<?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-7166800529116817191</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:40:25.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashrun's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2718545139531811029</id><published>2011-03-20T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:30:40.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After such a long time.....</title><content type='html'>So here I am back. Tsk2 after such a very long time eyy. Well I'm updating this blog with baby''s itouch. So I try my best to update the best of what's happening to my life right now. Finish with my year end exams. Waiting for my year two. Well I hope not to retake any of my modules. Dear God, please let me pass all me five modules. Hopefully... Mathematics two is such a killer. It's like so hard to do that i've never given up hope on such paper like how I did to that module. Hmmm. And moreover my attendance for semester two has been very very shity! Tsk! Baby's working real hard while I'm slacking at home. Haha. Very the awkward feeling. Well so I think up till here now I update. Hands are tired from typing already. Till a random update next time yeah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2718545139531811029?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2718545139531811029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2718545139531811029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2718545139531811029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2718545139531811029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2011/03/after-such-long-time.html' title='After such a long time.....'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2434397257533941805</id><published>2010-10-09T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:36:55.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so, I have not been updating my blog. So I didn't update his too. Guess who I am? Darn right it's Inna Syakinah here. Still alive, still his girlfriend :) Hehe. Our 11th monthsary is coming. So that makes it about 3 months of not updating, aren't I right? Hey baby, please update your blog again soon? I miss you blogging, you know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. If anyone happened to have read my blog recently. Then skip this. Because basically it will be about us :) Well, it was not a great 3 months of missing in action. We went through a lot. Quarreled, fought and whatever nots. But thank goodness we pulled through and now we're waiting for our 1st year next month. How fast time flies. I love you dear :D Thanks for being patient with me, putting up with all my jealousy and shits. I'm a better girl now. Oops, lady? :) I am telling you guys! I'm laughing to myself right now, while updating this. Thinking of all those moments we had. C-R-A-Z-Y! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures.... Yes pictures. Want pictures of Raya and anything else? Visit my multiply :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what next.....? Oh yes, his results. GPA of 3.2. Yes, I know. This guy here needn't do a thing to get this freaking great grade. What if he studies? Smart baby isn't he. Erkkkkk, i know. Whatever, I don't care if I get mushy or whatever else -.-" He got to know his class too. A lot of new girl classmates. I THINK I'M GONNA GO THROUGH ANOTHER PHASE OF UNCONTROLLED JEALOUSY. So b, if you're reading this. Please, don't do anything stupid/crazy in school. Especially with girls :D Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2434397257533941805?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2434397257533941805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2434397257533941805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2434397257533941805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2434397257533941805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay-so-i-have-not-been-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2292897943163083143</id><published>2010-07-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:23:28.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Abdullah Nashrun can now rest his fingers and just let me do the updating for him. Might as well, he delete this blog and then people can just know more about him through my blog right? B, you should consider that option alright ;p Or another? Stop being lazy and update your blog. Heee ;p &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This boy right here, is now going through a phase where it seems that he's very lazy to get up for school. Or maybe even go to school! But since, he's been absent for 10 days already then he should be absent no more. He's always doing quite well for his grades. Attendence je problem :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just a few minutes ago, when it was still 13 July 2010, it was our 8th monthsary. So baby, happy 8th monthsary. Again :) Don't be lazy. Go to school. Love your smile, smile always. Love you laugh, laugh too. I love you, always will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2292897943163083143?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2292897943163083143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2292897943163083143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2292897943163083143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2292897943163083143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-think-abdullah-nashrun-can-now-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3906545664536732436</id><published>2010-06-08T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T03:02:51.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am, again. We're having our one-of-the-not-good-nights. He's out with his friends and I hope so that he be back home soon. The latest news I can bring to you is that my boy's having his holidays now. and, he got a job. Proud of him, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I know you're angry with me that I worsened things. But hear me out alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3906545664536732436?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3906545664536732436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3906545664536732436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3906545664536732436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3906545664536732436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-8108708268466610082</id><published>2010-05-20T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:36:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S_VVrAxa3wI/AAAAAAAAArA/7eDKo5gQT-8/s1600/18052010+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S_VVrAxa3wI/AAAAAAAAArA/7eDKo5gQT-8/s320/18052010+(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473375119568723714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boy is really neglecting his blog. Hello mister, thank me please :p He's asleep now anyway. Taking what he calls nap. But when I wake him up later, bcos he asks me to, he will go back to sleep. Poor boy, he's really tired. Oh by the way, it was our 6 months last 13th. And yeah, we obviously enjoyed each other's company. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did I mention he already got his bike? Thank goodness :) Now the boy here can bring me about everywhere. But first, lets get used to the road ;p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodnight people! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-8108708268466610082?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/8108708268466610082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=8108708268466610082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8108708268466610082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8108708268466610082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/05/boy-is-really-neglecting-his-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S_VVrAxa3wI/AAAAAAAAArA/7eDKo5gQT-8/s72-c/18052010+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-9221730809918298599</id><published>2010-05-02T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:26:32.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well.</title><content type='html'>Oh well. Nothing better to do. Might as well i blog right? Hehe. Righttt. Hahaha. Hmm. Baby's been very helpful in helping me update. Although not that frequent, but the least is she list down the important things im going through now lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now am feeling so uncomfortable with the house that's in the mess. Sister and husband takeover the master bedroom. While dad and mum takeover her room. So the house now is like a really mess. Its like u're walking into a garage sale. Haha. Im really uncomfortable uh. There's one more extra person living in the house now. Fcuking irritating lah. Nevermind. I'm not letting that person to ruin my day in this house. Mum and dad! Please shift house soon. Hmmm. Let me just do my own thing aite. Just treat as if that idiotic person not in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, felt so depressed that baby actually said that she had to follow her family to JB. Walaoweh my heart will always stop beating when she says that. The next thing that came on my mind was to hope that she will go there just for awhile. BUT! She said Sunday morning baru balek! Haiyayai! But nevermind. I'm happy that she's back in Singapore now. Fuhhh. Home sweet home BABY! =) Love you! Muacks. The thing i like about her is, eventhough she's in JB for a few days, she still took the initiative to like call me, msg me. Even if it's just for a short while, i felt so love lah that she actually care. Awww. Muacks. Love you so much Inna Syakinah Binte Mohd Yazid..! =) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here wraps up my post. I'm darn hungry. Ibu! Have you cook yet?! Hahaha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: You rope me in so mezmerizing i am, so hypnotizing i am, captivated i am. =)&lt;br /&gt;11 more days to me and baby's 6th monthsarry = Half a year. =) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-9221730809918298599?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/9221730809918298599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=9221730809918298599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9221730809918298599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9221730809918298599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-well.html' title='Oh well.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-847815429326623192</id><published>2010-04-29T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:00:41.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise post?</title><content type='html'>Okay, let's give this blog a short post. My boy's currently sleeping. If you're guessing who i am, then stop thinking. It's obviously his girlfriend here :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been about 3 weeks since boyfriend started school. He is most probably still adapting to his fixed schedule now. Poor boy's sleepy all the time. It'll all pass anyway. He'll soon get use to it. Oh yes, i've heard from himself. He's so far scoring good grades. Congrats baby, i'm proud of you! :) And to end this super short post. I want to say thank you, to my baby. Despite not wanting this path, he's willingly still putting up with it. Both of us know why and he'll share it someday publicly, i hope :) Finally, let's pray that he get his bike very soon. Poor thing that he has to wake up very early to catch the bus to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just wait for his own update soon alright :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-847815429326623192?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/847815429326623192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=847815429326623192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/847815429326623192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/847815429326623192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-lets-give-this-blog-short-post.html' title='surprise post?'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-6421440952476835122</id><published>2010-04-16T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T01:01:29.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in the mood.</title><content type='html'>Currently in not a good mood. So i did some research uh. Its kinda interesting uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic is about : Assesing whether real men cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Crying is a natural response of any human being, male or female. Why should men feel embarrassed or somehow less masculine because they cry? They have tear ducts, don't they? If men were not meant to cry, why were they given tear ducts - or why do they not shrivel up during puberty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boys are given the strong message in our society that tears are a sign of being a softie or a sissy! How unhealthy is such a message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships in general would benefit from boys being given the message that, while we need to control our emotions and reactions to some degree in social situations, there is absolutely nothing wrong with a boy or man shedding tears when he has good reason to feel very sad or distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Reference:http://www.helium.com/items/172623-assessing-whether-real-men-cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's more but i just picked up some of the important points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Tell me why, tell me why. I'm not gonna sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-6421440952476835122?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/6421440952476835122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=6421440952476835122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6421440952476835122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6421440952476835122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-in-mood.html' title='Not in the mood.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7871585260939993743</id><published>2010-04-13T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:27:15.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th Monthsarry!</title><content type='html'>Well first of all, today is me and gf's 5th monthsarry. Awww. Baby i love you. Muacks. I live my life each and everyday counting the days pass by not by days, but by every 13th of every month. I love you Inna Syakinah Binte Mohamed Yazid! Muacks!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my eyes because i might see your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my mouth because i might hear your voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my ears because i might hear of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i could not close my heart because, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Happy 5th monthsarry baby! Muacks! Looking forward for the 6th month. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7871585260939993743?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7871585260939993743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7871585260939993743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7871585260939993743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7871585260939993743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-5th-monthsarry.html' title='Happy 5th Monthsarry!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5196026500145345009</id><published>2010-04-02T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:51:06.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest daddy i can ever have.</title><content type='html'>I love my baby. So so much. Heheh. K i know its random but it keeps on growing everyday. Let me share with you guys part of what recently happening lah k. Hmm. I want to keep this short cause my hands dont feel like typing. Well i passed my TP. My results for exams are okok. I have been accepted to RP. Diploma in Biotechnology. And DADDY gave me a surprise gift netbook. Awwww. What a sweet daddy. Heheh. =)  Belows are my grades for my final year semester.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medical Labrotary Practice - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Applied Analytical Chemistry - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biochemistry Techniques - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Culmulative GPA - 3.203&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you guys go.  Stop asking me what grade and gpa i get k. Haha. Cause i already noted here. Lol.Well till here. Last but not least. I love Inna Syakinah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Will you take a journey tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5196026500145345009?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5196026500145345009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5196026500145345009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5196026500145345009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5196026500145345009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweetest-daddy-i-can-ever-have.html' title='Sweetest daddy i can ever have.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4456934187598959181</id><published>2010-03-21T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:17:37.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S6Y0hf3q2BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SdkUUWTbar4/s1600-h/24122_403386838627_581543627_5069008_3335020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S6Y0hf3q2BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SdkUUWTbar4/s320/24122_403386838627_581543627_5069008_3335020_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451102149073885202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S6Y0gn-ktWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bil13aiEhCg/s1600-h/13358_169971027967_637677967_2829692_2834088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S6Y0gn-ktWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bil13aiEhCg/s320/13358_169971027967_637677967_2829692_2834088_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451102134070457698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im updating this blog cause i feel i've long abandoned it. Well above pictures are just uploaded by Umar Faruq aka iban. Haha. Joke only. But yeah. Taken by his iphone. I cannot help it looking at steph's and rooshie's face. Muka bonus. Haha. Well i post this few pictures cos the one of it are new and the other one even though its long taken, but i posted photos on me and classmates cause tomorrow i'll be meeting them. There's chalet happening at aloha. Hopefully all will turn up lah. Especially not only the malays but the chinese and indians as well. Haha. Multi-racial kan gerek. Haha. Lol. I miss my classmates and my ITE moments lah. