what we concluded was that opposite attracts. Seriously, cause we couldn't find much that we have in common except for a few random and useless ones. However, that theory is very likely. As like most other things in the universe, unlike pairs tend to form stronger bonds than like pairs. So yeah, I hope it's true. Like pairs do attract to each other as well but by covalent bonds which are also relatively strong but takes a long time to build but hard to break. Wow, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading biology notes for days now. I know I should be focusing more on chemistry and additional mathematics since the exam is just a little more than 5 days from now but I promised Ms. Juraidah that I'll get 100% for our next biology test, which is tomorrow. I'm positively positive that I can do it cause I have Wana to help me. We both know how the rats died now, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been.. great recently. It's been all smiles lately but I do miss talking with them. Maybe when all my exams are over and done with, I'll come back to them. Like the great David Cook sang and I quote, "When you've find you, come back to me". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, school has been mentally AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt; demanding. Don't believe me? I lost 13kg since school started. See, this is very strange and serious. School &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shouldn't &lt;/span&gt;b&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;this exhausting.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Kris Allen won by the way. ;) Loving this. Just seems like all my American Idol favourites keep winning the Idol, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool didn't win this season though but that's okay, we have next season to really look forward to. We ended the season on a high with dozens of records broken and spectacular performances from the team. Keep it up, YNWA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-462500875294399140?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/462500875294399140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/05/broken-strings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/462500875294399140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/462500875294399140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/05/broken-strings.html' title='Broken strings.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-8100669773609602513</id><published>2009-04-23T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:17:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I managed to sell more than half of Cici's Shepherd's Pie and Zah's Batik Cake with our very own aspiring salesgirl, Aqilah Ariffin! Eventhough you kept taking over my jobs and pushing me closer and closer to the drain, it was fun seeing you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;make a fool&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enjoying yourself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's deja vu all over again today as this was my third consecutive year to qualify for the 100m race but didn't run. On my defence, I was busy running the MP Cafe to care and I just knew that I was selected that morning. So sorry Laksaman, that's why we lost. But not to worry, I have a fool-proof idea on how we're going to win back the title next year! Interested? Tag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to say that MP Cafe was a total success. We managed to raise.. a lot of money. I'm not sure how much but it a sight to behold. Most of it came from the drinks we sold. They sold out in minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today gave me an ephipany of what we should sell at the MS Carnival in August. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the whole event ended, the student council members made up for lost time by running our own races. I got silver for both 100m and 400m. I could've easily won gold for both if I really wanted to but I didn't want to, so I settled for second place since I've always preferred being second best. It takes the attention off you but you know that you're better than most of the rest ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPB planned to go for swimming afterwards, Malcolm invited me for tennis and Dinie asked me to accompany him play squash. I decided to turn all of them down and just head home for a few hours of shut eye. It didn't even take me a few minutes in the car to pass out. Must've been due to the bloody heat and me standing all morning. That and the fact that I've only slept for 8 hours for the past two days, I think I almost fainted. My head was all ditzy and aching, my breathe out of tempo and my eyes unfocused. I'm glad I made it home and managed to wash away all my sweat before dozing off into heavenly bliss on the black couch. I ended up regretting it later with a pain in my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to love being back early from school. This is frightening. I'm also starting to get addicted to Zah's Vico Cake, American Idol and Australian Next Top Model (what the hell?). Skins too, haha. Not for kids below Pre-U. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-8100669773609602513?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/8100669773609602513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/8100669773609602513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/8100669773609602513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-3947088515557225344</id><published>2009-04-21T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:44:07.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm currently obsessed with football and we all know that obsession is never a good thing. It's endlessly taking up my valuable free time and honestly, I've been ignoring my school work for it. Is there a cure for this sickness? Because I need serious help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's been awhile since I've done this. I know I haven't updated for a long while now and I'm sorry, it's not because I'm too busy or anything but it's just because I don't know what to say. I mean, I'm speechless. My life is as lively as a funeral. People have more fun in a cemetery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the reason why I've been trying to avoid school as much as I can. I went back early (at 12.30pm) on Saturday (for the first time in 3 years!) and I decided not to go to school on yesterday. Why? Officially, it's because I had a headache. Honestly, I just didn't feel like going, haha. Who knew that in my early departure and absence that I would miss a lot. I'm not talking about my studies (I'm not THAT nerdy) but about social stuff like gossips, futsal, hanging out, those kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I want to be apart of everything. I just want to be there when something happens. I need to know. I'm curious by nature, that's why I love reading. The source behind my love for a good story, my love for history, my love for science. What was I talking about again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really don't want to miss a thing. Aerosmith was right on the money when he wrote that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new spectacles tonight. My parents bought them at Giant. No, it's not the usual $10 (from the price of $12) ones with those painted rims. No, this one is an Armani. Yes, for once my glasses are branded. :) It's not what you think. It doesn't cost hundreds of dollars, it just costs $18, haha :) How do I keep getting all these stuff with these outrageous prices?! Giant, of course. Where else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As cruel as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I wish I could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I can't and I won't live a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-3947088515557225344?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/3947088515557225344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-it-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3947088515557225344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3947088515557225344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-it-rock.html' title='Let it rock.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-6468329148045456023</id><published>2009-04-16T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:04:57.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's different now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things have changed. For better or for worse, it has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-6468329148045456023?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/6468329148045456023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-different-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6468329148045456023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6468329148045456023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-different-now.html' title='It&apos;s different now.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7014680957758232611</id><published>2009-04-03T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:20:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayyub told me that I'm emo. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, last night was stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was too tired, too sleepy and a little too cramped to go but no, I had to go. I was forced and I had to comply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I went. And I wasted my time trying to stay awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I arrived home at 6pm and straight away I was limping back into the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The whole ceremony ended at 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was brain-dead by the time I got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The very reason why I overslept and woke up at 7.49am. I was late for the band and yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instruments arrived a few days ago but no flutes. They said it'll come by the end of April :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I don't know what else to say, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7014680957758232611?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7014680957758232611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7014680957758232611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7014680957758232611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-emo.html' title='I&apos;m not emo.