<?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-11725202</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:33:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYMPS</title><subtitle type='html'>cause all i want to do is have a little fun now...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-8235768800396653330</id><published>2008-09-26T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:20:57.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the Superman themed blog...</title><content type='html'>I've moved to Wordpress, cause honestly its lil more cooler than Blogger. Sorry! Updates now will be on the other site. Home page is still the same though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://freakyz.com/"&gt;www.freakyz.com&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-8235768800396653330?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/8235768800396653330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=8235768800396653330' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8235768800396653330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8235768800396653330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-with-superman-themed-blog.html' title='The one with the Superman themed blog...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7321839393178496955</id><published>2008-06-18T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:51:57.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one rap video...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzeZhCt5PVA&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzeZhCt5PVA&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog about my days, but after watching this video I totally forgot what happened. Seriously, one of the best rap music I've heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great week last week, Hope Awards was fantastic. Thank you to all who made it possible... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7321839393178496955?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7321839393178496955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7321839393178496955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7321839393178496955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7321839393178496955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-rap-video.html' title='The one rap video...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7541494145581244274</id><published>2008-06-09T17:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:36:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one featured...</title><content type='html'>I dont know if I'm a featured artiste on AMP, but I'm on their&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://amp.channelv.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; page. Woo hoo! I have 2 accounts actually on AMP, and luckily they got the right one. Hehe! Do check out my page @ &lt;a href="http://amp.channelv.com/mrfreakyz"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.amp.channelv.com/mrfreakyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SEz4VDR5DeI/AAAAAAAABIs/OcHq4Vzb-E4/s1600-h/HopeAward400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209811909502111202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SEz4VDR5DeI/AAAAAAAABIs/OcHq4Vzb-E4/s320/HopeAward400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support my next event, this Saturday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;65 &amp;amp; Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is celebrating its first anniversary and I'm doing a small mini award for all the people who have contributed to my shows and the scene. It will be fun, trust me! Dress in black, red and white only... Set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the word and the flyer! Peace! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7541494145581244274?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7541494145581244274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7541494145581244274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7541494145581244274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7541494145581244274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-featured.html' title='The one featured...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SEz4VDR5DeI/AAAAAAAABIs/OcHq4Vzb-E4/s72-c/HopeAward400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2950634306015152664</id><published>2008-06-07T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:18:25.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one enemy...</title><content type='html'>My own people calling me the enemy. Fighting for everyone was really a bad idea. I guess my enemy has the last laugh now. Shit, i'm a fucking fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2950634306015152664?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2950634306015152664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2950634306015152664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2950634306015152664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2950634306015152664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-enemy.html' title='The one enemy...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3872664055954885892</id><published>2008-05-30T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:10:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with emails...</title><content type='html'>Today marks the first week at my new work. I love the view outside my office, its so calming. I've got my own cubicle, but its directly in front of my boss's office. So I cant really surf the internet much. Wait, shit.. I'm suppose to work, so I must not access the internet. But its damn tempting. Haha! I've been checking emails like every 15 minutes, and when I dont get a reply, I get so nervous. Out-of-office auto-replys are the worst, they make me worry like hell. And when I do get a reply, I'll take the whole day sometimes, just to reply one. Now I know what it feels like when you're waiting for an email reply from someone. I wish my dad knows how to use email. He's still into letters and mails, which will take weeks to reach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already planned out all the shows I want to do in 2009. Cant wait to have a fresh new start in the new year. I'm becoming like an organized &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt; freak. I even went to Kinokuniya yesterday hoping to get a 2009 planner. One of the retail crew said, "but it's only 2008 what". Haha! Didnt expect that actually. So I ended up scribbling all the dates and things I need to do on a piece of paper. Now I dont know where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be 24 in two weeks time. Damn, I feel super old now. I need a quick getaway, Tioman perhaps, to release some stress with work. No not the new job, its the other work. My mind cant stop thinking about music and the scene. Need some clean white sandy beach with clear crystal water, while I chill and smoke melon-mint flavoured sheesha. Dont be surprise if you see some Tioman pictures up soon. