<?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-6027833097522113966</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:08:34.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart say's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Azmir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06454279886998548771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027833097522113966.post-7827697790313324554</id><published>2009-01-27T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:39:26.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News for my entire life</title><content type='html'>why did all this things happen to me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like nothing when she go away..&lt;br /&gt;feel the feeling right now..&lt;br /&gt;i'm too depress to explain all this matter..&lt;br /&gt;really so sad when i got her message today..&lt;br /&gt;i cannot accept the fact about all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's every thing's for me..&lt;br /&gt;i may not continue my life perfectly when she gone someday..&lt;br /&gt;i really2 hope that this thing would never be happen..&lt;br /&gt;i do really love her so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell so numb to think about all this..&lt;br /&gt;when i try to forget about it,it always play in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;really2 sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6027833097522113966-7827697790313324554?l=azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/7827697790313324554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027833097522113966.post-2091824793256287667</id><published>2008-04-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:51:06.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I FEEL NOW??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i feel lonely in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i feel like i have nobody in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so, it quite difficult for me to understand about my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;in  my life, i always face so many difficulties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;until i feel like i always have a bad luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no one can understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't know if someone could understand my situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;all in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i just spend my time to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;just musics make me feel better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my mum is my inspiration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i love my mum ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;although my dad has passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but there's only my mum can understand me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;all my life now is like nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i can't look my friends having a problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i always give my friends a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;although it is that something i love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but all of that is like nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they just thinking about themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they don't think about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;who is giving them a chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what the .... is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't know who can understand what i said now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but that is what i facing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;also so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nothing can change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but i don't know what will be change next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;is there anybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;please help me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i can't stand it anymore.. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6027833097522113966-2091824793256287667?l=azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/2091824793256287667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6027833097522113966&amp;postID=2091824793256287667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/2091824793256287667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/2091824793256287667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-feel-now.html' title='WHAT I FEEL NOW??'/><author><name>Azmir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06454279886998548771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027833097522113966.post-2050096687443620669</id><published>2008-04-01T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:16:44.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lelaki hnsem vs lelaki x hensem</title><content type='html'>kalau lelaki handsome pendiam&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan akan cakap:: woow, cool giler...&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome pendiam&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan akan cakap: eh perasan bagus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome berbuat jahat&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan akan kata: nobody's perfect&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome berbuat jahat&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: memang.... muka pun macam pecah rumah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome menolong perempuan yg diganggu&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: wah.. machonya.. macam hero filem!&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome menolong perempuan yang diganggu&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan akan kata: entah2 kawan dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome dapat perempuan cantik&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: sepadan sangat...&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome dapat perempuan cantik&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: mesti kena bomoh perempuan tuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome ditinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: jangan sedih, kan saya ada..&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome ditinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata:...(terdiam, tapi telunjuknya&lt;br /&gt;meliuk-liuk dari atas ke bawah, patutlah, tengok saja luarannya)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome penyayang binatang&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: perasaannya halus...penuh kasih sayang&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome penyayang binatang&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: sesama keluarga memang harus menyayangi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: matching... hebat luar dalam&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: bang, bosnya mana?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome menuang air ke gelas perempuan&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap:ini barulah lelaki gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki tak handsome menuang air ke gelas perempuan&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: naluri pembantu, memang begitu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki handsome hantar komen dlm myspace..cepat2 dibalas..kalau lelaki xhandsome dia akan ckp buang masa je layan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCM TU KE?SIAN LAKI XHANDSOME KAN.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6027833097522113966-2050096687443620669?l=azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/2050096687443620669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6027833097522113966&amp;postID=2050096687443620669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/2050096687443620669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/2050096687443620669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/2008/04/lelaki-hnsem-vs-lelaki-x-hensem.html' title='lelaki hnsem vs lelaki x hensem'/><author><name>Azmir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06454279886998548771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027833097522113966.post-5549617455164173381</id><published>2008-03-27T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:51:12.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Tight Uncomfortabe Days</title><content type='html'>Oh! how I hate these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may not sound like an inspiration to you, it may help in such ways that when I say.&lt;br /&gt;These days that don't turn out the way you expected it to be&lt;br /&gt;These days when there's heart breaks in every room.&lt;br /&gt;These times when you just want to live a dream&lt;br /&gt;These times when jealousy or hatred occurs in everyday lives that just shatter.&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end there's a good side and a bad side.&lt;br /&gt;There might be, or could be, a special thing or person that brightens your day&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple ... "Hello..." or a smile. Makes all those things turn out to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Just that time when there's a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;Take it, no second thoughts just accept it.&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why some people say, that in this life time there's a guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;It could be a family member, could be a friend, could be your lover or a person you've never met.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's always out there to help you, in those dark and twisty times of need.&lt;br /&gt;Those times when you think you have to give up.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your hopes and dreams over the smallest things that make it more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Accept those things and deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;It happens in everyone's life.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a test to see how well you could handle those tight uncomfortable days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope this could help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6027833097522113966-5549617455164173381?l=azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/5549617455164173381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6027833097522113966&amp;postID=5549617455164173381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/5549617455164173381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/5549617455164173381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/2008/03/those-tight-uncomfortabe-days.html' title='Those Tight Uncomfortabe Days'/><author><name>Azmir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06454279886998548771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027833097522113966.post-5956413443030683341</id><published>2008-03-14T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:52:58.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>I wish i could be somebody&lt;br /&gt;so i could make people like me&lt;br /&gt;maybe my status is unknown&lt;br /&gt;being a  unknown status is more peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being somebody could be fun&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like to broke other people feelings&lt;br /&gt;because i already feel the heart break it&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want anybody feel the same things the way i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be a lover&lt;br /&gt;so i can make somebody fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;maybe my word can make someone else fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;do you know how happy i would be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i don't be a figther&lt;br /&gt;because it's not the best way to be a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;so it must be easy by not be a fighter&lt;br /&gt;i am not a fighter , i'm a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a somebody, or a lover, and or a fighter&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be me that can make people like and love me&lt;br /&gt;i don't have any special words to describe&lt;br /&gt;just the imagination of how happy i could be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6027833097522113966-5956413443030683341?l=azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/feeds/5956413443030683341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6027833097522113966&amp;postID=5956413443030683341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/5956413443030683341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027833097522113966/posts/default/5956413443030683341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azmirvanscustom.blogspot.com/2008/03/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Azmir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06454279886998548771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opFI9TDT1Ts/SX8roUJiWKI/AAAAAAAAABo/zXre_MdjIAQ/S220/lalala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