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4710658089954291759</id><published>2009-04-01T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:39:22.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain, here I come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made up my mind, I'll be living in Spain once I'm done with Brunei :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If that can't happen, I'll just live in Denmark or France. I'm also going to start learning French and Spanish ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the MS Futsal League which I organized started today and my team lost :( 2-1 to Outsyders Alpha but that doesn't matter. Not yet anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything comes with a price and my price for making this league was that I missed out a very important meeting with the principal. I'm sorry Ummi but I had to be there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to make a decision. A very important decision - and I say no. I will not cut my hair. Not until June :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since tonight I'm a little free because I don't have to think about any proposals so I'm going to reorganize my life :) I've got additional responsibilities and they just can't fit in to my current schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Z-Class. I know some of you says that we're nerds, geeks. You may say that we have no life but in reality, we're having the time of our lives. Every single moment of our lives is filled with something to do and there's never a dull moment. Seriously. You people are the ones who have no life ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Tawa and Syahmi fixed the broken chairs in the Counseling Room and wow, it was fun. :D We'll try to fix the sofa tomorrow but we're not sure where to get the materials from so I was thinking of bringing something from home. I'll ask the rest to help along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go Squash tomorrow. I'm too tired and there's too many homework and projects for me to do. I think I'm gonna skip to the counseling room, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND no, I don't think I have time for a girl in life at the moment. HAHA. Just wanted to say that out loud. Hope I get paid tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4710658089954291759?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4710658089954291759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/spain-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4710658089954291759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4710658089954291759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/04/spain-here-i-come.html' title='Spain, here I come.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4739314265745739122</id><published>2009-03-29T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:28:39.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went blog surfing just now and I came across this blog where there's this song called RIver Flows in You by Hito. It's from Twilight, I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's such a wonderful song. When it played, tears flowed. My god, that's strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been on a emotional roller-coaster lately and it's weird. I never would have seen myself as a sensitive one and maybe I'm not but something's been bothering me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are officially over and I have mixed feelings about going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me longs to see my friends and teachers again but another part of me wishes all of them to just fade away. I think I still need a few days (weeks?) on my own. But one way or another, I'll still have to go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need this. I need something else. I need comfort. I need help. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4739314265745739122?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4739314265745739122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4739314265745739122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4739314265745739122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4470353090832642699</id><published>2009-03-29T06:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:53:48.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jai Ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read somewhere that Jai Ho means "may victory be yours".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's exactly the kind of song to listen to early in the morning! :D Thank you Raihan for your persistence in loving that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking in a language everyone around you don't understand is cool. It's no wonder that kids love to make up their own language for fun. But that's not my point. I think that people who speaks different languages are cool. I would love to learn to speak them. I would especially love to learn French, the language of love ;) and Spanish, the language of passion. Maybe Italian, German or Dutch as well :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I prefer blogging to facebook. It's more.. private. Plus, you can write anything here without others you don't know reading them as well. Here, I could be myself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Earth Hour passed yesterday and it was great :) 28th March 2009 will forever be remembered as my first Earth Hour and Amalia's 18th birthday ;) haha you're legal now :D sorry I couldn't make it to your BBQ :( Hope you enjoyed your day though, it's not everyday that you turn 18 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Earth Hour. I stargazed into the night :) I saw a flashback of my youth and I remembered how much I wanted to be an astronomer and an astronaut so that I could explore the universe. But I realize now that maybe I should just stick to Earth where home is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I just have to think about Earth Day. I'll be on the 22nd April 2009 and me and Ummi needs to present a working paper on it as soon as possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm starting to love all this environmental stuff again :) I miss MS Youth Initiative. That's why I'm thinking of re-establishing the club. But I don't know how.. I think I should ask some of the teachers to help me. I know that people ARE willing to join. The Earth needs help and we know it. Change is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th March 2009, today's the last day before school and I'm happy :) part of me is sad that this is all over but a huge part of me is relieve and excited that I'll be seeing my friends again soon :D it has been a long week and I miss them a lot. I miss them so much. They're the only reason I go facebooking ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS Youth Initiative 09'. My, won't that be a feat? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still confused :s I don't know what I want to be when I'm older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kem Qiadah V, there was this time when this inspirational speaker asked us to visualize where we think we would be in ten years. I couldn't see past high school. I couldn't see past MS. I couldn't see past my friends. I couldn't see past anything :( I almost cried. I don't know what I want to be and I'm running out of time. I need to decide soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4470353090832642699?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4470353090832642699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/jai-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4470353090832642699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4470353090832642699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/jai-ho.html' title='Jai Ho!'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-6446836477720893941</id><published>2009-03-28T07:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:36:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess I won't be going to the beach then :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a.. tiring day yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Band was okay, it was great even if I didn't get the flute then. They say the next shipment will come in April so I'll just have to be patient :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't know that my cousin will "nikah" that afternoon. Seriously, wow. But I'm not surprised. I've always been a nobody to my extended family. A freak, a nerd, hah. I don't care, they're poklens :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why but somehow I just.. feel weird among some of my girl cousins, hah. No matter how much I tried to fit in, it just doens't feel the same. I mean, I do have fun when I am with them but that's just that. I used to be close with them. I used to love them. I just.. don't feel the same anymore. I feel like an outcast among them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which brings us back to my cousin's exchanging of oaths. I really didn't want to come. I didn't want to see them, hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it was pretty much okay. Ajim was there and we hung out together, made jokes, laughed. Yunos, Shafiee and Hambali wasn't there but that's okay, they almost never do come to this kind of events. I miss the guys' sleepover we used to have whenever the holidays come :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 5am and showered, onlined and listened to Davinchi and Maksim until I reached school at 8am. The band dragged on until 11am but my parents fetched me almost an hour late since they were helping my cousin with her "nikah". Prayed the Jumaat prayers and almost immediately went to Suzie's place. The oath exchange took about 5 hours and I got home just in time to shower and wait for my pupils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition started at 7.30pm and ended at 9.30pm. So what I'm trying to say is that I didn't have any spare time yesterday that I couldn't finish my homework. Heck, I didn't even touch my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain though, I enjoyed the first and last moments of my day. I especially loved tuition. I love being a teacher and I love teaching. I just don't think I want to be a teacher for life :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling, I seriously do. I think I'm doing a great job with them and I won't stop. I'll get better :D you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends :( I miss my friends, my friends and I especially miss her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-6446836477720893941?