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The previous post was written by my one and only gf anyway. Hehe. She was being too helpful to help his bf update his blog. Hehe. Aww. Sweet gf isn't she. Hehe. Hmm. Baby if you're reading this, i love you so so much. No one deserve to be my gf more than you do. You're the best ever gf. I love u so so much. And hopefully you will get well soon. Muacks. Love u lots. Can't wait to meet you tmr. Really. Love u so so much. Muacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K i have to pack my bag for tmr chalet. Huahua. Dont know what to pack tapi rembat jek lah. Haha. I want to swim tomorrow. Haha. And tomorrow will be sleeping overnight. Hopefully everyone overnight. Haha. Confirm takle tido. Lepak lah. Haha. Muacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: I love you Inna Syakinah.&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/7166800529116817191-4456934187598959181?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4456934187598959181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4456934187598959181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4456934187598959181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4456934187598959181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S6Y0hf3q2BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SdkUUWTbar4/s72-c/24122_403386838627_581543627_5069008_3335020_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3057510334188639365</id><published>2010-03-12T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:18:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have an obvious lazy bug here. How long has it been that this blog is updated? Tsk2. Oh by the way, this bug here already finished his exam. You should see how happy, ecstatic, excited whatever positive feeling just insert la. Hehe. Dah graduate right ;) So, what we will be waiting for is the results :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's our 4th month in about a few minutes! Since he forgotten to mention our previous monthsary. I will make sure that this month isn't forgotten again :p So anyway, happy 4th monthsary baby. Lots lots lots of love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. Goodnight :)&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/7166800529116817191-3057510334188639365?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3057510334188639365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3057510334188639365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3057510334188639365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3057510334188639365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-obvious-lazy-bug-here.html' title='4th monthsary'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-6793690590369057200</id><published>2010-02-25T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:07:17.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpectable</title><content type='html'>Yesterday slept late. So didnt go to school. Oh well. Its only 8am-10am lecture. Hahaha. Heard that there's a career talk after that. Biological resource centre is hiring ITE graduates with higher nitec cert i think. So yeah. Missed it. zzzz. Oh well well. What can i do. But the Bio-police thing sounds interesting uh. Wouldnt it be great if im one. Haha. K feeling. Sorry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So met my gf since i overslept. Had a great time with her uh. As always. =) I love her so much lah! =) Sent her home and off to meet mum at east point to buy some stuffs. On my way back home. Saw my lecturers uh. They were like calling me but due to my posture of walking in looking in front and unaware of my surrounding, i got a glance of them waving, and talked to them uh. They knew i didnt went to school. BO CUI!! Hahahaha. Sheeesh. Well its ok. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just now my dad was browsing through his plastic beg. I dont know what is inside. But suddenly my dad took an insecticide an sprayed it in. Automatically hearing that sound of the spray, i was like ''Ape tu?! Lipas?!'' Then i stood up on my chair and started to feel uneasy. The drunken by the spray pest was mingling near my leg all that while. But i was in a safe zone cause i stood up on this chair. Haha. Suddenly the drunken pest persistently climp up near the comp despite its condition. Degil kepala batu nyer binatang 6 kaki. Haha. I spank-ed it with ny lighter in disgusted and piiiiiiiiiuuuuu its flying without wings and fell to the floor. Haha. Then died. I think died out of heart attack. Well he's spank-ed with my lighter at a sudden afterall. Haha! So yeah. How heroic i am. Kan kan. Abdullah Nashrun the cockroach slayer. Haha. It takes lot of courage to spank a cockroach ok! Hmpf! Can i have some applause here. Haha! Blueks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K this is super random. Eventhough u had a tiff with ur love ones, there's one valuable lesson i always learnt from it uh. I get to know them more in a way. There's never a limit in learning and familiarising with ur love ones self. So if u guys have tiffs here and there. Just know that u are actually learning more about themself and adapt to their way of living or the way they bring themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: The world is a great place to live in, whenever you're here with me. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-6793690590369057200?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/6793690590369057200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=6793690590369057200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6793690590369057200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6793690590369057200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/02/unexpectable.html' title='Unexpectable'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1280074675790627133</id><published>2010-02-16T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:51:57.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by Inna :)</title><content type='html'>Apparently, someone is too lazy to blog. Or maybe, have nothing much to blog about? So, here i am! Hehe. Helping someone to blog. Let me start with introducing myself. The name is Inna Syakinah ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have much to blog about. So whatever that comes out here is real random. So, dear boyfriend. Don't mind me alright. If you feel like deleting this afterwards, go ahead :) Well, boyfriend didn't mention that last Saturday was our 3rd month. Right? So yeah. It was our 3rd month. Time flies super fast when both of us are together. Gladly, we're doing fine till now. And! I am excited for tomorrow. I bet he is too. Hehe. I miss you like badly that i wish time past even faster now ;) Okay, i have nothing else to blog about. So, till next time! Goodnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1280074675790627133?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1280074675790627133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1280074675790627133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1280074675790627133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1280074675790627133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/02/apparently-someone-is-too-lazy-to-blog.html' title='by Inna :)'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4042469902960727816</id><published>2010-02-07T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:57:51.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S22thBToGdI/AAAAAAAAApY/5NaaUBN6-mk/s1600-h/05022010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S22thBToGdI/AAAAAAAAApY/5NaaUBN6-mk/s320/05022010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435191108104100306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was down with flu, fever. Everything uh. Chiken pox only dont have. Its nearly 2am. And here i am blogging? Wth?! Mcm tkde life! haha. Boooo! hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant help it when i see my gf. So adorable! Met her just now. Fetch her from the bugis area the beside masjid sultan thingy. Felt quite awkward uh. Cos im not into seni-seni melayu. But whatever gf interest is in, then that will be my interest too. Haha. Tk macam paham k. Try lah. Haha. Bweks. And i swear she was so damn adorable lah! With her hair tied up like that. Aaargh. *melts* Wishing to see her again soon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the picture above are not mine k. Wishing to have a second "wife" soon. First wife is obviously my gf. Heheh. Mummy getting money on april. Hopefully she loan me luh. Rxz atau sparks uh. Favor uh mummy! Heheh. Pleaaase. One of my all time wish list. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: forever in my life. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4042469902960727816?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4042469902960727816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4042469902960727816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4042469902960727816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4042469902960727816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/02/wishlists.html' title='Wishlists.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S22thBToGdI/AAAAAAAAApY/5NaaUBN6-mk/s72-c/05022010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3147526428844276986</id><published>2010-01-26T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:26:32.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected!</title><content type='html'>Well oh well! Guess what! My group DNA model won first place. Proud luh seh! Haha. Each get a mechanical pencil. Its as though the lecturer know my stationaries are all kebas one. Hahaha. Finally something that really belongs to me. Hoho! School is as normal. So dont want to update much. Just anxious on my class test results. Heheh. Anw biochem module, no more phase tests or practical assignments! weeeeeee! woohoooo! Yes uh! Cant wait to graduate. Lol! hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is random uh. But i read a comment for this old song named, 25 minutes too late by michael learns to rock. Just like nashrun learns to biochemistry. Haha! ermmm. Ok and so if u guys got listen before kan, u guys shud knw what the songs mean. There was this comment that moved me. It goes "we always missed to take a value time with good person, it so sad that even﻿ 25 minutes can do nothing for the right person.".... Somehow somewhat i agree uh with what that person commented. Either a party is late or the other party does not cherish what he/she have. Hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well had some scary experience just now. I really didn't expect things to turn out that way. Hais. But probably this is the part and parcel of it uh. And that it's growing up. And slowly growing. But whatever it is, i love u and am really sincere when i say it, inna syakinah. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: live, love, burn, die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3147526428844276986?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3147526428844276986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3147526428844276986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3147526428844276986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3147526428844276986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4006075413695833590</id><published>2010-01-23T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:25:55.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG3bI5xaI/AAAAAAAAApQ/t8PZF99fMKo/s1600-h/nashy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG3bI5xaI/AAAAAAAAApQ/t8PZF99fMKo/s320/nashy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429941324972934562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG3PYRduI/AAAAAAAAApI/b7tfJpaH_X0/s1600-h/nerdy+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG3PYRduI/AAAAAAAAApI/b7tfJpaH_X0/s320/nerdy+look.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429941321816176354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG2l-rpzI/AAAAAAAAApA/28Ff1KKHjwM/s1600-h/thinking+minds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG2l-rpzI/AAAAAAAAApA/28Ff1KKHjwM/s320/thinking+minds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429941310702987058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG2eFAcCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/0d0E-Xkavuc/s1600-h/dna+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG2eFAcCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/0d0E-Xkavuc/s320/dna+model.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429941308582031394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long missing-in-action days. Haha. My internet connection got problem. Feel like throwing it. Haha. Dad just bought starhub usb internet thingy recently. I dont know what's the name. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gf's at JB. Hais. Hmmm. I miss you gf. Do come back soon k. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So most of projects are handed up. First is project management 2 handed up and presented, DnA model and presentation of songs on carbohydrates done! phew! Hmmm. And now its time to study for medical lab practice phase test and biochemistry class test. Hais! What is this. I should be studying, not blogging! Hahaha! Hmmmm. Destroy my saturday night seh! Ish! Hahaha. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K luh off to studying. Zzzzzz. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: something's getting in my way, something just about to break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4006075413695833590?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4006075413695833590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4006075413695833590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4006075413695833590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4006075413695833590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S1sG3bI5xaI/AAAAAAAAApQ/t8PZF99fMKo/s72-c/nashy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-9088627764351247587</id><published>2010-01-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:29:13.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd month! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0yfnMjWCtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j_j9M2d3DHA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0yfnMjWCtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j_j9M2d3DHA/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425887146807790290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little something i discovered uh and i just feel like dedicating it to gf. So yeah here goes :&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can stop me from breathing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can stop my mind from imagining,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can stop my heart from beating,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you can never stop me from loving you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well today, 13/01/10 marks my second month with gf. Awwww. Happy 2nd month-sarry my dear! =) Gf trimmed and perm-ed her hair yesterday. Hmmm. Wonder how she looks like now. Haha! I bet she's gonna look very very gorgeous. Like she always does. =) But still! Cant wait to look at her now. Hehe. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you gf. Please make this last forever aites. :) I love you and it keeps getting better. i love you i love you i love you. I'm loving it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps: you're the simplest love i known, &amp;amp; the purest one of all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-9088627764351247587?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/9088627764351247587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=9088627764351247587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9088627764351247587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9088627764351247587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-month.html' title='2nd month! :)'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0yfnMjWCtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j_j9M2d3DHA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2351974094714941164</id><published>2010-01-10T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:15:12.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0nEwoeMKpI/AAAAAAAAAng/JuThJz3eToM/s1600-h/dora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0nEwoeMKpI/AAAAAAAAAng/JuThJz3eToM/s200/dora.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425083565921282706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Look to the left! Who is it?! Heheh. Looks like someone. That someone! "Nak kakak dia tu kakak dia tu tu tu!" Heheh. And that someone denies it. Pffft. Hahaha. If you guys dont understand nevermind. As long as that someone understands. Haha! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its been long since i blog. Didnt have much time. Been going to polytechnic open house. Well i dont think and not confident whether i can get in this april, but the least i do is to try right. Hmmm. The quota for ite students entering poly is so small. Thus slimming the chance. Aaaargh. Nevermind. The thing i can do is to study and try. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is sunday and im not going out. Haha. Tired. Head spinning, body weak, stomach empty. Haha. Yet to take a bath. Haha! Hmmm. Watched naruto shipudden 142 episode. Awwww. Sasuke look so cool in his akatsuki cloak. Heheh. Go team TAKA! Hahaha. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my gf. Awww. She's the cutest girl alive. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: dream a hundred thousand dreams before now i finally realize. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2351974094714941164?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2351974094714941164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2351974094714941164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2351974094714941164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2351974094714941164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/bloody-sunday.html' title='Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/S0nEwoeMKpI/AAAAAAAAAng/JuThJz3eToM/s72-c/dora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3974600619506252979</id><published>2010-01-06T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:13:31.