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have Floetry with Bless, Sleeq, GOD and Sweetwrappers performing. If anyone of you is free, do come to Earshot Cafe, The Arts House, 6.30pm. If you’re not free, then make yourselves free on 14th June, Saturday. 65 &amp; Hope is celebrating its first anniversary and we’re having a small mini award show. Its going to be fun, so do come. More information will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn its fun to blog from work. Haha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3872664055954885892?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3872664055954885892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3872664055954885892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3872664055954885892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3872664055954885892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-with-emails.html' title='The one with emails...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2069275396791199693</id><published>2008-05-20T16:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:51:34.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with murtabak...</title><content type='html'>I cant remember the last time I felt nervous at a show, but last Saturday during Family Affair II, I was super nervous. I couldnt sleep the night before and the whole time I was online on MSN, almost everyone I know who usually come to my show, told me they're not coming. The admission is too expensive, they say. $10 with a free mixtape for a good SG &amp; MY showcase? I think its affordable. But still, most of my audience are teenagers still schooling so I had to understand them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home at 10am that day, to get a carton of mineral water and print some stuff at the internet cafe because my printer was being a jerk. As usual when I reached Chamber, no one was on time for set-up and Roy, the driver, was early. So I left Chamber to pick up the first group of the Malaysian artiste. There were 3 groups btw, and thank god, everyone reached Singapore safely. Then we had our lunch, courtesy of Fai, and the sight of the performers eating together backstage was really nice. I felt proud for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPSwEEEuII/AAAAAAAABH4/ESmtPorhl8c/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPSwEEEuII/AAAAAAAABH4/ESmtPorhl8c/s320/FamilyAffair_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202733717709437058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPSrEEEuHI/AAAAAAAABHw/BuS37OI95gI/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPSrEEEuHI/AAAAAAAABHw/BuS37OI95gI/s320/FamilyAffair_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202733631810091122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked in The Rogue Squadron boys at a hostel while Deena &amp; Ili at a hotel nearby. The hostel was pretty decent, very clean and they have comfortable beds. Then we head back to Chamber and by the time we reached there it was already 5pm. Show was suppose to start in 30 minutes time, but unfortunately we had to delay a little bit. Show began at 5.40pm instead and there was barely any audience. I was worried like hell. Ruxta spinned till 5.50pm, and then slowly while the Proteges were performing, groups of people started coming in. By 6.30pm, the floor level seats were packed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPT4UEEuKI/AAAAAAAABII/oPn-Ojcdc18/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPT4UEEuKI/AAAAAAAABII/oPn-Ojcdc18/s320/FamilyAffair_42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202734958954985634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPTTUEEuJI/AAAAAAAABIA/4hWJAZ2zhGM/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPTTUEEuJI/AAAAAAAABIA/4hWJAZ2zhGM/s320/FamilyAffair_73.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202734323299825810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime at my event, I have this habit of walking around just to make sure everyone is comfortable and feeling good. Its like a habit already and no, I'm not looking for attention. At the same time, I usually check on any performers too. To me, if you're interested in performing or even the scene, you would come and support it. And if you cant, you would probably give a shout-out to the organizers. Well, my style is simple. Like how the saying goes, you want respect, you gotta give respect; you want shows or people to come to your shows, you gotta come and support the others too. That is called manners. Simple right? Nevertheless, it was nice to see some old cats coming down to support the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPUFEEEuLI/AAAAAAAABIQ/mUPa_aJ9u9c/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPUFEEEuLI/AAAAAAAABIQ/mUPa_aJ9u9c/s320/FamilyAffair_50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202735177998317746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPUJ0EEuMI/AAAAAAAABIY/4gVBr1yQB98/s1600-h/FamilyAffair_84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPUJ0EEuMI/AAAAAAAABIY/4gVBr1yQB98/s320/FamilyAffair_84.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202735259602696386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show lasted till 8.45pm. Highlight to me was of course The Rogue Squadron and Dose Two. There is this crew in TRS, they are called SSK, super crazy performance with witty malay rhymes. Cool. All the audiences stood up for Dose Two who performed last. Not forgetting the SG cats, they all did great and I'm proud of them boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and TRS went for supper at Zam Zam. Apparently, they all got love for our local murtabak here. After that, I brought them to Arab St, a usual routine after every event, for some sheesha and vanilla coke. I think they were quite shocked when they saw Singaporeans sitting down on carpets smoking sheesha. But thats how we do it here, nah mean? After that they walked back to their hostel and along the way Hqa had a leg cramp. Haha! I returned back to Arab St to meet Dose Two and the boys and then all of us crashed over my place. Laughed like mad with Alif and Syarif till 5.30am and I cant remember what happened after that. I woke up at 1pm on Sunday with a dead phone and no charger, one of the worst things that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, I'm still not over the show. It was one of the shows where I didnt expect too much, but the performers made it a memorable one. It was one my best shows. So thank you guys for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more event before I take a short break for more personal things that I need to handle and my own music. Please make yourselves free on 14th June for 65 &amp; Hope Anniversary party cum award show. More information will be up soon or you can check out &lt;a href="http://www.65hope.com"&gt;www.65hope.com&lt;/a&gt;. Till then, peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2069275396791199693?