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/6446836477720893941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6446836477720893941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6446836477720893941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/promise.html' title='A promise'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-3118302003621712798</id><published>2009-03-27T06:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:16:26.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Force of habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up at 5am :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There will be band practice later and I hope that I'll get the flute today :D I've been waiting for so long now and I don't know, me and Syahmi are really looking forward to it. Too bad he's still off in Hong Kong, haha so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been listening to Davinchi - Love &amp;amp; War, Maksim Mrvica's rhapsodies, a thailand song name Sabbai-Sabbai and Seize the Day by Avenged Sevenfold. I don't know what's wrong with me. These are songs from very different genres but then again, my playlist have always been weird, random. Shrinks would say that I have split personalities, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've just realized that a lot of people are starting to read my blog, haha so I won't really be posting PERSONAL stuff here :D or I'll just make it ambiguous and confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm going to cut my hair. Or maybe I should just let it grow long. :( I don't know what to do. If I had the money, I'll have bought wax by now, hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are my plans for today..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh man, I have tuition class later on :( haha I'll just have to finish my homework at night then. Everything needs to be over and done with by tonight. No excuses! I'm going to make myself and ultimatum: finish everything or don't go to the beach. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think that's about all for this morning. Hope you people have a great day today because I know I will :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-3118302003621712798?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/3118302003621712798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/force-of-habit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3118302003621712798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3118302003621712798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/force-of-habit.html' title='Force of habit'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-2878437669820161574</id><published>2009-03-26T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:17:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just realize that life is just too short to spend on worrying about trivial matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been 3 days since camp ended and I'm finally collected all the pieces in my mind. Long story short, I'm finally thinking straight again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Facebook is a menace. It's really taking all of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, what I'm really trying to say is we have to live our lives to the fullest. Why would anyone waste their time sitting in front of a computer and staring into the screen, waiting for a pop-up. You could use that time to do something useful, example: explore the world, exercise, study, talk, communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the problem with modern day teenagers. They spend too much time on the phone or on the computer. There's no interface anymore. No more face-to-face talk. No wonder we're spineless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the stab..? But blogging is good. It's really, really good. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could fill my time doing useful stuff. Holidays surfed by so fast and I'm really running out of time. So here's what I plan to do for the remainder of my 3 days of relaxation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do push-ups.&lt;br /&gt;3. Run laps.&lt;br /&gt;4. Jump high.&lt;br /&gt;5. Dance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Leap frog.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, haha. But seriously, I want to do them. Let's continue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;9. Catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;10. Eat with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;11. Buy a present for Amalia, haha.&lt;br /&gt;12. Slap my cousins on the back.&lt;br /&gt;13. Finish of all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;14. Study 2 or 3 topics in advance for all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;15. Change my blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;16. Have a heart-to-heart talk with someone.&lt;br /&gt;17. Dance in the rain, haha. I never get tired doing this.&lt;br /&gt;18. Apologize to people about stuff I did.&lt;br /&gt;19. Buy a meaningful book.&lt;br /&gt;20. Get $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's about it. All I have to do is figure out how to cram all that into 3 days and 4 nights but I'm not worried, I've been through Kem Qiadah V :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life! Seize the day! The world is yours for the taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-2878437669820161574?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/2878437669820161574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/carpe-diem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2878437669820161574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2878437669820161574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/carpe-diem.html' title='Carpe Diem'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7025992627242713317</id><published>2009-03-26T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:31:14.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the day by Avenged Sevenfold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm too young to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These's streets we traveled on will undergo our same lost past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found you here, now please just stay for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can move on with you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm too young to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(a melody, a memory, or just one PICTURE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Newborn life replacing all of us, changing this fable we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No longer needed here so where do we go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But girl, what if there is no eternal life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm too young to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(a melody, a memory, or just one PICTURE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time You lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trials in life, questions of us existing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't wanna die alone without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please tell me what we have is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So what if I never hold you, yeah, or kiss your lips again? Whooooah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I never want to leave you and the memories OF us to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I beg don't leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time You lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trials in life, questions of us existing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't wanna die alone without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please tell me what we have is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I stand here alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falling away from you, no chance to get back home) x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7025992627242713317?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7025992627242713317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/seize-day-by-avenged-sevenfold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7025992627242713317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7025992627242713317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/seize-day-by-avenged-sevenfold.html' title='Seize the day by Avenged Sevenfold'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-3863552208045614002</id><published>2009-03-25T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:18:58.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truly touching and heart felt. =&apos;)'/><title type='text'>To the unsung heroes of Kem Qiadah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As some of you may already know, Kem Qiadah was officially held from the 20th to 23rd at Maktab Sains PSBS. The participants were required to stay there for the duration of the camp and were not allowed to bring electronic devices. The activities were no easy feat, although some people would scoff and say "sekadar." It took both physical and mental endurance to march with the police force for nearly three hours, navigate FOUR HILLS at Bukit Shahbandar and ran around Muara Beach solving quizzes and physical tests alike. These were all done under the HOT BLAZING SUN. During the whole time, we observed the Ahli Jawatankuasa (AJK) - the pra-U one PRS members - and we all commented on just how LUCKY they are, for they were excluded from the rigorous activities. We didn't stop to think that they were suffering just as much as we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Being sleep deprived, hungry and bone-tired makes us more susceptible to forgetting the efforts of others and actually thanking them. While the teachers also did their share of work, it was the AJK who worked tirelessly till 3 in the morning, to ensure our time at Kem Qiadah would not be fruitless. They are the ones who went through the Shahbandar hills and Muara beach first, just to prepare our games, to make sure they would go off without a hitch. So, in truth, they went through what we did, perhaps even more. So I think we should all congratulate the AJK, the behind-the-scene people, who were mostly forgotten by the teachers and students alike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Thank you for thinking of our well-being, for making sure we were fed, for taking time off your holiday to be there for us. Let's not forget that these student leaders are 16-18 years old, too young, I think, to be shouldering such heavy burdens as taking care of their fellow peers. Also, keep in mind that had they not given their best in their work, we would've been more sleep-deprived, hungry and tired. So, on the behalf of every Kem Qiadah participant, I wish all of you my most heartfelt thanks. Looking forward to seeing what other amazing feats you guys are capable of in the future! SYABAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; And extra thanks to Rachel Lai for attempting to upload the massive number of photos she took! Also, sorry if I forgot to tag some people. Mention and I'll tag them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Aqilah (and all  Kem Qiadah participants)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; *btw, my toothbrush and toothpaste are missing. Ada di gym? Sorry :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-3863552208045614002?