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn off.</title><content type='html'>School is getting really2 slack. And so sports and wellness and project management 2 lessons was cancelled for this week. So i can expect to go home early this week. Weeee.! Hmmm. Actually today i have not much to blog. Really. Not in the mood.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just share a random story. Well some people are just not aware how they speak to each other arent they. They tend to talk in a rude manner. Well. Don't mistaken me to be nice good boy when talking yeah. Cause i think you're are crossing the line. Was in a shock actually. I didnt really answer back. Just nodded my head. Was just mesmerized on realizing how rude this person could get. Hmmm. K this story is not for gf k. Me and her are doing fine. She's not been rude to me. So don't misjudge k. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well till here. Not in the mood. Really. Haha. Kind of lazy, but yeah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Turn right or left?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3974600619506252979?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3974600619506252979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3974600619506252979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3974600619506252979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3974600619506252979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/turn-off.html' title='Turn off.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5032762005431492159</id><published>2010-01-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:52:54.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An "interesting" beginning of the first day of school.</title><content type='html'>Wohhhh! First day of school was damn bloody tiring. I feel so lethargic uh. Haha. Got to school early in the morning. Waited for steph at my bus stop, k actually she waited for me uh. Haha. What to do. I showered late what! Hais. Haha. Hmmm. And so went to school and just take attendance for sports wellness and off we go to cafe 1 to have our breakfast. Everyone was noisy as each other took notice of each and everyone different hair. Haha! Its only been 3 weeks and lots of things can change. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day was bombard with class test Medical Lab Practice results. Haha. I was so nervous eventhough i know im going to flunk it uh. Cause i did it unwilingly and without confidence at all. So the result was 40/100. Ohh what the hell. Haha. Never mind. There's another class test 2. So yeah. I'm gonna put my 101% on it. Chey! Haha. Like understand (macam paham.).. K sounds nicer in malay. Lol. Hmmm. Go me go! -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok after school umar, steph, and khairi went to my house to chill awhile. And so gf gave me a shock baby wave when she say she is gonna end in 30 mins when i thought she is gonna end at 7pm. Haha. At that point of time it was like 4 plus! I got ready. Iron my shirt and all thus went out. Im gonna give a clap. A CLAP only to umar faruq for sending me to TP bus stop. Haha. Phew. I wonder when will i reach if i took bus. The bus journey plus the waiting of bus duration. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met gf and took a walk at tamp interchange the area. Accompanied her to top up concession. Wanted to send her home but her mum fetch her. But its okay. =) And so i took a puff before taking a bus back home. Gf msged me and say she have to fetch her cousin from school with her brother. So i wanted to spend time with her badly that i got down at east view bus stop to meet her. Accompanied her fetch her cousin and then she head home. Im so in love with her okay! Aaargh. Irresistable. I loike. I like it when i have the kupu-kupu (butterfly) feelings when im in her presence. Fuhh! Makes me gugugaga feeling you know. Such an adorable gf. Hehe. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K till here i post. My fingers cramp! And they are begging for mercy already. Chey! Fingers pon leh cramp ehk. Haha. Here goes 2nd day of school. Hope it will be better then the 1st day. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: You're my greatest achievement, Inna Syakinah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5032762005431492159?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5032762005431492159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5032762005431492159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5032762005431492159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5032762005431492159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/interesting-beginning-of-first-day-of.html' title='An &quot;interesting&quot; beginning of the first day of school.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-8172566282514115742</id><published>2010-01-03T22:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:20:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God.</title><content type='html'>Alah! Tomorrow school begins! Hais. Hold it Abdullah Nashrun Bin Abdul Rahman! Chill! Patience. I'm left with approximately less than 3 months and im free! Haha. But indeed uh. Once i graduate during march. I will for sure miss the life. The experience gained. Be it from school, practical, lecture, industrial attachment in jurong island. It really taught me so much wonderful things uh. From the friends, from the environment, from the colleagues in jurong island. Awww. I don't know why but i feel like i'm getting emotional. Haha. K stop it. Hahh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there always be things that bring me down down down. Even the slightest thing, slightest words, slightest expression. But for this case its more to visual uh. Im surprised after reading your archives baby. And i purposely made myself to read it again just to train on kicking the jealous habit. Hmmm. I know you might say its the past. But i dont really mind the past. Its just that the way u treat "them" and me is different. So different. Well its okay. I'm over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes its hard to bring my morale up. People might say, life's never easy, or things don't go your way. But we have a choice right. Hmmm. If only there's a button to be pressed when u feel down, the button to bring your morale back, to pick yourself up when you feel so so down. But one thing's for sure, we only have ourselfs to make an effort to pick ourselfs back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well i finish packing up my beg. Labcoat, some notes, pen, calculator, and all my basic necessities (eg: wallet, keys, cigarretes, lighters.) Haha. All that is left to do is to find my stupid lanyard. I wonder where it has been during this past 3 weeks of holidays. Haha. -.-" Tomorrow there will be new january intake people. My school will bound to see new faces in the month of january and april. How great. New faces, new people, more people, crampy space in the lift and the science laboratories is on the 6th storey! What the heck! Haha. I dont want to take stairs k. Haha. K i think till here i will post. Tomorrow take attendance for sports and wellness and then cabot eat breakfast k? Classmates who wants to join then join k! Heheh. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: i miss my babygirl. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-8172566282514115742?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/8172566282514115742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=8172566282514115742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8172566282514115742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8172566282514115742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-god.html' title='Dear God.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-9047832700519477074</id><published>2010-01-02T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:30:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year. Belated that is.</title><content type='html'>Well i've made new year resolutions. One of it is to start blogging back. Since my family has some politics and there's no one to share it with at home, might as well i talk to my own blog. Haha! Well well. Now is 2010 and currently today is 2nd january. But, i guess its never too late to say HAPPY NEW YEAR! Belated one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K for starts, i'm going to keep this short. Been spending my time at home. Hibernating. Really really making use of the holidays. Haha. Hmmm. Well this past few days gf is in jb. So kind of lonely here in singapore. Heheheh. Awwwww. Sad kan? *sob2*Heheh. Ermm. I hate it when she goes jb. Cause she cant reply my msg that fast as she did when she's in singapore. Hais. But its ok. So long she's with her family, i feel contented. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well had a sour incident with gf yesterday on msn. I thought bout it. I guess there's no point on me dwelling on it huh. Whats the gain of my jealousy anyway. If thats what u felt ard 6 to 7 months ago but not now, then i'm more than happy. =) I love u gf. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: everyone's hoping for somewhat miracle to happen in 2010. Well mine has already happened. Love u gf! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-9047832700519477074?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/9047832700519477074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=9047832700519477074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9047832700519477074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9047832700519477074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-belated-that-is.html' title='Happy New Year. Belated that is.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4081830105850989060</id><published>2009-09-26T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:55:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heheh.</title><content type='html'>What am i feeling. Ermm. Really had some precious moments recently. Im glad how fate is written. Ermmm. But even IF this isnt forever. Well at least im honoured to encounter such person. Well im gonna pray hard that my leg is going to be okay. Hmmmmm. Been feeling crammy and all. But i hope it'll go off soon. And this is super random uh. I cant wait to know my GPA results for two of my modules and not to forget my industrial attachment grade and presentation grade. Heheh. I pray hard to at least get to my satisfactory grades. Pls God. Heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: How time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4081830105850989060?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4081830105850989060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4081830105850989060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4081830105850989060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4081830105850989060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterflies.html' title='heheh.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-641036146453780374</id><published>2009-09-24T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:06:51.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Concept.</title><content type='html'>Well i feel like telling someone. But I think i just say here anonymously luh k. Hmmm. I think u get it all wrong. Im not stopping u from making friends with anyone and i will never do that. Its like who am i to stop u. And i never had the intention in doing that also. Well the way u msg me is like u saying that im controlling u. Pls dont get the wrong idea. And im not angry at all. And so im so moodless to blog. Therefore i end here luh k. Thanks for listening. Lol. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Come what may.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-641036146453780374?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/641036146453780374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=641036146453780374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/641036146453780374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/641036146453780374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/09/wrong-concept.html' title='Wrong Concept.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-6958876203562628269</id><published>2009-09-13T06:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:32:51.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/Sqwhgus_2XI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/uWEfrHf7-Sg/s1600-h/2905_75955939239_791384239_1626528_1964930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712475016349234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhfN_cxjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ePMiccmj1Sw/s320/2905_73687519239_791384239_1593035_3028749_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhKlwCuSI/AAAAAAAAAmo/O90V23HhLb0/s1600-h/2628_67487504807_543504807_2199659_2571597_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712120616925474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhKlwCuSI/AAAAAAAAAmo/O90V23HhLb0/s320/2628_67487504807_543504807_2199659_2571597_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhKLj3QqI/AAAAAAAAAmg/La13fpiI_Zk/s1600-h/Out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712113586520738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhKLj3QqI/AAAAAAAAAmg/La13fpiI_Zk/s320/Out.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhJ6BCS7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/S0OSTdpxnsk/s1600-h/LGIM0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712108877040562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhJ6BCS7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/S0OSTdpxnsk/s320/LGIM0581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhJahFCNI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_tc6KtClhsA/s1600-h/LGIM0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712100421503186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhJahFCNI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_tc6KtClhsA/s320/LGIM0578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhI4FlpLI/AAAAAAAAAmI/M13VZqRAOus/s1600-h/6413_120033056826_715926826_2233519_3803220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712091179394226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SqwhI4FlpLI/AAAAAAAAAmI/M13VZqRAOus/s320/6413_120033056826_715926826_2233519_3803220_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well finally end of attachment. Like phew, finally. Hahaha. So now im free. Gonna continue back on my class 2B license. So chiong-ing. Lol. Woooh. Lots of free time. Hehe. Im just gonna upload some random pictures. So just look k. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-6958876203562628269?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/6958876203562628269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=6958876203562628269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6958876203562628269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6958876203562628269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/09/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/Sqwhgus_2XI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/uWEfrHf7-Sg/s72-c/2905_75955939239_791384239_1626528_1964930_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1179091079287342459</id><published>2009-08-09T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:21:50.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of blurness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/Sn7NXkWjc7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/q5uOWSjoQlo/s1600-h/28072009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367953610651169714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/Sn7NXkWjc7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/q5uOWSjoQlo/s320/28072009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here you go. Look at my blur face. Haha. A picture of me with a blury face. Internship at intertek. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: When everything bothers, isolation is all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1179091079287342459?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1179091079287342459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1179091079287342459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1179091079287342459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1179091079287342459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/08/moment-of-blurness.html' title='Moment of blurness.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/Sn7NXkWjc7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/q5uOWSjoQlo/s72-c/28072009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-6889354055107107321</id><published>2009-07-19T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:38:15.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty turns bad.</title><content type='html'>Sometime i wonder, is it that wrong to speak the truth, no matter how hurt or how harsh it is, can't we speak the truth. Would you rather me keeping it and bottle it up till i hate you, or would you rather me to share my inner thoughts. I didnt mean to say it but,i didnt mean it badly. I was just telling you in the intention of just wanting you to know. Thats all. If honesty is a sin, then what else can i do. I just couldnt bottle it up uh. Anyway, let there be peace aite. I dont mean to argue with it. Im just confuse right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Humans just can't walk away from their problems can they. If only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-6889354055107107321?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/6889354055107107321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=6889354055107107321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6889354055107107321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6889354055107107321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/07/honesty-turns-bad.html' title='Honesty turns bad.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4803324788233296078</id><published>2009-07-10T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:48:58.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home, for the moment.