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2069275396791199693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2069275396791199693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2069275396791199693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2069275396791199693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-with-murtabak.html' title='The one with murtabak...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/SDPSwEEEuII/AAAAAAAABH4/ESmtPorhl8c/s72-c/FamilyAffair_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1760100583640852846</id><published>2008-05-15T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:42:03.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with a dramatic trailer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M0CxxVq0aU&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9M0CxxVq0aU&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a pretty dramatic trailer for my upcoming event, &lt;strong&gt;Family Affair II&lt;/strong&gt;, feeling epic movie. Family Affair II happens this weekend, 17th May (Saturday), 5.30pm, at Chamber (The Arts House) and admission is only $10 with a free mixtape. I did Family Affair last year with Da Fam and XS.1, and I made a promise to The Rebel Scum that I will do Family Affair II for their whole family. Well, if you're still wondering what the show is all about, its a hip-hop gig showcasing collectives and families in both SG and MY. It will be fun, trust me. Come down if you're free. Besides if you can spend $50+ for Gilles Peterson, what's $10 for good local hip-hop music? Show some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arts House has been like a home ground for my events this year, and I'm very thankful for that. Martini is so much easier to liaise with and she being an organize freak, turns me into one too. Protege, last month, was one of the most 'on the dot' event I've ever done. I've already planned for some shows in 2009, but still its really difficult to confirm a lot things due to lack of fund. I hope I dont end up giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last week I was at the Chamber for Peepshow EP launch. *Kudos to them* The event was hosted by me, and I was also a guest performer with King Kong Jane, another amazing band we should all look out for. I love Colin's (lead singer) energy on stage and the band of course is really good. I performed after that with Funkus, and I totally didnt like my set. I played Saturday (check out the song on my myspace or AMP page), a cover, Same Woman Again and Papa's Got A New Wife. I just thought I was a better host than a performer that night. Lately, I've been feeling that. Peepshow of course took over after that and rocked the evening away. Zaki is a great vocalist, SK is crazy and the rest of the band members compliment each other very well. If you like to check out their music and get more information on where you can get their EP, visit &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/peepshowband"&gt;www.myspace.com/peepshowband&lt;/a&gt;. I created a new expression/lingo that night, and until now its stuck in my head. And people have been teasing me with it too. *awkward* Haha! Well, only some will understand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Saturday... Hope to see you there! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1760100583640852846?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1760100583640852846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1760100583640852846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1760100583640852846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1760100583640852846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-with-dramatic-trailer.html' title='The one with a dramatic trailer...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7001627164952415341</id><published>2008-05-09T06:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:32:38.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with one more long post...</title><content type='html'>There have been so many talks about Singapore Hip-hop lately. Well, I shouldnt exaggerate it, there are a few, but two of them really kind of triggered me to write this and share with you what I think about the scene. One was Imran Ajmain, the founder of Beats Society and the other one was Rizal, founder of Resurgence/Divine Aura/Hip-hop Fellowship (wow, that's quite a mouthful eh). In case you dont know, I'm Freaky Z, and I run 65 &amp;amp; Hope with the help of my lovely friends and loyal supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what I think about Hip-hop. To me, its a culture, but most of all to me its MUSIC. From how you speak, to what you wear, to what music you make. I didn't like rappers who talk about blings, sex, money, guns, and when I first started out, I thought to myself, these rappers are destroying the image of hip-hop. I always like the lyrical and poetic bit of hip-hop music. But I grew out from that mindset. The first gangster rapper I listened to was Dr. Dre. I looooove his music, from the bassline to the sound of his West Coast signature. I started to read about hip-hop, from the Bronx to where it is now, and I personally think that Hip-hop itself have grown so much and now I understand what it is all about. Bottom-line is, Hip-hop is &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;. How you want it to sound, what you wanna talk about, what you want to wear and how you portray yourself as a rapper/emcee. Dont let anybody stereotype what Hip-hop music is. Find your sound, write what you want and do your own music. Hip-hop is self expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran posted about why Singapore Hip-hop wont really thrive, last two weeks on his website. I read it and I got frustrated at first, especially when my 65 &amp;amp; Hope was doing something for the scene. But he had some points which are true. Its hurts, but its true. I talked about it during Protege, telling every one in Chamber that as long there are people who come to my shows and support the performers, I will still run 65 &amp;amp; Hope and do events. This is one of the ways I can contribute to the scene. The only thing I hate about his post was how egoistically he does not acknowledge the existence of the rappers/emcee here, who are still doing their part for the scene. Then there are people, who kept asking me what happen to Beats Society, and there are soooooo many rumours about what I said. Now I'm gonna say it here once and for all. I dont know what happen and I dont care. For the past 4 years, BS has helped me, groomed me and gave me opportunities, and I'm really thankful to them for that. Now its just me as an independent artiste and 65 &amp;amp; Hope is my baby for the scene. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks after that, Rizal posted something on his &lt;a href="http://www.hiphopfellowship.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. He wrote an inspiring post about being an independent artiste. But weeks later, after Protege, he started to voice out differently about what I do for the scene. I spoke to him on MSN, and I didnt manage to convinced him to actually get my point and views. I even offered him if he wants to do a monthly show with me, with what he thinks the scene needs. We were cool that time. But last few days, he posted some other article that really pisses me off. So I'm going to make this really clear for him, and I know he's going to read this, because he spends most of him time at home in front of the PC telling people what he thinks the scene needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) 65 &amp;amp; Hope is not Beats Society, and we dont plan to be an authoritive figure for the scene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are many other hip-hop organization in the scene right now. Bedsty, DelStellars, Skratch Entertaiment, and the lists go on. I dont have any intentions to stop any of them and ask them to listen to what I say or do. Though it would be really nice if we could work together. So far Bedsty has helped me in some shows especially getting Leo37 and many families, like Da Fam, especially FeeKeeD, has hustled so much for me. DelStellars is having a show on the same day as my Floetry this month, and I'm glad for them. I have no plans to actually stop them or even not support their show. Like you said, the scene does not need one organization to run it. Good for you, you have three organization. Bottom-line is, you want to work with us, we welcome you with open arms. You dont to work with us, then its ok. We will still do our part for the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) My shows are too long and draggy, and the XS boys are always performing? I never plan for my shows?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the XS boys are my family and I have to admit, at every one of my shows, I have one or two to represent the family. Same goes for the other families. I've had one each from Da Fam, DSC, WDC and this coming Floetry, Sweetwrappers (RVN) is performing. All I asked for if anybody wants to perform is to email me and if they have a song, attach it. Occasionally, I've personally asked people if they want to perform, and let me be honest here, I've never paid any of the artistes, so sometimes there are some rappers who dont want to perform without payment. I respect that, seriously. About planning, yes, I've made some boo-boo at shows and I thank everyone who shared opinions about them. The first show last year June, was long and draggy. Then Family Affair was good, only less crowd. My album release was very good. Then Definition was slightly draggy and then Protege was the best. We ended the show on a high note. You probably dont know, cause you weren't there. And its funny you talk about what my show needs, when you're the one who needs help with your show at Republic Poly last year. Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) People feel like aliens attending to gigs, because we all know each other? We are all superstars and our fans are our friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you have a point about some of the performers not being so humble. I have to admit, I've met and I know many of them. I think you have some personal grudges with some people in the scene. Instead of writing, you should tell them instead. If you want to talk, I can give u a 10 minutes slot at my show, and tell them what they need to improve on. They probably dont know you see. And whats wrong with having friends as our fans? Thats how it all start, bit by bit, friends will tell friends, and there your music will grow. And I've never made anyone feel like an alien on my show. If you know anyone that feels like an alien coming to my show, tell me, I'll convince them that they're human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Protege - same faces, no new talents? Is there any difficulty in spotting for the new kids?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes there is, I dont get to hear any new music from somebody new in the scene. I dont get emails from them wanting to perform. Why should they email me? That's how it works; I email organizers to get shows. Sometimes they will call me, sometimes they dont know. If I want something, I ask, its simple as that. And yes I'm about quality, if they're not good, I wouldn't want to put them on a show and end up people laughing at them. And when I say its not good, it means musically, not in hip-hop term. Protege was&lt;br /&gt;meant for newbies and I did emphasize, anyone can join. My main point is, I want to stop the cycle of performers performing one time and then thats it, go on a hiatus for 1 year or more. I want to keep them moving. After the programme is over, I will make sure they keep moving. I have things lined-up for the 7 Proteges, from videos to EP. I will help these individuals and will give advice to them, as a performer. But its up to them really to listen or not. I will not stop them if they get outside shows, I will not sign them and most of all, I will not stop their creativity. I support good local hip-hop music, no matter what kind of hip-hop. But if they're not good, I will tell them, and its up to them to take it as constructive comment or a diss. Many rappers started out without support and bad music, but we all chose to improve ourselves and work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not aim to be a role model in the scene, I just want to help and of course be recognized for some good that I've done. When people talk about Singapore Hip-hop, I want my name to be the first few they mention. Its been the same goal ever since I started performing. With 65 &amp;amp; Hope, I want to do shows, because personally I think gigs/events are one of the best ways to get your music out to the public. Other than that, I have a home studio available for recording, I can do some beats for rappers and I can help spread the word about your music on my site. That's all the contribution I can give to the scene. I've realised that being an independent artiste is better and music can never be a full-time job to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many rappers keep talking about Nas's album title, Hip-hop Is Dead and keep relating it to the state of hip-hop in the scene. I think you're all stupid. It was just a way of him getting some promo about his album. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hip-hop is not dead, and it will not die. Its just the mind of an emcee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Our hip-hop scene is growing and it will grow bigger. And for as long as I run 65 &amp;amp; Hope, I will contribute to the scene. I dont care what hip-hop music you do, if its good local hip-hop music, you have my full support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for you Rizal, you're more talk than action. You're taking thing too seriously, that it's no longer fun my friend. And I thought you said Hip-hop should be fun? Well, if you like to debate with me more, I can arrange a slot for us both to talk about hip-hop scene in Singapore at one show. Lets speak publicly. Holla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7001627164952415341?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7001627164952415341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7001627164952415341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7001627164952415341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7001627164952415341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-with-one-more-long-post.html' title='The one with one more long post...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7650227137310989310</id><published>2008-02-22T07:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:06:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.65hope.com/images/Floetry/Floetry Feb 400.jpg" WIDTH="400" BORDER="0" ALT="Floetry @ Earshot Cafe"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.65hope.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.65hope.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7650227137310989310?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7650227137310989310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7650227137310989310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7650227137310989310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7650227137310989310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-hope.html' title='The one hope...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-819358884529432000</id><published>2008-01-29T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T01:00:46.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one working office hours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59CGfu-IUI/AAAAAAAABFA/riawDVCs4v4/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59CGfu-IUI/AAAAAAAABFA/riawDVCs4v4/s320/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160916377355034946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SPONGE and girlfriend @ Noise Dinner Party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59DTvu-IVI/AAAAAAAABFI/iUZno4zFr9Y/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59DTvu-IVI/AAAAAAAABFI/iUZno4zFr9Y/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160917704499929426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanessa and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59LAvu-IWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/xuOSC8m9v9g/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59LAvu-IWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/xuOSC8m9v9g/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160926174175437154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mose cutest and 'selambe' girl of my moment now, Farah Yau... Dont mind the one covering her face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59Lofu-IXI/AAAAAAAABFY/20WZCh895mo/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59Lofu-IXI/AAAAAAAABFY/20WZCh895mo/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160926857075237234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I introduced Shino to butter naan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59NJfu-IYI/AAAAAAAABFg/B-6XnNZmVjQ/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59NJfu-IYI/AAAAAAAABFg/B-6XnNZmVjQ/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928523522548098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its the best naan everrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59NQ_u-IZI/AAAAAAAABFo/xtvYR55X1QM/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59NQ_u-IZI/AAAAAAAABFo/xtvYR55X1QM/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928652371566994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister, Sherry, got herself a PSP and Nokia N81 handphone. Jeebies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59Nuvu-IaI/AAAAAAAABFw/PiKBzMAdN_g/s1600-h/DSC05684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59Nuvu-IaI/AAAAAAAABFw/PiKBzMAdN_g/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929163472675234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Farah again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t totally remember what I did the past few weeks, but for sure I know I was busy like mad. January is over &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;!!! Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting some fresh air now at work, since my war with TMS is over. TMS is this thing that handles the man-hour &amp; OT of the whole Restaurant &amp; Cafe department. In short, its madness, but the madness is over. Furthermore, I'm no longer working on the operations of Cafe. I'm handling admin work so that means Saturday &amp; Sunday off. Woo hoo! Plus I don’t have to work on public holidays! YEAYYY! All thanks to my manager Iskandar for giving me the opportunity. I hope I won’t let him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good show last Saturday. I had a small soft re-launch at Earshot and a lot of friends came down. Friends that I thought won’t buy my CD, bought it. Friends that I thought will buy, don’t even bother to look at the CD. Oh well, minus point then. I sold more than the previous CD I had, but I still have a lot more to sell and I hope I have more shows to help me promote my CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae I did 14 songs altogether at the show. I'm in love with some of my songs actually, especially Fymps, Saturday and Aku Masih. Haha! Its like a brand new me. The whole time when I was performing Shereen was paying attention to me and the lyrics, I got scared that she might not like the new songs, but she loved it. The show ended pretty early and then we head Al-Majlis. Oh btw, I will be performing at Al-Majlis soon, will update more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYMPS is out, and if you like to purchase a copy of it, please email me at fazlinasser@gmail.com. Its will be available at Earshot Cafe later this week and hopefully at HMV by end of this month. Please support my album, because I need the money to straighten my teeth. Peace! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-819358884529432000?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/819358884529432000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=819358884529432000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/819358884529432000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/819358884529432000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-working-office-hours.html' title='The one working office hours...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R59CGfu-IUI/AAAAAAAABFA/riawDVCs4v4/s72-c/DSC00209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3733589807298270020</id><published>2008-01-15T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T06:07:20.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the treasure...</title><content type='html'>I am featured on the &lt;a href="http://noisesingapore.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Noise Singapore blog&lt;/a&gt;. I dont know why, but I look really good in the picture. Haha! One of the best photos I've ever taken, thanks to Shino. It was used in so many articles and even on a huge poster last year near Tangs. And everytime someone asked for my photos, I'll email them a few but they would still pick this one out. Hehe! Well, if anyone saw the Berita Harian article about my show last December, you would probably laugh at me. That was an old picture ok, back in 2003 when members of Triple Noize were all thin. Niwae here's the blog about my involvement with Noise Apprenticeship Programme, and do add it to your favourites if you want to know more about Noise Singapore. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://noisesingapore.spaces.live.com/"&gt;http://noisesingapore.spaces.live.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched National Treasure today. I really love the puzzles and I bet some of you know how much I love history. Of course most of them in this movie are fictional, but somehow I do think the US President keeps a journal, maybe not in a book. He could be using Blogger or Multiply. Haha! Diane Kruger looks older, miss the way she looked in Wicker Park. She was hot then. And what is wrong with Nicholas Cage's hair?! Niwae the plot is good, story and puzzles kept me on the edge of my seat and not wanting to go to the toilet but somehow it was a 'dumb dumb' movie. Smart yet boring at times. And to treasure hunt and not get the treasure, not so fun. Still the movie gives that popcorn fun, lots of action and generic sense of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 movie to look forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UblUO0LjPUg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UblUO0LjPUg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the robot adorable?! Waaaaaallllllllllllllllllll E! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3733589807298270020?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3733589807298270020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3733589807298270020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3733589807298270020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3733589807298270020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-with-treasure.html' title='The one with the treasure...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4783701030363603662</id><published>2008-01-14T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:16:20.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one bored...</title><content type='html'>Because I'm bored. Saw it atmb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play.&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5 - Infatuation&lt;br /&gt;(Ahhhh... mine could be love story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Little Mermaid Soundtrack - Part of Your World&lt;br /&gt;(Haha! A good start for a love story I see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;Scarface - Safe&lt;br /&gt;(The groove is there... walking down the hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Warning Sign&lt;br /&gt;(Wow... my movie soundtrack is not so bad after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Mika - Billy Brown&lt;br /&gt;(Hahaha! Wrong tune for a break-up. Could be because the character realises he gay actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's Child - Girl&lt;br /&gt;(Should be the break-up song, but could work at the prom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's OK:&lt;br /&gt;Bjork - Hyper-Ballad&lt;br /&gt;(Nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;Eminem - Kill You&lt;br /&gt;(No, no, hahahaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;Tori Amos - Jamaica Inn&lt;br /&gt;(Ahhhh... thats better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm No Good&lt;br /&gt;(Bad choice for a wedding... haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;B'Quartet - Dry Rain&lt;br /&gt;(Ahhh, the birth of a rock local baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Kanye West - Champion&lt;br /&gt;(If the battle is over and its the end credits, then its ok!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;The Roots - Break You Off&lt;br /&gt;(Haha... Death over love, i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;Massive Attack - I Want You&lt;br /&gt;(I love this song... what a beautiful song for a funeral scene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Tony Yayo - Seduction&lt;br /&gt;(This is where critics start complaining and asking "what the hell? What kind of ending is this?")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4783701030363603662?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4783701030363603662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4783701030363603662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4783701030363603662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4783701030363603662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-bored.html' title='The one bored...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3760832302203070403</id><published>2008-01-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:21:52.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with cross-post...</title><content type='html'>I tried the Multiply cross-post yesterday, because I wanted to blog on Blogger and Multiply at the same time, but Multiply is so not user-friendly. There was this page where I was asked to import my entries from Blogger but I cant uncheck all the entries. I had to do it one by one, and there were like entries since 2004. Then i accidently hit enter and all were transfered. So embarrassing. I'm so sorry to those who receive 700+ junk mails because of me, it was totally unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae i've set up a new multiply account, hehe, well i like the features cause its like everything in one, blog, videos, photos, etc. So here's my new account, &lt;a href="http://fymps.multiply.com"&gt;www.fymps.