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/3863552208045614002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-unsung-heroes-of-kem-qiadah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3863552208045614002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/3863552208045614002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-unsung-heroes-of-kem-qiadah.html' title='To the unsung heroes of Kem Qiadah'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1241147364169550413</id><published>2009-03-25T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:49:05.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kem Qiadah V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kem Qiadah V is finally over ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A look through the eyes of an AJK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought the first few hours was hell when we had to rearrange the cafeteria tables and chairs, carry bottles after bottles of water from the HEP all the way to the canteen, move back and forth from the auditorium to the girl's hostel to the gym and to everywhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was wrong, that was just the beginning. Imagine doing all those things over and over and over again. Imagine running around Bandar Seri Begawan, Bukit Shahbandar and Muara Beach. Imagine doing all those hard work and not even acknowledged by the teachers. Imagine being criticize for DOING them. That's what we endured while you were out having fun. How could you say we had it easy? How could you say THAT was nothing compared to what you did? You were sleep-deprived? Hungry? Sometimes, we just slept for 1 hour! Sometimes, we starved for 24 hours! Our food was your left-overs. What you didn't want, we ate. When you complained that you didn't get enough food what did you think we had? On the flip side though, we got the air-conditioned room. I mean, ROOMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, stupid, stupid her. I don't know if she read blogs but I'll just call her Ms. Moley. Maybe you'll know her ;) She lives in the counseling room. She's the cause of most of our grief and pain. We paid $30 to WORK. We didn't even participate in the events. She didn't even thanked us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything else just cruised through my head so I don't really remember much except being with the other AJKs. Seriously, if it wasn't for them, I don't know how I'll survive those hellish 4 days and 3 nights. We stuck by each other through the complains, through the suffering. We made jokes about it, we laughed it off because we knew that whatever happens, we'll always have each other. We provided a shoulder for one another to lean on and helped whenever we can and we had fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we can, we'll relax with Tekken 5, Big 2 or just hanging out with each other. We'll eat, sleep, complain and laugh together as if we don't have a care in the world. Most importantly, we bonded in ways we never did before. For once, I actually understand why people hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this post is coherrent or not but I just want to get this out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though we suffered, I will never regret joining Kem Qiadah. Especially looking at the looks and faces of all those happy kids. It made me feel that it was worth it. It was worth seeing all those happy faces and laughter. It was worth the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a way, I did enjoyed it and strangely, I'm missing it. I miss everyone.. and I'm really going miss you guys if you leave. So please don't. I know I'm being selfish but I'll be lonely. Do you really want to leave us to deal with that lame monster all by ourselves? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1241147364169550413?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1241147364169550413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/kem-qiadah-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1241147364169550413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1241147364169550413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/kem-qiadah-v.html' title='Kem Qiadah V'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1917426423799430997</id><published>2009-03-14T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:45:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best week ever! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Liverpool won, 4-1 against Manchester United ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 days ago, 4-0 against Real Madrid ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first, I was worried because Liverpool was constantly under attacked by Manchester's strikers during the first quarter of the match. The penalty conceded by Reina and taken by Christiano Ronaldo made it even worse. So Liverpool was down 0-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Liverpool being as they are would always respond to a challenge and equalized with Torres just 5 minutes later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Both teams played well but Gerrard's penalty gave Liverpool a 2-1 lead before the half-time whistle. Way to go Gerrard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second half started without much action but a second yellow card for Vidic gave Liverpool a free kick and Aurelio clinched the ball to the back of the net with a wide-eyed van der Sar helpless. He didn't even react. So, 3-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dossena rubbed salt all over Fergurson's deep wound with another goal in the last minute with a magnificent lob towards the goal. What a lovely night this has turned out to be. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Congratulations to Liverpool for closing the gap on Manchester United and especially to Dossena for his second ever goal for Liverpool and his first a few days ago against Real Madrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I only with that Robbie Keane was there to celebrate alongside the Liverpool players but alas, that dream will never be realized. He should've been given more time Rafa, you should know that. He's a wonderful player and he could've been even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it's been a great week for Liverpool. Especially for Rafa Benitez. This game was his centrion (100th) win for Liverpool. Go Liverpool! Stay fit Torres, keep on shooting Gerrard and don't stop scoring Dossena. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has certainly been the best week ever for Liverpool and its fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1917426423799430997?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1917426423799430997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-week-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1917426423799430997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1917426423799430997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-week-ever.html' title='Best week ever! ;)'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-2649816704405811236</id><published>2009-03-13T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:26:20.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope this feeling will last forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's official, I'm in the band. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the instrument I choose is the flute. Maybe after I've mastered the flute, I'll learn how to play the piano and guitar as well. Yes, I'm that hopeful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived exactly at 8.00am. The others came around 9. That's what I call fashionably late. But the instructors arrived around the same time too, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how read and write music today, for the very first time in my life. :) I enjoyed it so much and the instructor, wow. His voice, beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that the flute may be ready for me on Sunday, so I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the atmosphere of the school on a weekend. So empty and vast. The silence was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to let all that feeling go to waste so I jogged and explored the whole school. I felt so free. Even though my body still aches from yesterday but I have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tutored the students again. I think I'm starting to love teaching. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to post this up because I just don't want to forget how I feel the way I feel today, tonight, right now. I can't describe it but I know that I'll always remember it whenever I read back on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Arif's birthday party and I still haven't found my clothes yet. :( Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody. :) I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-2649816704405811236?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/2649816704405811236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hope-this-feeling-will-last-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2649816704405811236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2649816704405811236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hope-this-feeling-will-last-forever.html' title='I hope this feeling will last forever.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1822596940336233178</id><published>2009-03-12T19:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:06:19.