</title><content type='html'>Lately been spending my days on my IA. Finally today get to get back to school. Need not be specifically speaking, i miss my classmates. Seeing them really puts a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; smile to my face again. When i reach to school and lecture theatre, on that precise moment i feel like im home. Did not expected the briefing to be short. Haha. Well the one who ought giving the speeches/preachings wasnt there. Thus the briefing is short. Somehow i kinda miss the lecturers. They've been lecturing on us playing our part in studying, on our attitude, on our discipline. And yet we took it for granted. But students will be students am i right? Just like humans will be humans. There's bound to be flaws that we cannot escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i've been so fcuking irritated that people are complaining on problems, and problems which is actually doesnt seem so bad if you know how to look at it in an angle of a positive direction. I just feel like saying everyone has problems. Its ok to brag about your problems. But dont need to brag too much. Well every bloody human in this world will have problems right. And there's bound to be at least some faggots that will bring you down, bring your bloody morale down and all those stuffs. Look at it this way. If you dont want any problems, then lead a happy-go-lucky life. Stop bragging too much bout your problems. If life doesnt have problem, then what you are stepping now is not a planet call earth, then its called heaven, problem-free paradise. Try to handle and manage things, control your bloody emotion. And freaking set things straight. K had enough of my holy speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hold up by this unexplainable anger just now. It seems like its long gone, but the trauma came haunting once again. Silently screaming with a clinching fist and heart full of anger. Irritated and more mix feelings. And again and again i seek blog to confide to. For blog is the only faithful companion and an excellent listener. Well fingers are tired. End here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: things somehow are just not falling to its place and things are not going the way it shud be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4803324788233296078?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4803324788233296078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4803324788233296078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4803324788233296078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4803324788233296078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-sweet-home-for-moment.html' title='Home sweet home, for the moment.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-480400823324384336</id><published>2009-06-14T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:24:45.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SjT6CnXtZSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3UVsqCbq3SU/s1600-h/abbie+and+oboi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347173580430730530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SjT6CnXtZSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3UVsqCbq3SU/s320/abbie+and+oboi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SjT6CTd-vFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/YzP1jj-9fQQ/s1600-h/abbie+n+oboi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347173575088323666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SjT6CTd-vFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/YzP1jj-9fQQ/s320/abbie+n+oboi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a long time since i update this old blog of mine. Ceh nk step old mane tah ehk. Haha. Been busy luh lately. Be it with work or personal. Hmmm. Anyway, i just feel like updating. So here i am typing away. It seems like lots of person been pestering me to revive this blog. So here is it. Anyway im celebrating the days my brother will be in tekong. LOL! Hahahaha. 3 weeks straight will not be at home. WEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Here are some pictures dedicated for him. HOHO. Some of this he is not in a good condition face. Hahaha. So here are some random pictures of me and my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-480400823324384336?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/480400823324384336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=480400823324384336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/480400823324384336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/480400823324384336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='Im back.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SjT6CnXtZSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3UVsqCbq3SU/s72-c/abbie+and+oboi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4490571504451106197</id><published>2009-04-03T07:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:20:54.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintaining the title belt.</title><content type='html'>Wooooo! First up. Updating  my results for this semester. And the results is as shown and notified below. Weeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Microbiology                    Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;Labratory Mathematics                Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA: 3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooohooo. Maintaining the title or what?! Hahahaha. K i dont know why im happy, i think im happy cos general microbiology was hard and i got a B. Hahahaha. How ironic can it be. Fuhhhh. Whats that matters now is now can chill pill. Relax till 13 april which will be my 2nd year of higher nitec. Waaaaaah. K lame. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Was playing with my brother-in-law winning eleven on xbox. We were so engrossed in the game till a flying phantom menace, a flying bloody beast came. K wanna know the real truth? Its a flying cockroach! And so we threw our controller aside. I quickly took a stick and an insecticide. Then the cocky, oooops i meant flying cockroach was gone after flying over us and dive down, sort of kamikaze way. Then we continued our game with all the lights on and its 3am in the morning. Then the cockroach skills of carmouflaging was proven in vain, cos i spotted it with my sharp eyes while playing the game and quickly gallantly fought it and assasinate it. Woooohoooo. Humans triumph over flying beast aka cockroach. What a teamwork from me and my brother-in-law. Wooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K for more heroic story, i will continue if there will be one again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: its just getting better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4490571504451106197?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4490571504451106197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4490571504451106197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4490571504451106197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4490571504451106197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/04/maintaining-title-belt.html' title='Maintaining the title belt.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7878049444864754093</id><published>2009-03-26T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:20:23.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unravelled</title><content type='html'>What's up with me nowadays? Im being super-duper sensitive nowadays. I fcuking hate discouragements, mockings, betrayals, discretive. What is this. Aaaaaargh! Whats up with me siah. Come on abdullah nashrun! Stop being sensitive. Ish. Well wanna know what, i guess being alone without friends is gd at times. What's the point of having good friends but keeping something from you. Whats the point of ppl discouraging u, insulting u. Well lets just be alone luh huh. Live is bitter. But its how i sweeten it that matters. But i cant be unfair to ignore those who have been really good. Well lets just be away from someone thats not a good friend/sibling. Being a loner sometimes wont hurt right. Not emo luh. But let me kill my sensitiveness first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:  always look on the bright side of life. *whistle2*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7878049444864754093?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7878049444864754093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7878049444864754093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7878049444864754093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7878049444864754093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/03/unravelled.html' title='Unravelled'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1785072646901671063</id><published>2009-03-20T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:03:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAS   NYER    NAK   UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>Woah my last exam paper was on 13th march. And now is already 20th march 4am in the morning then i update. WTH?! Hahaha. Been too busy uh. But trust me people, this blog will never be dead. Only it knows my true inner feelings. Hahahaha. Stop being emotional shitty. Ermmm. Well lets not talk about exams k? I hope i pass both my modules. Please. Like my teachers say, if you fail one module = NO INDUSTRIAL ATTACHMENT. Wtf i need to go IA! Please! Hahaha. Im praying i will pass. Im praying to be some professor or so. Haha. K this is too far-fetched. hahaha. BOOOOO! -.-" Anw i heard rumors that results will be coming out at ard 1st april. I was wondering why is it so early? But what the heck, its just rumours. If its true than so be it luh. Life has to go on. Isn't it?! Hahahaha. Wth laugh by myself. Ketawe skali luh! ERRRSE! *show tounge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well isn't it fun to have holidays. Chill pill at home. Lie down. TV. Nothing to worry about. Hahaha. Best kan. I know! Anw celebrated my mum birthday just now. 19th march. Wow. I did some bloopers. -.-" Wanted to surprise her when she open the door when she get home. Skali all dah standby behind the door, awaiting it to be open, then i drop a thing and it sounded so loud. Haha. My father fetch mum home cause he wanted to help us in telling the time when my mum arrives. Haha. But we triumph! wooooo. yey2! bsk raye! yey2! k bsk tk raye luh but i just say yey2. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar check. Monday will be the day i take my practical lessons for 2B motorcycles. so wish me luck ppl. Till here. My hands are tired. Hahaha. Long enough kan? Long seh nabei. Haha. Dah tkya maki uh. Huahuaha. K shooooo! da go! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: HAPPY 52th BIRTHDAY NORSIAH BINTI ISMAIL. 19th march 2009. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1785072646901671063?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1785072646901671063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1785072646901671063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1785072646901671063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1785072646901671063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/03/malas-nyer-nak-update.html' title='MALAS   NYER    NAK   UPDATE!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3826560021829149296</id><published>2009-03-02T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:08:25.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams nk datang oi! Haha.</title><content type='html'>Well practical assignment is tmr. Omg. Im shaking. Tmr will be on pH meter. Scary oi! Because i dont know how to operate that God damn machine. Hahaha. The part of the formulas and calculations is i think i know how to do. The part of graph, maybe. Hahaha. I dont know why but everytime practical assignment in lab gives me this eerie kind of feeling. Its like scarier then the feeling when you see ghost. Haha! But what the heck, as old people aka veteran people say, dont run away from problems, you got to face the music. Well lets bring it on ok. Hahaha. ACTION SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's an update on my tests/exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd March - QCA practical assignment test.&lt;br /&gt;9th March - General Microbiology Exam. 3pm to 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;12th March - Labrotary Mathematics Exam. 11am to 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till the end of 12 march. It will be the time for me to take my motor practical and theory lessons. Faster lei! Hahahaha. Sick and tired of taking bus to school. EZ link confirm got problems one. Always inside no kashing2[$$]. Why cant it top up by itself. Why must use either my or my mum's money. Walaoweh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K luh ppl, i tired uh. Wanna study somemore. Hais. K strenghthened my staminar in studying pls. Exams coming oi! Wake up! Grab a notes and study till you get hiccups! K lame. I just want to rhyme it with the original song. K enough. Huahuahua. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Dont look no further, baby I'm back here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3826560021829149296?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3826560021829149296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3826560021829149296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3826560021829149296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3826560021829149296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/03/exams-nk-datang-oi-haha.html' title='Exams nk datang oi! Haha.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2390773600990009239</id><published>2009-02-27T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:16:23.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakinah! I've updated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMjMpXlhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PB3KR0Njb4Y/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505959685821970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMjMpXlhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PB3KR0Njb4Y/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bride and the groom. My sister and my brother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMjIj6dEI/AAAAAAAAAlA/opDYtU-SaFU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505958589199426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMjIj6dEI/AAAAAAAAAlA/opDYtU-SaFU/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brother-in-law. First brother. Second brother. Me. (Four Musketeers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMa0HJvtI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xk4uuDqncaY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505815660904146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMa0HJvtI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xk4uuDqncaY/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Genuine Siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMa3gqjgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/HXRYjKZ3rYg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505816573218306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMa3gqjgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/HXRYjKZ3rYg/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not full set cousins. There's still more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaqRmmYI/AAAAAAAAAko/kqQrbyo4GkE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505813020383618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaqRmmYI/AAAAAAAAAko/kqQrbyo4GkE/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FAMILY POTRAIT. FULL SET/PACKAGE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaaTr9xI/AAAAAAAAAkg/nIrUhJ7xUbA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505808734156562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaaTr9xI/AAAAAAAAAkg/nIrUhJ7xUbA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother,2nd brother,father,me. Ni step shake hands jek. LOL. RANDOM Posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaf0kpuI/AAAAAAAAAkY/_oQln9inEzw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307505810214266594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMaf0kpuI/AAAAAAAAAkY/_oQln9inEzw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family portrait. My bro-in-law aka groom is missing. Haha. He went to pee i guess. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all i would like to thank my "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOLY&lt;/span&gt;" cousin for updating for me on my previous post. Nice effort though. Haha. Anw, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SAKINAH! I UPDATE ALREADY UH!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. The only pure reason why i've not been updating is because i hate using this laptop. haha. Irritating. Lagg oi. LAGG. LAGGO = LEGO. Lego in laymen's term is buang. I dont know what language is that. Maybe zimbabwe kepe. hahaha. Haha. Ish. Serious seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of me this past few days, i registered for motor license, and thanks to my frens/families for all those gifts. Haha. I love it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw lappy is still lagging, so i guess i just update pictures k. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Credits to sakinah for changing the time zone which i didnt know existed.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.  -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2390773600990009239?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2390773600990009239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2390773600990009239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2390773600990009239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2390773600990009239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/02/sakinah-ive-updated.html' title='Sakinah! I&apos;ve updated.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SagMjMpXlhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/PB3KR0Njb4Y/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1200036802472184939</id><published>2009-02-26T06:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:36:42.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wuhoo</title><content type='html'>HOLAAA! so do you miss me? aww, I know. ya don't need to tell, my blog is super dead. till all the semut and germs da buat HDB here. hahaha. k moving on, yes ahh I'm 18!!! still saving those $$$ for you know what, huhu can't wait! my birthday this year was indeed superb. oh oh! I got what I'd always wanted, MP4!! wuhoooo! &amp;amp; thanks to all for those beautiful wishes and presents, appreciate lots. and not forgetting, my coolest most angel cousin for the Billabong bag, thanks Sakinah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! alhamdulillah, my sis wedding went well and hope she'll last till ke anak cucu. I'll update the pictures at the next post. I look damn hot yknow! like seriously. ooh girls.. stand by ah, you'll go gaga! but Kak Norin's hotter, I know about that. so school has been fun lately, I love ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, kawan-kawan.. kita makan prata dengan apa? curry. curry apa?? hahahaha. okay that's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is NOT Nashrun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but his most coolest angelic sweetest cousin ever.