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;. If you have one, wish to be my friend and receive updates, do add me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Xstatix performed at Home Club, but I finished work too late to catch them. Wanted to stay home and save money, but I ended up meeting the boys there. One thing I hate about the boys is that none of them can decide where to go. Everybody will wait for me to say something. Best part is they will agree, but there will be a few who dont and have their own opinions. But still they will go with the majority who will go with me. I hate it because I dont want everyone to keep following what I say sometimes. And I usually know what I want, thats the frustrating part. Well, we ended up eating McDonalds at 3.30am yesterday. &lt;em&gt;Kental kan!&lt;/em&gt; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a show earlier today at OnePeople.SG for as anti-smoking campaign. Not the usual crowd I would perform for, but I had fun. I sang Fymps with a little remix of Ali Setan's soundtrack and Aku Masih. Me and Raudha talked about it and we concluded that there are shows where the crowd is small, payment is big. Some shows where the crowd is big, no payment. I always believe that my day will come, big crowd and big payment. Someday... Su told me I appeared in Suria's news today for about 2 seconds. Yeay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next show is on the 26th January. More updates soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3760832302203070403?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3760832302203070403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3760832302203070403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3760832302203070403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3760832302203070403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-with-cross-post.html' title='The one with cross-post...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-6342661518082814330</id><published>2008-01-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T03:51:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with soul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evK_Ir8FI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8ncLw1M310Y/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evK_Ir8FI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8ncLw1M310Y/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154280901830242386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evo_Ir8HI/AAAAAAAAAaM/emVj2__uVuI/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evo_Ir8HI/AAAAAAAAAaM/emVj2__uVuI/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281417226317938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evYvIr8GI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8uxmu3QrGCk/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evYvIr8GI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8uxmu3QrGCk/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281138053443682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evxfIr8II/AAAAAAAAAaU/Yp6rRPUcwWA/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evxfIr8II/AAAAAAAAAaU/Yp6rRPUcwWA/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281563255206018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4ev8fIr8JI/AAAAAAAAAac/GpkcYyX8rlk/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4ev8fIr8JI/AAAAAAAAAac/GpkcYyX8rlk/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281752233767058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4ewMfIr8KI/AAAAAAAAAak/5G8MdMo475I/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4ewMfIr8KI/AAAAAAAAAak/5G8MdMo475I/s320/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154282027111674018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to De La Soul's concert yesterday and it was a blast. They were so hyped up and they even recreated some of the beats to make it sound more tight. The energy they had on stage was crazy and I wish someday the local rappers here in SG could do that. De La Soul got love for hiphop. If you're wondering who these guys are, they are Grammy award winning rap group from New York City and they are pioneers of hip hop music since the 1980s. The first time I got to know about them was through Phat B in 2001, and these were the first few songs I heard from them. Maybe they might ring the bell in you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhZEkWHove4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhZEkWHove4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYhFHn5wB3s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYhFHn5wB3s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a show this Sunday, 2pm at OnePeople.SG, located near Braddell MRT. If you're free and around the area, do drop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wants to get a copy of my new album, I'm doing a show at Earshot Cafe, The Arts House this coming &lt;strong&gt;26th January, Saturday 6.00pm sharp&lt;/strong&gt;. My album, &lt;strong&gt;Fymps&lt;/strong&gt;, consist of 20 songs including smash hits (hehe!) like &lt;strong&gt;Same Woman Again, Papa's Got A New Wife, Its Still Hiphop&lt;/strong&gt; and the lastest single &lt;strong&gt;Fymps&lt;/strong&gt;, will be on sale for &lt;strong&gt;$10&lt;/strong&gt; only. If you wanna hear a preview of what's in the album, then come down on the show. Its &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; admission!!! Space is limited, so do come early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who pre-ordered, I have not forgotten about all of you. You will still get the album first. Fymps will be on its way to your house real soon. I sincerely thank you for your understanding and patience. And remember, FYMPS! FYMPS! FYMPS!!! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-6342661518082814330?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/6342661518082814330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=6342661518082814330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6342661518082814330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6342661518082814330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-with-soul.html' title='The one with soul...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4evK_Ir8FI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8ncLw1M310Y/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1411296142746210199</id><published>2008-01-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:02:05.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ones in green...