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Selection 09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to participate in ALL of the sports available for me but this year, I just tried 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I did ran the 100m race twice and got number 2 with 12s. I lost to Sofian, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tried Javelin next and it flew far but not far enough apparently, so that's the end of that sad chapter of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My highlight of the day though was the 9.57m Shot Putt I threw. I qualified first place with no one even coming close to that score ;). I just hope I'll get a medal this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PPB and Outsyders went swimming after the selections but not before we stopped by the tennis courts and saw many, many great young tennis players of Asia (and some Europeans) and wow, were they hot. They were sizzling. Sexy. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, we watched them play as we ate for about an hour before we set off for the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was damn fun. Tiring but fun. Swam around for about 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We planned to play tennis after the swim but since the tennis courts were all fully booked, we decided to just hang out in their canteen until our parents came. Apparently, Brunei's Chess Association is located in the same building as the tennis complex. Maybe I'll stop by sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a school magazine commity this year. The first of its kind in our school so everyone's pretty hyped about it. Lots of people wants to join it, including yours truly. ;) Man, I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another important thing. I've decided to be the Maktab Sains Band and I hope I'll get the flute. I really hope so, if not I'll just get back out. ;) So, me and Syahmi will come tomorrow to join the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all I have to say. Thank you Mr. Jee for teaching Z-class about sport physics yesterday. It was fun and very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Faruq, what was all that about? Now I'll just be more awkward around him, haha. To Hafizuddin (if you happen to read this), I'm sorry for your CD. I know it's been ages. I'll repay it with something else. What would you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with a hope of mine and that hope is for Laksama will win the sport events again this year! Go LAKSAMANA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1822596940336233178?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1822596940336233178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-selection-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1822596940336233178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1822596940336233178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-selection-09.html' title='Sports Selection 09.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-764543355288486746</id><published>2009-03-05T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:42:26.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The urge to scream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I personally prefer Hey Monday to Paramore. I think it's because they're more pop-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuition is actually fun, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, it's already March. I think I need to do something with my school stuff. It needs re-organizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to catch up on all my unfinished homework ;). Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost my MP3. I hope it's somewhere around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to choose whether I should spend this weekend trying to win $150 at Yayasan, swim at the stadium (followed by tennis) or just stay home and catch up on my school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kem Qiadah is coming and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love life as a student council member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for someone and I still can't choose between medicine, engineering or teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-764543355288486746?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/764543355288486746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/urge-to-scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/764543355288486746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/764543355288486746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/urge-to-scream.html' title='The urge to scream.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4251240929836856883</id><published>2009-03-05T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:54:20.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been a very tiring week.. and it's not even over yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday- Nothing out of the blue in school. Tuition started ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday- Escaped school, slept at home instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday- Played a football match with the MPs. We lost, 8-10, to the form 4s. Beginner's luck! We were leading 7-4! Doesn't matter, it was fun :D. Tuition night again, it was supposedly from 7.30pm to 9.00pm but I must've lost track of time and extended it to 10.03pm since their parents won't come until then. So yeah, it was tiring but kinda fun (and very, very satisfying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my classmates (15 of them to be exact) went to Ministry of Education this morning for some scholarship thing. I wasn't invited.. as well as my 4 other remaining classmates. So sad, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squash with Dinie during CCA. I got him hooked to the sport and now I think he's addicted to it. It was fun but I was tired out really early. I guess it must've been from yesterday. I also just slept for 5 hours last night, just a random fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm the Assistant Head of Social and Marketting Group 2009/10. We're still thinking of a great name to call ourselves, seeing that "Social and Marketting" is a mouthful. Maybe I should consider S&amp;amp;M? Could work, haha. Or Teh Tarik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Faruq's going to play squash soon too. ;) Another victim to squash, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4251240929836856883?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4251240929836856883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/weak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4251240929836856883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4251240929836856883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/weak.html' title='Weak.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7742830284019848250</id><published>2009-03-02T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:12:26.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I began tutoring tonight and I WASN'T EVEN PREPARED! Not because I was lazy (maybe, slightly) but because it was suppose to start on Wednesday. Somehow, the parents misheard or misunderstood and sent them 2 days early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I improvised and helped them through some maths. I hope I did okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's move on, so today was a slow if not boring day. I think I slept halfway through the biology surprise test, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Student Council held a meeting today, not much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yes, I decided to just teach chemistry and maths. I think I'll get $180 per month from teaching 4 pupils, do the maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am taking 5 subjects, coping with all the homework, being a Student Council and teaching tuition. Man, I love my life. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't have any. I'm just glad tonight is over but I am seriously not looking forward for tomorrow. Come on, I still have chemistry, physics and pure maths unfinished homework and ANOTHER biology &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprise &lt;/span&gt;test! Plus, a chemistry practical from 3-5pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I can't wait for the week to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, the Brunei National Day Celebration was great! I forgot to mention it earlier but I take back all that I've said before and wow, the best celebration in Brunei &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7742830284019848250?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7742830284019848250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/unexpected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7742830284019848250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7742830284019848250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/03/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-5082613655109337621</id><published>2009-02-26T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:05:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to do something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I.. don't know what to blog about tonight. So, goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-5082613655109337621?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/5082613655109337621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/need-to-do-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5082613655109337621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5082613655109337621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/need-to-do-something.html' title='Need to do something.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4902024930460732387</id><published>2009-02-20T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:04:23.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'll tutor English as well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll charge $50 per month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Subjects: Chemistry, English and Mathematics D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 hours per week for each subject. That sounds about nice. I think. Do you think I should add more? So, 9 hours per week.. maybe I should drop one, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now all I have to do is talk to a few teachers, allocate the time, buy some books, brush up on my knowledge and give my parents my answer. I think I'll be fine. This tuition stuff isn't as difficult as I thought it was (I know I'll regret saying this later but who cares~).