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahaha!! I know Nash, you're welcome (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh, I re-edit your time zone already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1200036802472184939?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1200036802472184939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1200036802472184939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1200036802472184939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1200036802472184939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/02/wuhoo.html' title='wuhoo'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-419781642020492965</id><published>2009-01-26T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:54:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated!</title><content type='html'>Ahem2..! Finally updated. Woooo. Haha. After so long of not updating, here i am, wasting my youth in typing words in this bloody blog. Hehe. I feel like changing blog skin. But as you peeps know me rite. LAZY. Hehe. If someone is willing to do it for me. Well please do personally ask me k. Hahaha. Im one lazybumm. Ish2. Just now went geylang. Bought some clothings for my sister wedding. Im going to wear white. Im not sure if it suits my skin tone. Cause you know if some ppl wear white, it doesnt suits them. Well! Lets just wait till the actual day i wear it, let the public be the judge and think what they will. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Next thursday if im not wrong, there will be my labrotary maths tests. I HAVE TO STUDY. I can never pass maths without studying. Some of my friends can. But not me. Omg why cant i be a maths genius. Aiyoyo. I have to prepare myself. Lecture 17 and above. Woo. STATISTICS AND ANOVA! Come we fight. Let me try to solve your questions. LOL. I prepare for my lab maths test like preparing for world war 3. Huhu. =D Well i do think i can ace the test if i study hard and not make careless mistakes. But what am i doing now?! Haha. So im hoping for a satisfactory just pass. Hahahahahahaha! *pray2* Hehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weyy i tired uh want to type somemore. I'll blog soon k! IN CONCLUSION, this blog is not dead. So you people cant go to jalan bahar or chua chu kang cemetery to see my blog rot and die. K stop this madness aka crapness. K dah! My fingers are tired. Stay tune to see me update k. Be there or be square yeah. *sentence taken from the noose.* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: congratulations to you. be happy k for at a sudden having a companion in school. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-419781642020492965?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/419781642020492965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=419781642020492965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/419781642020492965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/419781642020492965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/01/updated.html' title='Updated!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3945695552340641265</id><published>2009-01-02T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:41:57.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Hello 2009! Goodbye 2008! Weeeeeeee! Hehehe. One more month baby! Hehehe. Wooooo. Cant wait sak. Hahaha. You know i know! Hehe. Well basically a bit of myself i dont watch anime. But then avatar i watch uh. And suddenly i watch naruto. Like WWE! Ooooops! I mean WTH. Hahaha. K crap i knw. Saje2 jek type mepek. Hahahaha! K da cukup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch 7 episodes of naruto straight! Hehe. Wow. Im amazed. Naruto's funny sak. Hahaha. And also fun to watch. So people out there do watch! Its for all ages in the world. Hahaha. I will not be surprise if you give it a chance and you will get addicted to it. Weeeeeeeeee! :) Hehehe. So my advice for you is to watch. Hehehe. K thats all. Im going to carry on with watching naruto. =D Bye2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a piece of information is im hoping to get either mp3, mp4 or ipod. If anyone willing to give for free(which i know not. LOL. -.-") or anyone who is willing to sell it at an affordable price, and its really affordable if you guys know me well, then tell me, ahahahaha! K thats all. Bweks! Dah go! Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: im hoping for 2009 to be a better year. =D *crossing fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3945695552340641265?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3945695552340641265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3945695552340641265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3945695552340641265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3945695552340641265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7650663552501045434</id><published>2008-12-30T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:10:58.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sialans.</title><content type='html'>Im not trying to tell the whole world that you are the bad person. Kepala buto, ade aku tulis name kau pat dalam blog aku? Kau jawap tu. Kalau aku dah ade niat nak bilang satu dunia aku da tulis luh name kau luh sial. Full name sekali. So kau tkya sekali2 nk try perangai pukimak kat sini. Kau nk test aku nyer perangai pukimak, eh kepala buto peh pompan sini mari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau cakap niat kau baik nak add aku balek sume? Tu kau pe lanjiao! Kau da buat kecoh kat sini. Abeh nak step ade niat baik. Eh kepala puki luh. Besar peh babi anjing! Abeh ape? Tak puas hati? Meh sini bebual. Tak takut luh cibai. Tk perlu nk bebual psl sinner k. You know you are very well one. Kau jek sorang yg tahu whether kau tipu atau tk. Jgn nk step "huh2" bila bace. You know it yourself. Be guilty damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang kate uh kau da trigger aku peh marah. Kau satu peh babi anjing kepala puki konek pat tengah2. Kau belajar kau pe english balek. Forgive ngan forget ade different meaning. Bace betul2 lain kali. Kepala buto pey pompan! Ape?! Kau nak marah aku? Pergi mampos ngan kau! Memang aku tknk accept kau balek pun kat friendster. Aku dah ludah tk jilat balik luh sial. Aku sayang aku nyer friendship ngan mataer kau. Tapi kau leh pergi mati k sialan! Tkya bother, aku tk minta kau bother pon luh kepala buto babi anjing. Meh sini meh! Sial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: tkya nk step blog psl ni bende uh, kau guilty pe pompan? sial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7650663552501045434?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7650663552501045434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7650663552501045434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7650663552501045434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7650663552501045434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/sialans.html' title='Sialans.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-8928008380928742153</id><published>2008-12-28T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:43:12.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SVazhnLTzBI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GW32rkG2AOA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284608602799328274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SVazhnLTzBI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GW32rkG2AOA/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At times i do miss this hair of mine. I mean the colour and all. If you ppl think its not nice, then fcuk you all! hahaha. Boooo. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, well recently a friend of mine, oooops! I mean a used-to-be friend of mine added me at friendster back. Well what are you thinking seh. I wonder whats your motive. Hmmmm. Well i rejected the request. Cause i remembered that because of you a friend of mine and me bonds was shattered into million pieces. From a strong bond became totally "taugeh" bond. Well in laymen's term means weak bond. Well u so called threw me and disregard me as a friend. Its as bad as though you fcuking spit on my face. &amp;amp; out of the blues at that moment in time im full of regrets helping you in hearing your(eventhough im sincere) problems with my friend. Cause i can see he's happy with you. Thats why i helped you. Even if whatever happen last time is not totally your fault but i cant blame my friend rite, cause im fcuking close to him that i treated him like my own brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so utterly "sorry" that i rejected your request. I dont want history to repeat its past. Its not that i can't forgive or anything, but there's this saying goes "forgive and forget is two different meaning." Thus i can forget of what had happened but this anger heart of mine cant seem to forgive. So much anger till the sight of a "new friend request" which i saw at frenster and when i click, its you, it totally reminded me of the past. Well i dont want things to happen again cause i really dont want to argue with your bf cause friendship is one of the things i treasure in life. But since you disregard me as your friend last time, which means you are my foe or a nicer word is stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, if you're reading my blog, people like you is one of the people i despise. Hey i seen your true colours. SO DONT FCUKING EVER DARE TO SAY IM JUDGING YOU. And why not forever after i take it as i dont know you and you take it as you dont know me. I dont want your bf to think bukan2 on why we're friends back at friendster. Im so not in the mood to maki rabak2 in an account that your bf is a friend whom i treasure and will always be my best friend. So live your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: If you're angry after read this, well who cares. FCUK OFF. Well if you take it like a matured 17 yr old girl, then *hats off* i salute you. Farewell.&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/7166800529116817191-8928008380928742153?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/8928008380928742153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=8928008380928742153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8928008380928742153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8928008380928742153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SVazhnLTzBI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GW32rkG2AOA/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1035752892229894807</id><published>2008-12-16T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:19:11.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays here.</title><content type='html'>Well here i go. Holidays dah start oi. Wooohoo. Im so in the holiday mood. Hehe. The fun part of it all is i get to sleep and no alarm clock need to wake me up. Since holiday already rite. So i shall blog. Hehe. Lets start, i have lots of thing in mind. Many things to buy. But im short of cash. Huahua! Boooo! Im so interested with many things at queensway. When my money is in, im planning to go there. So for those who are interested, just give me a call or an sms ok. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine is challenging me of who gets this particular everlast shoe first. Omg. Im afraid he might win. From the looks of it, he has the cash. Ish! Tkpe2! I'll still put up a fight. Haha. Aiseh. Padahal pocket kopak seh. Haha. But if he gets it first, i dont mind. I still can find another everlast shoe right. Everlast shoe suddenly attracts me. I dont know why. Huahua. Ok enough of my crave. And i feel like buying a hoodie. Reason is if rainy or cold when taking 168 home from woodland i can use. Haha. Kate enough tapi list down lagi. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: snap back to reality. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1035752892229894807?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1035752892229894807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1035752892229894807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1035752892229894807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1035752892229894807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-here.html' title='Holidays here.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3012194748246983089</id><published>2008-12-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:12:31.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shits.</title><content type='html'>Argh. How do i explain further. Hmmm. I think i did badly for my GM test. Not think luh actually. "KNOW" is the word. Huahua! Well i admit. I did not put in my 101% effort in studying. So the only person or factor is to be blame would be me. Yeay. A round of applause. WOoohoo! Well done uh aku! Woooo! Bangga siol. Ahaha. K stop it. Haha. And anyway. Im so looking forward to this friday. The last day of school. Then 3 weeks holiday. Then next year school resumes. Hehe. WOOOOOOOOOOOO! School sucks. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to countdown. I mean like yeah, a stepping stone for me to be 18. Hahaha! K i know uh pathetic. But youth come once. So enjoy and make the best out of it. But dont forget your love ones k. Hehehehe. So yeah. I must make a time table for my holidays. I dont want to laze around at home sleeping. Eventhough i like it. Hohoho! K so yeah tu nanti2 leh buat luh k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown reminds me of something. Hmmmmm. Countdown -&gt; Satay -&gt; Lau pa sat. Anyone can make a guess? Haha i bet u cant. Cause u guys dont have a clue on what im talking about. Confirm all ur brains has the question mark sign. Haha. For me to know and u ppl to not to find out. Huahuahua. K da cukup2. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, i manage to save $60. How cool is that? Tell me tell me! Hahaha. I mean like a spendthrift like me. So u guys shud give me a pat at the shoulder. Hoho. And and, its like 12midnight. And my school starts in 8 hours time. So i guess i should have some sleep right? RIGHT! So yeah. Off. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 2009! im coming! heheh. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3012194748246983089?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3012194748246983089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3012194748246983089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3012194748246983089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3012194748246983089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/shits.html' title='Shits.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4667400091014440056</id><published>2008-12-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:33:57.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuk off, friend.</title><content type='html'>Well let me clear this one and for all. Im playing with words. So if you understand, then good. Im not hating you just for fun. You make me hate you. You know what, making new friends can be say quite exciting. But things will go worst once we know their true colours. Well mate, im the type of person who treasures friendship. I really do. But once the person dis me or talk behind my back. You'll be blacklisted forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hatred is so strong. Trust me. And stop saying you're sorry. Cause i dont feel like forgiving you. Or should i say just yet. If you're sincere in asking for forgiveness, then dont bother me. Ignore me. Yes. I would like that. So i have just two words for you my friend, fcuk off. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4667400091014440056?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4667400091014440056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4667400091014440056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4667400091014440056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4667400091014440056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/fcuk-off-friend.html' title='Fcuk off, friend.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7136579846926174455</id><published>2008-12-02T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:04:44.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 12 members.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/STU-Y3tFppI/AAAAAAAAAes/KDXY7LLnVfo/s1600-h/after12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191135525250706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/STU-Y3tFppI/AAAAAAAAAes/KDXY7LLnVfo/s320/after12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture description: This pic is the after 12 members. Haha. K only my classmates will understand. This pic was taken not too long ago. Haha. Ok why the haha? Haha gila uh aku. Kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok today was sick uh. So went to tampines polyclinic to produce an MC for my absent. Upon reaching, WOOOH i was really blur uh. I didnt know where to take the que number for registration. HAHA! Ok. After stepping cool and calm, i took notice of the ppl entering and where they first headed to. And WALA! I found it. And so i press. Wait and wait for my turn. I cant believe i actually went there alone. Kiwek mendak seh tunggu untuk turn kite. HOHO! But i had the companion of my hp which have songs. Hahaha. And so the kind doctor gave me an MC. And i made the payments which cost only $4.20. I so the kiasu brought $30 sial..!! Hahaha. Fine, there's this saying, "its better to come prepared.". Hahaha. Prepared kebabai. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so the conclusion is that the waiting time sucks. Time and tide waits for no man seh. KAU! Ade ape kene mengena seh! Merepek merepek. K sorry for my behaviour, am feeling sick-ish. Continuation of the previous paragraph story. Then went straight home. I was so paranoid uh bout something. Ish. Well whats life without understanding. And here you are spending time with ur friends, forgetting me. =( Life's sad. And yes! I have a phase test, practical assignments, and a class test to go. Wish me dead people!.... Ooops i mean wish me LUCK ppl! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: ohhh okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7136579846926174455?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7136579846926174455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7136579846926174455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7136579846926174455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7136579846926174455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-12-members.html' title='After 12 members.