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be starting my cross-country training tomorrow from 2pm, so to anyone who wishes to join me, be my guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/s: I think I'm obsessed with chess. I just can't seem to get it out of my head. ;) I think that that's a good thing, I've always had a bit of a problem with patience. Maybe this is a chance for me to improve myself.&lt;/span&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/1271314750942945763-4902024930460732387?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4902024930460732387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-ill-tutor-english-as-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4902024930460732387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4902024930460732387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-ill-tutor-english-as-well.html' title='I think I&apos;ll tutor English as well.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-6621992665512720985</id><published>2009-02-20T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:49:08.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could make a lot of money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, my dad asked me if I would like to tutor a few of his friends' sons and daughters for O'Levels. I told him that I could only teach maybe 5 at maximum and that I'll think about it. He asked me to think fast, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they want to take Maths and English, maybe Chemistry too. I would gladly teach them Maths but I think it'll be difficult as hell teaching English to.. to.. you know. I love English, I do. My favourite language by a long shot. I also think that I'm very good at it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry.. I think I could teach that. I mean, I'm taking June. It's like what Mr. Soh would always say, "the best way to learn is to teach".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe I should just tutor them Chemistry and Maths but English.. nah, I'll just stick to the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next problem, what to teach them..? Should I teach them from scratch? What do I ask them to refer to. I think I need Chemistry past year-papers as well as notes. Man, I haven't even started and I'm already suffocating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths will be a piece of cake to teach, hahaha. I mean come on, it's not Additional Mathematics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money, money, money. How much should I charge? I'm not that great so I think it should be around $30-$50 per subject? Less? More? How much would a normal tuition fee cost? I wouldn't know, I never took any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should ask a few friends for help. As well as a few teachers for guidance. Plus, I could always say no if I think it's not worth my time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-6621992665512720985?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/6621992665512720985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-make-lot-of-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6621992665512720985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/6621992665512720985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-make-lot-of-money.html' title='I could make a lot of money.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4753854913145108131</id><published>2009-02-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:19:23.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday is here again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;March pass practice again this morning and I daresay we were awesome. :D The most conflicted group among all others. One half was singing wholeheartedly while the other was screaming for them to shut up. It was so beautiful, haha. It was also so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began sweating even before we marched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the MP List for 2009/2010 came out. I'm not sure who made it because I went back at 12pm but congratulations to those that made the list and condolences to those who didn't. It's not the end of the world, trust me. Plus, you could always give us a helping hand whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4753854913145108131?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4753854913145108131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-is-here-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4753854913145108131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4753854913145108131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-is-here-again.html' title='Thursday is here again.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4370627254423760911</id><published>2009-02-18T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:38:09.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-country training.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;28th February, 2009. I think I speak on behalf of the majority of PU1s that we are unfit because I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare for the accursed event, I tried to do a dry run. Let me emphasize TRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to follow 1km into the new route with Zulfikar as my guide initially but I got lost and breathless when I told him to go on without me. So I made a different turn from Pizza Hut and made my way back to school. So, in total I jogged about 2km or so. 2km. The whole route is 7.2km in total. I can't even go on beyond 2km. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to play basketball with Lawrence when I did my jog. I guess I just wasn't in the mood to play basketball so I kind of ditched him for Zul, haha. I'm sorry Lawrence or Lawrance (according to your I.C.) but you did 'borrow' my ball without permission so I think we're even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, apparently, spoiled Zeerul's day by spoiling his chess games. I'm sorry, I was just so bored and restless. Plus, you didn't let me get a go at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chess, I want to improve my playing but I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-country, I know how to improve but I don't know if I can keep it up. I'll just keep jogging (would running work better?) from today until the 28th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also played futsal after my run. I scored a lot. :D To the point that my teammates started to get annoyed with me. I seem to annoy a lot of people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunei Darussalam's 25th National Day is coming and the our march pass looked like crap. ;D It was perfect at first, from our rest area to the stadium. It started to stink when we entered the stadium, we all lost our beat and rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to offend anyone but the performance loooks boring. Seriously. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Faruq just got his first chicken pox! I think, haha. I'm not sure. Heck, I don't even know. Just get the week over with and I'll see you next week! You're lucky you're out school and the march pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4370627254423760911?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4370627254423760911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/cross-country-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4370627254423760911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4370627254423760911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/cross-country-training.html' title='Cross-country training.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1073029720554632612</id><published>2009-02-13T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:14:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just like seeing a bridge you've been building all your life collapse right in front of you from the lightest breeze, that's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you do that to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, I'm seriously behind on homework. I'm glad that next week will be school free. I'm just depressed that we'll be spending it standing in the bright scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, sometimes some things in these world are better left unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to question my role in their lives as well as theirs in mine. I feel as if I'm not even worth their time. They treat me as if I am a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the council, my words seems to mean nothing to you. I suggest an idea and you act as if I'm not even there, screw you. I'll make my own environmental campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're black!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't that white either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1073029720554632612?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1073029720554632612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1073029720554632612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1073029720554632612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-5263030509418191986</id><published>2009-02-04T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:04:50.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw the speech idea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll deliver it on saturday. :D Can't really blog anything at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spend four hours searching for the biology text book around Brunei and guess what? No bookstore has any stock of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how am I going to explain that to that devil-haired Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-5263030509418191986?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/5263030509418191986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/screw-speech-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5263030509418191986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5263030509418191986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/02/screw-speech-idea.html' title='Screw the speech idea.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-2048749158876086332</id><published>2009-01-31T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:30:56.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first speech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Event: Awesome Speech #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venue: Counseling Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: 02 February 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time: Somewhere between 1-2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This invitation is open to anyone. Anyone who has access to the counseling room that is. Need I say more? Hopefully 'Mom' won't be there. I'd be shy as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Note: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If by some cruel twist of fate that I did not make any speech, feel free to 'persuade' me to give one nonetheless. Results, though, will not be guaranteed. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-2048749158876086332?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/2048749158876086332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-speech_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2048749158876086332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2048749158876086332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-speech_31.html' title='My first speech.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-2019609619409382246</id><published>2009-01-31T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:40:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get things organize.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, results are over and done with. No point crying over spilt milk. I can't seem to concentrate these past few days but that's all about to change.. tomorrow. I promise. As for tonight.. maybe I'll finish that book Faruq borrowed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I somehow missed something important that seemed trivial when the results hysteria broke out:  I met Pengiran Sarah during squash on Thursday. The girls there can't stop admiring her and I don't blame them. She is kind of good-looking. Leave it to the royal family to find a bombshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my agenda for tomorrow will be: finish all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's time to do anything else, maybe I'll read a book on geography. ;) Maybe biology. It's good to read ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-2019609619409382246?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/2019609619409382246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-get-things-organize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2019609619409382246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2019609619409382246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-get-things-organize.html' title='Time to get things organize.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-447300242706178130</id><published>2009-01-31T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:59:02.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not sure what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an assembly for us today. Some of us were forced to leave school. It was a strange atmosphere, like the aftershock of an earthquake. Like everything else, it goes both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sit through class to class with their mind wondering off into oblivion. Teachers tried their best to get their attention but all in vain, most just give up and started talking to themselves. Another reason why I respect them and never want to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intellectuals walk around with their heads in the clouds, debating to themselves which scholarship course to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others watch them bumble into desks, trip on their toes and fall down from the stairs in awe. Not really, but they wish. As for me? I wish them to get the hell out of MS as soon as possible. In a good way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, along with a hundred of hopefuls, are hanging on the edge. We are given hope, a tiny hope. A chance so slight one would be crazy to try and insane to let it pass. It drives us insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March pass is a compulsory act of patriotism for Lower Six in our school, apparently. To march in front of the Sultan is the highest honour a Bruneian could achieve, I believe. I also believe that unicorns lives with bigfoot at the end of the rainbow but what do I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as immediately as we were informed we had to practice, we were forced to start. It was fun, somehow. Funny, too. It just seems right to let lose your inner child. Even for a few minutes. I seem to hold a looser grip on it recently. Need to buy a tighter one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially enjoyed my 'hanging out, let loose' time waiting for the march pass practice to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, condolences to those who would have to leave us. Especially to Bahrin Asyikin, Ugama classmate for a year, friend for a lifetime. Farewell, ex-captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-447300242706178130?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/447300242706178130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/speechless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/447300242706178130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/447300242706178130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/speechless.html' title='Speechless.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-4219709469001171428</id><published>2009-01-29T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:25:48.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squash was tiring. O'Levels are over and done with.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Results are finally out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going to tell you how I got mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Hey Nafi, I got the message. Results are out," said Ayyub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stared at him in disbelief. "You're kidding, right?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Check your mobile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I checked and there it was, a new message notification. I swore. End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others weren't so lucky, they had to wait almost an hour after I got mine because apparently they were to cheap to spare $3 to get their results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were finally posted up, I tagged along with them, for obvious reasons. Humans are curious little creatures, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't describe the scene I saw. Mostly because I can't describe it but also because I am too tired to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to everyone who've got awesome results. Hope you'll continue your excellent streak and go away soon, please. The school's getting too crowded with all you smart-ass people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give my condolences to those who didn't do quite well. Truthfully, I think we all get what we deserve. Let's just hope that this will serve as a lesson for you in the future to strive for excellence (weiseh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah, I was just kidding. I'm sorry for you but you have to admit that you screwed up. So why not change now? You still have your whole life ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be getting to know Brunei more because it seems like I'm here to stay. For another 2 years at least. Hopefully not but I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am sure though is that I'll work twice as hard from now on. My speech is still on Monday. The topic is.. a secret! I won't reveal anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, homework. Tomorrow everything must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-4219709469001171428?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/4219709469001171428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/squash-was-tiring-olevels-are-over-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4219709469001171428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/4219709469001171428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/squash-was-tiring-olevels-are-over-and.html' title='Squash was tiring. O&apos;Levels are over and done with.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-7599458105640834507</id><published>2009-01-25T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:02:06.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumble Fish - 예감 좋은 날</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't even know the name of the song. I just know that I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Belalong people are back. I didn't know Belalong is in Temburong, I thought it was in Tutong. If I knew that, I would have definitely come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's going in my list for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty grips me as my reality sinks in. I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for tonight. Or maybe for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized how drastic my public relations are. I'm seriously in trouble there, I have a problem with speaking to the public. Or to anyone for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my solution: I'll make a speech every 14 days and deliver it in the counseling room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that could work. One problem, I've known them for 2 years. Some even longer, but it'll do. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the Chinese New Year, as well as the day of the solar eclipse. So, to all you Chinese, happy new year! And please stop talking in class. You do know that you guys talk as if the world is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to my list of buddies, I need an enemy. A healthy dose of rivalry is always good for your mental well-being. Plus, it'll be fun to scheme against someone. Trust me, it'll drastically improve your planning and chess-playing ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my time in Japan. When life was simpler and far less complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-7599458105640834507?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/7599458105640834507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/rumble-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7599458105640834507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/7599458105640834507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/rumble-fish.html' title='Rumble Fish - 예감 좋은 날'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-2059670658486246069</id><published>2009-01-24T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:21:23.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of Awangku Mohammad Hanafi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've finally got my post diary. My form teacher issued them this morning. It looks so nice that I couldn't bring myself to write anything in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that I have a diary, let's hope that I'll use it. Not discard it aside and leave it to decompose for the year. I believe I have the cleanest diaries in the history of MS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way, the fire alarm rang halfway into stats class and we had to waste an hour in the car park doing nothing. Stupid glitch in the system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time during the day, I've decided how I'll tackle my dilemma. I'll just replace Faruq! But how do you replace a best friend..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll still be my best friend, I'm sure, but I need a study-buddy. Since he won't always be with me, I guess a substitute or more are required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, buddies I need are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bio-buddy&lt;br /&gt;2) Chem-buddy&lt;br /&gt;3) Phys-buddy&lt;br /&gt;4) Maths-buddy&lt;br /&gt;5) English-buddy&lt;br /&gt;6) PR-buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how to speak perfectly in public. Preferably by the end of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I also need a squash-buddy, someone to play squash with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need a swimming-buddy, I have Ayyub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my dearest readers, if you're interested in filling up these positions, please find me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, don't find me. I'll find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-2059670658486246069?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/2059670658486246069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/diary-of-nafi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2059670658486246069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/2059670658486246069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/diary-of-nafi.html' title='Diary of Awangku Mohammad Hanafi.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1719920808500138721</id><published>2009-01-23T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:16:57.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is out of control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My world is unorganized and my life is spinning out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know who to ask about homework anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About what the teacher just said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He left and now I am all alone in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not really alone but I'm an idiom of someone who'd just lost a diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Earlier this week, I didn't realize how drastic my absence would affect those around me. I learn the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cursed fever apparently caused 3 of my classmates to drop out of class and leave me since I left them. Cursed fever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, the class does seem a lot spacier since they've gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the minus side, Faruq was among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all together, 7 people had left PU1Z since school began on the 6th. From 29 students, we're left with 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results will be out soon and I hate the dramatic wait. It's eating everyone inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to fall in love with squash all over again. Though I still think badminton is the best and tennis is the coolest. I think I'm falling out of basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming is put on a definite hold unless the pool open on the Chinese New Year. Hoping that they do. I invited Ayyub, he's going to ask the pool. Don't know who else I should invite. Faruq and Jazmi are still out camping, Halim is in UK and Lawrence is Lawrence. No self-respecting Chinese would go out swimming on their new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my life back together. They've been apart for long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-1719920808500138721?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/1719920808500138721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life-is-out-of-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1719920808500138721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/1719920808500138721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life-is-out-of-control.html' title='My life is out of control.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-5775459489803571503</id><published>2009-01-17T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:08:04.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone is moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My seniors' just graduated. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They will be sorely missed. Especially Fadhil, Azim, Bahri, Kahar, Dao, Adeq, Ayyub, Syefa, Nana, Bilah and everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suddenly, the idea that no one will be there to watch our backs just seems so sad but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope that we'll meet again someday, and soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In other news, apparently girls enjoy basketball too. Especially Wana. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of school (were we?); there seems to be no end to the homework we're given, I need a rest. I can't keep sleeping around midnight. Though I seem to develop a knack to it. I may, just may, survive on 6 hours of sleep alone. Though not for long, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is why I am really going to enjoy my sleep tonight. Tomorrow's a Sunday! Although I do have tonnes of homework due on Monday.. this is depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was hoping to splash around the pool tomorrow but that seemed to put a dent to that plan. Guess I'll have to put a hold on that for awhile, at least until I've got my life sorted out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need glasses and I need them bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for the pen, Faruq. I love it. Know what else I love, the rain. Especially the January rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It just never seems to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1271314750942945763-5775459489803571503?l=aqua-nafii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/feeds/5775459489803571503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-is-moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5775459489803571503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1271314750942945763/posts/default/5775459489803571503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqua-nafii.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-is-moving-on.html' title='Everyone is moving on.'/><author><name>Awangku Mohamad Hanafi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574578453212786225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SQV-XNFuIVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E8YQVecCXPg/S220/Nafi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1271314750942945763.post-1696197050370835629</id><published>2009-01-14T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:33:55.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SW3YtBjct-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XslVDvQrMe4/s1600-h/3152347850_3a08b2b765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yg-Lm5iRVJg/SW3YtBjct-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XslVDvQrMe4/s320/3152347850_3a08b2b765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291123405253031906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess it's a little too late to wish everyone a happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since everyone seem to be resolving themselves this year, I decided I should as well. Who wouldn't want a fresh start, right? So here's my new year's resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Be more religious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Get top 5 in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finish all my homework and assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Do not taunt/tease/annoy my teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Be more active, win something related to sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stop swearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7) Study hard and study smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8) Be more polite (to everyone).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9) Stop being lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10) Blog at least once a week ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11) Swim twice a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12) Participate more in Student Council related activities, jobs, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13) Save $50 a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14) Tennis once a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15) Basketball twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;16) Read more books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's about it. Get top 5 in class, that's my (second) utmost priority at the moment. I need to show everyone that I have what it takes to be in the Z class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, one more resolution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17) Restrict online time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But then, I can't really concentrate on my homework if I'm not online.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, the first week of school has been tiring but fun. The orientation for the year 7 students was fun and I'm actually starting to enjoy doing my homework. Though staying up until 11pm eacg night is starting to take a toll on me. I'm sure I'll be spending my weekend morning in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since my brother is studying in MS as well, I have to stay back until 5.30pm but I wish Cikgu Harisah would entrust the Counseling Room key to me. I should ask her tomorrow. That way, I won't be kick out an hour before my car arrives, wondering around aimlessly in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's about it. I miss the orientation and the year 7s. Jupiter rules! We won first place, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, happy belated new year of 2009. 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