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/STU-Y3tFppI/AAAAAAAAAes/KDXY7LLnVfo/s72-c/after12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-628495003755452658</id><published>2008-11-29T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:20:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab maths sucks.</title><content type='html'>Well here i am. With my hopes down. Knowing i will fail my lab maths test i did recently. Fcuk. Maths sucks. Im never confident with maths. Since secondary school. Kalau dgr ade maths test ke exam ke mesti i felt "moved" and scared. Ish! Maths sucks maths sucks. &lt;strong&gt;Can some kind-hearted soul teach me maths please? If i pass i make sure my teacher will be the lucky person on earth. &lt;/strong&gt;Ish! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well general microbiology must make my day tau! I hope to fine GM paper easy. Which i dont think so is possible cause of no biology backgrd. And was bombed with biology knowledge! Ish. Education is really unfair some time. hahaha. Tkpe2! Failure leads to sucess. Haha. Have to look at it that way to motivate myself. Ish. Stress sak. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: what's the meaning of this seh rose. What are you trying to prove. Haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-628495003755452658?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/628495003755452658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=628495003755452658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/628495003755452658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/628495003755452658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/11/lab-maths-sucks.html' title='Lab maths sucks.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5678016744965660337</id><published>2008-11-24T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:20:39.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests aura.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSqbgTHDDwI/AAAAAAAAAek/c8wIQs-_rqY/s1600-h/1892372198371489165347982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272197292978540290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSqbgTHDDwI/AAAAAAAAAek/c8wIQs-_rqY/s320/1892372198371489165347982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm what can u depict from this pic. Awwwwwwwwwwww. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok first of, the tests mood is coming beb. Thursday is lab maths test. Then next week General Microbiology test. Woooo. Sejuk tu. Huhu. Well its ok. Im prepared. Hmmm. Remember like i always use to say, heads held high up. Hehehe. Ewah ewah ewah. Huhu. Its so irritating uh. But its ok. Thats what school is about kan kan. Bila nk graduate ni! Ish. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah. A classmate of mine is so busted. He's doing a project about bloopers. Then he got a snap of me doing something. And later presentation kalau present depan class, busted pe. Ish! Hahaha. I hope he's joking. But if its true. Ish. Minta kene smacks seh! Hahaha. Tk minta permission dulu. Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K thats all for now. Im hungry. Want to go eat. hehehehe. Ewah ewah ewah! Homeway design oi oi! Hahahaha. k crappo. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: &amp;amp; pls ur friendster is so irritating. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5678016744965660337?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5678016744965660337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5678016744965660337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5678016744965660337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5678016744965660337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/11/tests-aura.html' title='Tests aura.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSqbgTHDDwI/AAAAAAAAAek/c8wIQs-_rqY/s72-c/1892372198371489165347982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-8426878447058158140</id><published>2008-11-18T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:01:36.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Straw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSLE3jSZsLI/AAAAAAAAAec/cceH0v8HUes/s1600-h/1_484988768l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269990972621172914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSLE3jSZsLI/AAAAAAAAAec/cceH0v8HUes/s320/1_484988768l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amacam gambar? Cam CSI tk? Hahahaha! A biologist cum scientist at work. Kiwek cam paham. Hahahaha. Thanks to nabillah for editting this and uploading at her friendster. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the edit wasnt that much. Hohohohoho. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow today was bombed with assignments the moment i step in the lab early in the morning at 8am. I was punctual ok! Actually i came at 8.35am. HAHA! K but still quite early what. I guess. I keep on snoozing my alarm clock. Haha. But its ok, at least i came. The king has step in the building. K enough with such craps. Hoho. The assignment given during QCA will be handled by me and farhanah. I dont know when but i hope she can decide quick. Cause the faster we finish our assignments, the better. Right? Yerp thats right! Hahaha. Aku tanye beh jwp sendiri. Baik baik. =) And got an early lunch just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came to realize. My hp is so bloody sot. Minta kene smack down seh. I just got msges like hours back in a moment. I was so like wtf. Haha. Reception minta kene smack. Once its low, it will remain low and no msg nor call can enter. Hmpf. Irritating ke ape. K fine. I can on off my hp. To strengthened the reception wave. Ceh aku ceh aku. Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And pls, to my fellow classmates. Im the taitee champ luh. I won how umpteen times. Ish. Then you all dont want to admit. Haish. Denial! Hahaha. But fine. I shall be modest. But its good to show off sometime. Hahaha. Probably i'll give some taitee tutorial for you all so that you all can improve k. But no matter what. Im still the best. Woooohooo! Hahaha. K luh till here. My fingers are tired. Ewah ewah ewah. *homeway design tune* =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: rose.&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/7166800529116817191-8426878447058158140?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/8426878447058158140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=8426878447058158140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8426878447058158140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8426878447058158140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-straw.html' title='The Final Straw.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SSLE3jSZsLI/AAAAAAAAAec/cceH0v8HUes/s72-c/1_484988768l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5376935945122094020</id><published>2008-11-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:09:57.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition.</title><content type='html'>Well many things have happened. Hmmmm. Was so caught up till it causes less time to blog. Huahua. Padahal2. Padahal malas. Lols! Anyway im surprise that causeway point is not so bad after all. There's many good things in various aspects. Lols. School is getting more mundane. The only thing i look forward in going to school is of my classmates. Bunch of jokers. Huhu. Well anyway a friend of mine has been bothering to register for motor. Im like come on uh lagi 3 bulan bday. Boleh chillek lagi. Huahua. Hoho. Actually to be honest, my money is not sufficient enough. Thats the reason i've not been generous lately. Hoho! K craps. Haha. Gosh! What im doing? I should be saving money. How i wish money can fall from the sky. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw my Industrial Attachment [IA] has been pulled to the month may next year. Way earlier than i expected. Well im not worrying bout IA. Im worrying bout whether i can pass my exams. General Microbiology module has really been a pain in the ass lately. Wow. Takle angkat dia nyer maut2 nyer name2. Well gi mampus uh. If non chemistry backgrd took chem and can manage to pass, why cant i right. Hmpf. K i got to hold my heads up high. Higher than the sky. Woooo. Haha. Macam paham sak bebual. K now currently stuck with this blog song of mine. Sheesh. Hoho. Its that a good thing? Hmmmm. Ok whatever. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im done blogging right? Kan kan? Long enough? Haha. K good. Here i go. Pressing the "publish post" button. Huahua! K enough luh aku. K nk press ni. In 3....2....1....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: some reactions are just hard to read. ohhh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5376935945122094020?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5376935945122094020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5376935945122094020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5376935945122094020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5376935945122094020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/11/transition.html' title='Transition.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5787620353949230890</id><published>2008-11-05T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:17:38.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save $$!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SRGmI7m9paI/AAAAAAAAAeM/vnpyVOLl8x8/s1600-h/Soulja%27002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265172111743100322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SRGmI7m9paI/AAAAAAAAAeM/vnpyVOLl8x8/s320/Soulja%27002%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SRGmIplmWCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/G943rnqU5Mg/s1600-h/Soulja%27000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265172106905540642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SRGmIplmWCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/G943rnqU5Mg/s320/Soulja%27000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok im so so lazy to update. But for you guys i will luh ok! Hahaha. Ceh ceh! Drool over the pictures k. Its me and my classmate yenn. We're trying to show off our caps. But by right its not ours anyway. Haha. K first and foremost, i wanna inform. My mummy paitao seh! Say want to sponsor me my motor lessons. Walaoweh! Im so dead. I need to save money luh seh! Sheesh! Die die! Need to cut down on spend on food, transport, and most important ciggies! Alamak. Fine! I shall prove im worthy. If my eldest brother can survive getting a motor with his own pocket money. So can i! Cehceh. Thats the benefit of having elder brother. You'll get inspired. My source of inspirations. Wow. Amazing how did he survive with his pocket money. Sheesh. K first off. Registration of motor. $80!! K tkpe. Im gonna save. Come on ppl! Encourage me uh sial! Hahahaha. K i think i want to sleep. Tmr starting school at 8am. My new motto and prinsip. Save money save $$!! Oi oi! Huhu. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: Someone've change. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5787620353949230890?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5787620353949230890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5787620353949230890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5787620353949230890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5787620353949230890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/11/lazy.html' title='Save $$!!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SRGmI7m9paI/AAAAAAAAAeM/vnpyVOLl8x8/s72-c/Soulja%27002%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3914610830575279892</id><published>2008-10-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:33:07.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>Well, school hours are so pack which causes me to blog less oftenly. Hmmm.  Im about to write a random post. My moods are so off nowadays. Well here goes the random ness. Why must people cant be so straightforward. Let me give u ppl a random example. For instance, you actually dont want to reply that someone but you give some other excuses. Well being straightforward is good right. Might as well you go and say to the person, "hey i dont think i'll be replying u.". Instead of excuses like you're sleeping or yada2. Since this is a random post so i shall add on more random stuffs. Sometimes i just feel like wanting to be admitted to a hospital an be a patient at there. So i can like just lie down. Wait for my medications. Rest. Sleep. Eat. So the problems-free. Or should i say stress-free. Dont you ppl ever has this thought came across your mind. Thoughts like the world is as though turning its back on you. Its like you were happy in a moment. But came one strike down and everything seems to sort of not blend in. Get me? K tk get tkpe. But come to think of it properly, is the world really turning its back on me, or am i just awaiting a blessing in disguise. Hmmm. Hopefully yes. And anyway, this is my last random sentence, "Bila mahu habes sekolah siah."   haish   -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: You seem different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3914610830575279892?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3914610830575279892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3914610830575279892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3914610830575279892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3914610830575279892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1873198397808635333</id><published>2008-10-11T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:21:32.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SPCLsTc95sI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7AQasexUa3o/s1600-h/3ple+Noise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255854358393644738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SPCLsTc95sI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7AQasexUa3o/s320/3ple+Noise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old picture. From left to right: Me, apul and mir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well went to city hall with wan and mat. Met up first at eastpoint. Wanted to buy my ear stud first. So after that proceeded to MRT and off to city hall. Upon reaching, walked to suntec. Mat bought his watch. Wan bought his shoes and slippers. And so i forced them to go popeye. Cause i was real hungry and mcm mengidam nak mkn popeye. Lol! Macam org beranak lak. Then they agreed and off we walked from suntec to singapore flyer. Haha. Then got there. The queue was fcuking long. So queued and get our food. It was yum yum as expected uh. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our stomach were full we cam-whored awhile in the popeye and off to esplanade by walking. Ermmmm. Wan wanted to buy a cap. So he bought it along the way. After that took the MRT, drop at tampines. Wan went home for raya, me and mat went to mat's cousin house to take some food for his father. And yada2 after that met bul at safra. Sat2 till 10 plus. Then went to fetch my mum at eastpoint. She was bearing heavy loads. So i help her carry some. Then received a call from mir. He wanted to meet. So i met him after sending the loads back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a long talk with mir. Since we have not been meeting for quite a long time. Slack with him till 3am then head home. Bought apple pie for my mum first. My mum, tsk2 da pagi2 buta pon kirim apple pie. Haha. K till here i post ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: really curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1873198397808635333?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1873198397808635333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1873198397808635333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1873198397808635333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1873198397808635333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-walk.html' title='Big walk.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SPCLsTc95sI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7AQasexUa3o/s72-c/3ple+Noise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-4930839320050514111</id><published>2008-10-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:22:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3G0_QBEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vX21PqlB3bk/s1600-h/DSC00545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254846561909736514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3G0_QBEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vX21PqlB3bk/s320/DSC00545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3HCClyRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GWUJa1Nn768/s1600-h/DSC00546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254846565413406994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3HCClyRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GWUJa1Nn768/s320/DSC00546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3HOc3vyI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IAe9ixtK_Gs/s1600-h/DSC00542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254846568744861474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3HOc3vyI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IAe9ixtK_Gs/s320/DSC00542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this above are just some pics taken recently. Im lazy to blog. So just enjoy looking at these three pictures. Hahaha. When i have the mood then i write a proper post alrite. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-4930839320050514111?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/4930839320050514111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=4930839320050514111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4930839320050514111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/4930839320050514111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/10/heart-attack.html' title='Heart Attack'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SOz3G0_QBEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vX21PqlB3bk/s72-c/DSC00545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3365949849933503075</id><published>2008-10-04T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:23:42.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new chapter.</title><content type='html'>Guess what ppl. Bapa aku da officially kasih aku license untuk hisap rokok depan dia! Woooo. Finally. Hahaha. Gerek pe dapat bapa cam gini. Well life goes on and so i will update you guys on my recent exams results. Hell yeah im satisfied with my results. Cause my paper is like super fcuking hard. And still i can obtain this grades. Hehe. Well done Abdullah Nashrun BAR. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analytical Chemistry Grade B&lt;br /&gt;Introductory Chemistry Grade B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA: 3.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3365949849933503075?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3365949849933503075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3365949849933503075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3365949849933503075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3365949849933503075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-chapter.html' title='A new chapter.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7902626876368588122</id><published>2008-10-03T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:04:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of my mind.</title><content type='html'>ATTENTION pls. Do read on what im about to blog about. Reader's discretion is advised. Well im in no mood to blog about raya. Because i have this problem. Take note, i may have the happy-go-lucky looks. But deep down day by day problems arouses. I usually dont blog about my problems. But this is a problem i wish to share. I will be writing about me and this couple consist of a boy and a girl. So there will be three characters ok fellow readers. I will explain in detail. And also, do take into consideration that whatever im about to type is just a piece of my mind. Siapa2 nak terase then go ahead. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the boy:&lt;/strong&gt;Well the boy is my friend. My dear friend, let me share with you something. I Abdullah Nashrun BAR, will never ever fall in love with his member's gf. So please dont try to think that i'll fall for ur gf. Im so disappointed uh that you indirectly asking to voice out what im unhappy about. Let me tell u something. Did u voice out what u were unhappy about. I mean u were obviously not happy if i talk to ur gf in msn or Godknows wherever luh senang kate. Then why didnt u tell me? Please ehk. I thought members were suppose to share? I mean like this is not that secretive to not to share. Well don't you feel you're being quite hypocrite? For your info. Let me clear this doubt for you. I talk to ur gf because i was helping her on you two ppl relationship. Do you know that 90% of me and ur gf conversation will be like about you. Im helping to motivate her. No feelings involve. For what reason should you be jealous of? And anw at least when u share with me about ur probs with ur gf, i could at least help you guys out. But its ok. Fine. I know you didnt ask me to help her. So why shud i motivate/advise ur gf and talk to her at msn or yada2. Its because on the account that i want my members to be happy and your relationship continue to bloom. Im so sorry that u feel i will have feelings for ur gf. Which is never gonna happen. Get that straight. From now onwards please dont share with me ur probs with ur gf. Keep it to yourself. I dont wish to hear anymore. Cause im afraid you wouldnt like it. Much over jealous. And dont worry, i wont ever talk to ur gf anymore. I delete her in msn, i delete her frenster, i delete her phone number. Im so sad that u're not happy with something and u didnt inform anything. Whats the meaning of members? Ok enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the girl:&lt;/strong&gt;Its amazing when u see ppl true colors. Let me speak in malay to you so that ur bf dont get jealous. Aku tk sangke kau sanggup buang kawan pasal mataer kau. Kau nak buat mataer kau bahagia. Sebelum kau mataer ngan dia and selepas, sape yang dgr probs kau bila kau gaduh ngan dia. Sape yg kau tanye kalau kau nk tahu something psl dia. Sape yg kdg2 advise kau and motivate kau. And sekarang pasal dia jeles, kau nk buang kwn uh. Fine. Aku tak kan pernah bebual ngan kau lagi, mungkin tu dpt buat mataer kau tk jeles. Mark my words. Aku tiba2 rasa mcm menyesal tolong kau. Aku tak minta ape2 in return. Aku tk minta pun kau hargai jasa aku. Aku cuma terperanjat bila kau sanggup buang kawan. Takpe. Aku tk salahkan kau. Aku tk salahkan mataer kau pun. Sweet uh kau buat gitu untuk mataer kau. Well aku doakan mataer kau sedar yang dia ade mataer yg setia. Lepas ini aku dah tak kenal kau lagi. Semoga berkekalan kau ngan member ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I wrote this post with no grudges. Trust me. Its just a piece of my mind. Siape2 terase then terase luh k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7902626876368588122?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7902626876368588122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7902626876368588122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7902626876368588122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7902626876368588122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/10/piece-of-my-mind.html' title='A piece of my mind.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-6127073270217162395</id><published>2008-09-29T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:30:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to the SLOW-est person on earth. Hehehehe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well there's this girl. She was quarelling with me because of her slow-ness. I mean come on uh. Dia da slow beh ckp org. Hehehehehe! She's queen somemore. But what is she doing. She's not protecting her title. Omg! What is this. You claim you're not moved(Goyang) eyy? Only fingers kan? You're lucky i cant mention on ur hair! Cause maybe you tie ur hair. K mepek. Hahaha. But i had lots of fun uh chatting with you. Hehe. Really i do. =) No regrets in sacrifice-ing my sleepyness to wake up just to chat with you. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i want to write down this girl aka &lt;strong&gt;QUEEN/Miss SLOW&lt;/strong&gt; some favorite or hated things. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Food: Into junk (western kind of food)&lt;br /&gt;Not into Seafood. (so i guess can take but not into it. LOLS)&lt;br /&gt;NO kuay teow.&lt;br /&gt;Veggie consume some only. (PATUT SLOW! COS TK MKN BENDE KHASIAT) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks: Loves Green Tea. (Kepo minum fav color org. Dia nya red, minumluh red tea. Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;Drinks only MANGO &amp;amp; STRAWBERRY (No other fruit drinks allowed) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;WHY mango and straberry? Probably bcos strawberry is red. Her fav color. And she strictly can't take coconut drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt drink gaseous dring, WHY?, she claims too gassy. Huahua! I dont know why but i find it funny uh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot stand coffee dan sewaktu dengannya. Why? Because taste bitter and the smell makes her dizzy. LATER FROM SLOW LAGI SLOW. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps: Chill ehk Queen slow. Jgn marah lak. Hehehehe. What goes around comes around mah. =D This post is just for you. Color red lagi. Hehehehehe! K im going back to sleep. Hibernation! Hehe. K nite2. Oooops i mean good afternoon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-6127073270217162395?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/6127073270217162395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=6127073270217162395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6127073270217162395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/6127073270217162395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/dedicated-to-slow-est-person-in-earth.html' title='Dedicated to the SLOW-est person on earth. Hehehehe.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-5025115679955284372</id><published>2008-09-29T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:51:51.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geylang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SN_MKrqaifI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jTIJHr3YutY/s1600-h/DSC00532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SN_MKrqaifI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jTIJHr3YutY/s320/DSC00532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251140174428670450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar atas ni, aku nampak mcm boncet siah! Sheesh. If you ppl cant spot nvm. Maybe you guys have myopia. Quick! Go look outside window. Something far, for 5 mins. Or or! Go use eye-mo. Then look at it back. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday was great uh. Went geylang. Safwan, bul, faris ,elmi and i help ruzaini out to buy some things for hari raye. Borong2. Kecoh sak buat bising kat geylang. We disturb ppl. Ppl disturb us also have. Haha. One scenario, bul was holding two stalk of flowers up high in the air, the thing was long uh. Then this two ang moh dude was like disturbing him uh. Then his face like shock2 like that. I was like fcuking laughing sak. Kesian sak kene kacau. Lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a long walk and shoppings and borong-ings, We decided to carry the heavy things and back home by a taxi uh. There was two carpets, two stalks of flowers that can light, and two stalks of flowers that cannot light, and food and drinks. Faris hatch a very good idea. Hehe. He asks his father to send us to ruzaini's home uh. Weee! So no need to take taxi, in other words, no need to waste money. Huahuahua! Money is important ok. Money is one of the factors that makes the world go round. How i wis donald trump can give me some of his money or assets. Which is very unlikely to come true. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so after that reach ruzaini home at around 12 midnight plus. Carry the heavy loads of things to his house. And all 5 of us lepak uh at his room. Only elmi went home. Others lepak at his house till sahur. We had sahur at his house. Only he's father is at home. So can watch tv, smoke-break all at his room. Woooo. Then all went back home at around 5 plus. Walking from his house to my house is not that far uh but quite tiring. My staminar arent that good this days. Well pat geylang da jalan banyak. So penat uh. Then nvr sleep somemore. Sorry uh ppl with strong staminar, Lols. Naseb some of them live near my area. So can talk to each other and smoked before imsak while otw back home. Thus the tiredness is less-er uh. But we walk like drunken ppl uh. Cause all too sleepy already. Reached home approximately at ard 6am. Heheh. But overall, the trip to geylang yesterday and lepak till after sahur at ruzaini house was great uh. I wouldnt miss anything for it uh. Well reach home straight away sleep. Too sleepy and tired mah. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Three cheers to ruzaini for treating all of us sahur. Wooo! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-5025115679955284372?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/5025115679955284372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=5025115679955284372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5025115679955284372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/5025115679955284372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/gambar-atas-ni-aku-nampak-mcm-boncet.html' title='Geylang'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SN_MKrqaifI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jTIJHr3YutY/s72-c/DSC00532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1379191401557202841</id><published>2008-09-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:38:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV-less</title><content type='html'>Fcuk shits, my scv box spoilt uh. Tgh tgk citer best2 then spoilt. Potong steam only. So now temporarily no scv, means no channel, means no watching tv. So i had to on this computer. Well that solves the prob abit. Anw yesterday after buka met my friends and some evss ppl at tamp mart area. After chilling, they decided to play some catching. And i did join uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part kekek uh. We were running for our lives, yet we dont know who's the catcher. Lols. Then we were walking in groups. Then second part tkde org kejar pon kite lari. Cam very the funny. Then soon after two catchers actually slowly finding us. Lols. Well i was tired of running2 i went back to the place to quench my thirst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, da tkle lari sgt siah aku. Penat nak mampos siak. I was like gasping for air and coughing whenever i stop running. Tiring uh. But it was fun indeed. Then slack at mac. Thanks to my friend, he treat a set of student meal. Hehe. Cam tahu2 jek aku lapar. And then slack outside 7-11. And then we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i miss this little miss slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1379191401557202841?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1379191401557202841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1379191401557202841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1379191401557202841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1379191401557202841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/tv-less.html' title='TV-less'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1898288515791798581</id><published>2008-09-20T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:19:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooooo</title><content type='html'>Woooo! Nak tahu ape tk? K kalau tknk tahu pun aku nk bilang. Haha. K here goes. First off, my bill will always come either 18/19/20th every month. I thought for sure my bill is gonna bomb as the rate of how i use my calls and msges, i think im gonna die. But! I open my bill letter with a lil prayers. And its $39.94!! Its like not bad what. Woooohoo! Hahaha. Happy aku. I feel really bad towards my mum if my bill bombs, cause she will be the one who pays it. Lols. Im still schooling mah. So no money to pay yet. =) But still, from now on, im gonna limit my msging and calling. If im at home im gonna use house phone. Unless if someone special, then i can use up my msg. =D Ceh saving gila bab nyer ehk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well recent sleepless nights. I manage to watch 3 online movies. Ferst up i watch "Idiocracy.", then i watch "P.S I Love You." and lastly i watch "Good Luck Chuck." My fav among this three is "Good Luck Chuck." The show is fcuking funny luh. For those who has high sense of humour should watch. K i dont know if cerita tu da lama keluar BUT serious uh, cerita tu banyak kekek. But seriously, wanna watch, not in front of ur parents, if ur parents are open-minded, then can. Haha. My second reason besides its funny is, JESSICA ALBA. Fooooh, hot luh dia. Tsk2. Hahaha. K dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im looking for online movies that has the same genre as "Good Luck Chuck." Haha. Like funny2 like that. Gyeah. Well now i think im gonna go off either nap or watch tv. Goodbye. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Fill in the blanks please.    _ _ _ _ _ _&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1898288515791798581?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1898288515791798581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1898288515791798581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1898288515791798581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1898288515791798581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/woooooo_20.html' title='Woooooo'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1979901927736166858</id><published>2008-09-17T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:21:48.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>Today is a very spicy buka. Well my mum cook this bloody pedas noodle. But can't blame her luh huh. She fasting what. How is she suppose to taste the noodle kan. SO i just eat uh. 1st round of eating, then 2nd round. Amazingly, eventhough its too pedas, i still eat more and more. I was sweating due to the spicy-ness. But i rate it 4 out of 5 uh. Not because its my mum cooking but its pedas but nice uh. =) Well moving on, watch this show i used to love to watch, "a bug's life" awhile after buka then went out meet my friends uh. We slack at tamp east cc awhile. When all have gathered then we decided to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a friend of mine took his poker cards. And there we were playing taitee and 24 under this particular void deck. Well i tell u my maths like so the rabak, play 24, lagi rabak. It is so maths luh. Irritating sak. But safe im not the last uh. Almost win! But not last either. Weeeee! Suka aku! Lols. Well at least my brain is functioning well uh. Cause its really fcuking challenging uh. Then 12 plus head home. Damn im out of ciggies. I do have some amount of money but i dont feel like buying ciggies uh. Expensive uh. Saving for something. Well im not that rich. So i guess, beli gulung uh! Pffft. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping very late lately. After sahur then i start to feel sleepy. And this few days been feeling hungry. Even after buka, one hour later or so, i start looking for food again. Same applies to sahur. I eat how many serving also i dont know. Well that's ok. Fasting i guess. Thats probably the reason why i get hungry easily. Fcuk uh, my brain hurts, feels like migrain or something. Serious uh. The pain come and go. I dont think its a fever. Well yet again i might not know. =) Anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now is like 01.30am. And i'll be waiting for sahur. Feeling hungry uh. I think im gonna cook something up. Well till here. Goodbye. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I Somehow Feel That Something/One/What is Missing. Hmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1979901927736166858?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1979901927736166858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1979901927736166858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1979901927736166858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1979901927736166858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3347313582172083887</id><published>2008-09-16T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:17:22.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>K exams are over. Now 4 weeks of holiday. Had lots of plan in mind actually. But a factor helding it back is money. But its ok. I have a work actually. Lepak. Best kan kerje tu. Da penat abeh balik. Weeee. Ok lame. Well just got back from mr teh tarik at tamp afgan. During the slack, realize it was my fren's birthday. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUHAMMAD TASLIM ALI KHAN BIN SHAUKAD ALI. =p Then reach home at 1am. Well speaking of birthdays, soon up is i think syahrir's birthday. Then semua dah 17. Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well recently i bought this adidas slipper. You ppl got to see. Ahjey. Haha. Mahal tau. Beli terus pocket kosong kepe. But nvm luh. Once in a while mah go buy slipper. Songs on malay station radio are playing hari raya songs. Well maseh lagi lama lagi. For me uh. Cos puase, i will always feel that the clock is ticking slowly. Haiya. But puase and raya wont stop me from enjoying my holidays aite. Well i dont know what to type actually. So just end here luh k. At least i update my blog. So yeah. Cheers. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3347313582172083887?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3347313582172083887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3347313582172083887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3347313582172083887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3347313582172083887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday.html' title='Happy birthday.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-1505659487561492395</id><published>2008-09-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:25:08.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA soon.</title><content type='html'>Well i pass all my tests. No even a single fail. WOOOO! Haha. K i hope i would not fail my examinations as it takes up 60%. So gyeah. Anw i think im gonna be MIA-ing soon. Till after my exams which my last paper is on 11 sept. So after that day im free to blog like from morning till dawn. Haha. K im keeping this post short. Till here. Wish me luck for my examinations. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: you suck, big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-1505659487561492395?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/1505659487561492395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=1505659487561492395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1505659487561492395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/1505659487561492395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/09/mia-soon.html' title='MIA soon.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-3674926547880101277</id><published>2008-08-30T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T07:38:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains closed.</title><content type='html'>Lets story on what happen on friday. Well early in the morning went for class test. Was very nervous. I get nervous easily. K took the test in the lab. The paper was okok luh. Cukup2 fail atau just pass. Then after the class test. Me and friends went to cafe 2 to have some food. I didnt eat cos i owe my classmate sham, money as on thursday me and friends including sham went to catch a movie at tamp mall. K so had to starved uh. And at the same time, i prepared myself by reading some pratical notes cos after this i have pratical assignment. Well the prac assignment susah seh. Hmpf. Tapi tkpe. No more tests already until our exams. Woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K friday was a bloody hell day for me. I dont wish to mention names so i use it in form of codes ok. Hmmmm. There's this couple who got together in approximately 3 months ago. They were hitting the forth. Ok so all along the gerl was on his mind. And he was hoping the gerl felt the same too. This particular couple had face many problems. But somehow they still manage to hit 3rd month eventhough they had a rough start and LOTS of obstacles along the way. Ok so this boy was waiting to have test when he received an unexpected news. I dont wish to mention cause i dont want to be seen as badmouthing "ppl". Well what the girl did was too overboard. The girl actually went to this extent until the boy simply cant let it off his mind. The girl was playing behind his back. And it was so the teruk uh. Thus the boy gets frustrated and disappointed. He calls off the relationship. It all happen too fast. How the boy wish to know it earlier. The boy saw the girl's true colour. The boy was so devastated. Thus the boy strong love towards the girl has diminished. Its funny how the girl hated the boy's doubts on her. When actually the girl doubted him. The girl "claims" that she receive a msg saying that the boy has another girl. When THE TRUTH WAS the boy did not. And the sad fact was she didnt bother to find out from the boy ferst. She resorted to so called "revenge". And the thing she did was so overboard lor. Moreover the boy dont know whether she's lying or not. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all uh. I dont wish to say more. What has happen to the couple has eventually happened. So nak dwell pun cam tk guna. No use regreting, no use mourning over it. Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Really had me going. Move on move on. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-3674926547880101277?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/3674926547880101277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=3674926547880101277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3674926547880101277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/3674926547880101277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/curtains-closed.html' title='Curtains closed.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-2103256965863400462</id><published>2008-08-24T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:25:36.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing you a song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9Lem2E3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/NqZ0_tTsnVI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9Lem2E3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/NqZ0_tTsnVI/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238105477756621682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9L6-fmKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/b0X6m72qm_Q/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9L6-fmKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/b0X6m72qm_Q/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238105485372004514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9NW35tHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/hUjmX-4NaGA/s1600-h/Heyr+Riko+Ab+%40+GL+KBudget.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9NW35tHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/hUjmX-4NaGA/s320/Heyr+Riko+Ab+%40+GL+KBudget.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238105510040417394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9NrvAsUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3lVeLDY4mME/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9NrvAsUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3lVeLDY4mME/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238105515640271170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today yesterday went for bee's sister wedding. Early in the morning my classmate, umar fetch me and my friends and drove there. Lucky he knows how to drive and has a car. Well reach there. Waited for the girls. After that eat2. Take pictures. The pengantin rode a cool oldie car oh. Impressed seh. Picture on top. And then went home. Lets just cut it short. On the go home trip, there were 9 ppl in the car. Walaoweh, sempit oh! Haha. So some had to sit on top of each other. I was the one who sit on top. Ok luh, tk luh sempit sgt. Tapi 9 ppl seh. Tyre mcm nk pancit gitu. Lols. Well some drop off at ang mo kio MRT. So last2 sedap sikit. Comfortable juga tinggal sikit org. Umar drop us off at tamp mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to meet my bro and his friends at grandlink. They at kbox. I also feel like going so i join lor. K sing2 then walk2 at geylang then i decided to go home while my brother and friends go watch fireworks at city hall i think. I went home and waited for my friends to come. Well spend the night with my friends. At about 12.45am went home. I saw my ferst brother and sister in law. They pay a visit late midnight. Aiyoyo. Haha. But sweet luh. Eventhough its late but they still pay a short visit. =p I was so tired in the end and went to sleep. Well anyway i want to keep this post short, so just look at the pictures k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: for all your sins, they will come around again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-2103256965863400462?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/2103256965863400462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=2103256965863400462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2103256965863400462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/2103256965863400462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/sing-you-song_24.html' title='Sing you a song.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_RVnndQFyI/SLF9Lem2E3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/NqZ0_tTsnVI/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-805861107574230863</id><published>2008-08-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:57:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, many to go.</title><content type='html'>Okie. Class test two for analytical chemistry is done. Woooo! Paper was hard uh. Well i dont want to dwell on it. The more i dwell on it, the more i regret not studying. Hmmmm. Early in the morning, with such enthusiasm making my way to school for LLA lessons. The moment i reach the right venue, i realized my classmates were outside. Ok fine, probably miss zak is late. Then got to know she took an MC. I was so @#$!&amp;# cause i could have use the time sleeping. The best thing to do in this earth. Sleeping, its when you close both eyes and enjoy the beauty of resting and in hoping to have sweet dreams. Sleeping is the best okie. Well so had 3 and half hours of free time. Went to cafe 1 to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that did some studying and memorizing along the passage way at 4th storey business blk. The inside air-conditionised one. Took my notes, lie down trying to study and store some info in this organ of mine called brain. It turns out to be the notes were lying on my face and i went ZZzzzzz. Wooohooo! Well 3 and a half hours mah. What you expect. So after that did class test. After completed the paper, i stood up and pass my invigilator the paper. I dont want to waste my time sitting down and wait for the time to pass by. Lols. And so after class test went straight home. Too tired luh. Tsk2. Brain is overloading too. So went home and landed straight to my bed. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Every actions has consequences, but some are just hard to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUAL TIME: 11.54pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-805861107574230863?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/805861107574230863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=805861107574230863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/805861107574230863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/805861107574230863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-down-many-to-go.html' title='One down, many to go.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-9144351853818856597</id><published>2008-08-20T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:44:39.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test coming luh seh.</title><content type='html'>Well 18 august. Had my phase test. Ok luh, quite easy. Should say moderate luh ehk. Hmmmm. I remember asking this one stupid qtn during the test. Haha. I do get silly at times siak. Well anyway, it is over and done with. 19 august, i would like to wish Nadiah Bte Hussein a happy 17th birthday. =D And speaking of 19 august, another 6 more months on the same day i will be so happy. Some know luh why. Legal age mah. Hehe. K dah stop it. Ermmm. And on 21 august, is my AC class test 2. Ish2. Nervous beb. Exam also nearing. Haiya! Tkpe2. Must really get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically i just got back going to 7-11 with my bro. Bought something. And now i cant sleep. Its like 2am plus currently. Hmmmm. Just now saw my pri sch mate. His sister reminded me of something. Lols. Anw im intending to go to school today. For something. Need to look slow. =) Moral support beb. =) Haha. And and i dont know if i can wake up or not. Ini luh org yg kaki tido. Tido tido tido. =) Speaking of tido, i think i wanna tido luh seh. K till here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: slow                          ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-9144351853818856597?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/9144351853818856597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=9144351853818856597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9144351853818856597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/9144351853818856597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/test-coming-luh-seh.html' title='Test coming luh seh.'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-7320517026891494319</id><published>2008-08-17T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T02:11:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Centre Trip</title><content type='html'>Eeeeee. Fikir lahs bukan2 k. Tsk. K done. Well yesterday, friday, had a science centre trip. Which isn't a trip. Its more to a practical assignment to be done there. Its quite interesting uh though mundane. Finally i know how do we make soup. Haha. But my group's ferst try failed uh. Second try then the soap formed quite okay uh. Although the soap was deformed. Haha. Okie early on the morning i thought i was late. So i began to fasten my pace of walking uh. Sekali my frens were still sitting at forum waiting for my teacher in charge to come. I was fcuked up uh. Buat penat jek jalan cepat2. Well sat down. And siak jek cikgu lambat. Lolx. Then took a bus there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus trip to science centre was ok uh. Cause steve was talking and talking. I intended to sleep. Last2 bebual juga. Lols. After practical assignment at the science centre. Ade break uh. Then ate at mac donalds. Soon later find a spot to smoke. Yeah. After all that then board the bus. Bus trip back to school was fun also. Haha. I love spending time in the bus uh actually. Heheh. Ermmm then went for BL thingy. So missed make-up practical for analytical chemistry. And so after that slack2 and reach home at around 9pm plus? I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then online. Had some SLOW conversation. And then off to sleep. Was sleepy uh actually. Tapi nk online nya pasal kan. =) Ermmmm today just got home after share money to buy ciggies. Saw this couple at LJS. They are weird uh. Due to some reasons. Haha. K i dont know what to blog some more. But to my friend which is suffering for such problems. I feel you. Whatever it is. Members tetap ada k. Tkya sedih2. Members is for you to seek ok. Anytime anywhen. Cheer up bro! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: "cuba kau kata kan apa yang kau ingin kan." pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-7320517026891494319?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/7320517026891494319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=7320517026891494319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7320517026891494319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/7320517026891494319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/science-centre-trip.html' title='Science Centre Trip'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166800529116817191.post-8309183403038526389</id><published>2008-08-15T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:21:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im alive!</title><content type='html'>Well i want to inform that yes my previous posts are missing. I know i know. Well i just feel like starting a new blog, new skin and new posts. Okie here goes. I've been watching people's blog lately. And damn! I feel like blogging back. Lols. Thus here i am blogging away. Well its currently 1.40am. And at 8.30am i need to report to school. I will be having practical assignment at science centre. Wooo. Macam gerek jek. Haha. I don't feel like sleeping uh. I got a bloody WAKE UP CALL when i was about to doze off. Serious sak, the bloody pests was lingering around. A pest called cockroach. From half-closed eyes to full open eyes grabbing newspaper and started hitting that cikopek pest. Kacau org tido sak. Bodoh pey lipas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thursday starts off with LLA lessons. Pretty well waited to see my classmates that are always late for class to turn up early. Especially s.l.o.w. Haha. Well my classmate did turn up finally. My grade for LLA 'A' luh seh. Ceh bangga seh. Proud uh. LLA is quite important right? Hehe. LLA was relax as usual. LLA will be the time to like so called "express individual feelings." It is where you can talk shits, no stress at all. No like studying or memorising. Best kan? Haha. Then had lunch at cafe 1. Thus proceeded to lecture theatre. Once again that slow classmate of mine is late again. Ish. Buck up buck up. Ceh padahal late dia tk rabak tau. Lols. Ear stud aku kene confiscate seh. But my teacher gave in and hand it back to me after practical. Hehe. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practical had CA CARE. Class advisor talk2, nag2, yada2. But its ok. I was glaring at slow. Heheh. So at least it heals my ear from hearing my class advisor speak. Well pretty much this past few days did some soul-search. I found out, discover, realize things. Be it personal or whatever. K takpe tukar topic please. My mind now are so fcuked up by the thoughts of examinations. Its time i sort my time out between fun and study. I may seem like macam faham but im serious okie. Sheesh. How time flies. Well i think my fingers are tired. Kk coast is clear! No pests. Hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: "express the feelings that is kept within my heart.", heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7166800529116817191-8309183403038526389?l=run-nash-run.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/feeds/8309183403038526389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7166800529116817191&amp;postID=8309183403038526389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8309183403038526389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7166800529116817191/posts/default/8309183403038526389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://run-nash-run.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-alive.html' title='Im alive!'/><author><name>Nashrun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