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4UOm_Ir8EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Fd_beCo3S04/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153541411541086274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4UOm_Ir8EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Fd_beCo3S04/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4UOffIr8DI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1TP3vTrD4Xg/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153541282692067378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4UOffIr8DI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1TP3vTrD4Xg/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 98.7fm radio interview with Desiree today. It was more fun then the last time I came there. Maybe because I brought Shino along, because when I said something funny, he would smile or laugh and that would automatically make Desiree do the same too. Now she knows I am funny. Haha! But I seriously admire how all DJs speak English fluently. I keep looking at Desiree's mouth all the time, not because I was thinking of kissing her juicy lips. It was how her tongue and lips synchronized very well when she talking and not forgetting her straight teeth. I know I sound freaky, but seriously, she's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae Desiree wanted an impromptu rap towards the end of the segment, and she gave me 5 words to rhyme with. That was pretty fun actually. The interview will be on air this Friday around 12-2pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to check out this new venue for a new event/series I might come up with this year. The venue was really nice, only the seats are annoying. But the lady whom I liaised with told me that the seat could be taken out. Woo hoo! So if everything goes smoothly, the show might be happening and of course I will be the first few who will try the venue. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cathay to watch 'I Am Legend' later in the evening. Yeah, yeah, I'm a little slow, but hey, I was very busy ok. I seriously love the story and plot. Will Smith is the shizzie my nizzie in this moviezie. I swear I was sleepy when I entered the cinema, but as soon as the screen reads "Three Years Later", I was on my seat squirming and sometimes I even close my ears. Its damn suspenseful k, plus the shock effects are loud. I love the idea of the zombies lurking in the dark only, just like how 'Darkness Fall' worked on the tooth fairy, it worked on this movie too. And the worst part is, the zombies can fight back &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Very good movie, well acted, well paced and definitely in my favourite list. Chey! Chey! Feeling movie reviewer. And ohh, it has an inspiring short story about Bob Marley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1411296142746210199?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1411296142746210199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1411296142746210199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1411296142746210199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1411296142746210199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/ones-in-green.html' title='The ones in green...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4UOm_Ir8EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Fd_beCo3S04/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1728274734374508021</id><published>2008-01-07T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:45:21.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one on Front...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4Gd_vIr7_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WiuiKmBQDys/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152573166998777842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4Gd_vIr7_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WiuiKmBQDys/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my video shoot for &lt;strong&gt;Front&lt;/strong&gt; an hour ago. Feeling blogging on the spot. Haha! Niwae i feel like i'm less nervous now in front of cameras, but why do i still have that broken pipe voice? Haha! The video will probably air on TV 3-4 weeks from now. So if you wanna catch it, come back here for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing through my camera when i found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4Gf1_Ir8CI/AAAAAAAAAZg/OsIqyxFINh0/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4Gf1_Ir8CI/AAAAAAAAAZg/OsIqyxFINh0/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152575198518308898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4GfffIr8BI/AAAAAAAAAZY/NacFaGcvXxw/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4GfffIr8BI/AAAAAAAAAZY/NacFaGcvXxw/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152574811971252242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4GfQvIr8AI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yPJVOUcjcsE/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4GfQvIr8AI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yPJVOUcjcsE/s320/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152574558568181762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute?! Amelia Iman, i wonder how many hearts you're gonna break in future...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1728274734374508021?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1728274734374508021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1728274734374508021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1728274734374508021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1728274734374508021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-on-front.html' title='The one on Front...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R4Gd_vIr7_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WiuiKmBQDys/s72-c/DSC00165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1090406641385221037</id><published>2008-01-01T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:19:22.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one year that went so fast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3u8zvIr7-I/AAAAAAAAAZA/e7A6Se5qB70/s1600-h/fymps207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3u8zvIr7-I/AAAAAAAAAZA/e7A6Se5qB70/s320/fymps207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150918195840544738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good year. Not the best though, but its all good. Musically, this is one of the most tiring, irrtating, busy and 70% productive year. Personally, I got engaged, got my bike license, bought a Gilera and the one thing i'm seriously proud of is, staying at Ikea. 2007, BS broke apart, and XS got united. 2007, I did 3 major events. First was 65 &amp; Hope in June, which was a good start but a little bit draggy. Second was Family Affair in September, which was better but not as many audience as the first one. Release The Fymps was the last one I did, and it was almost perfect. I dont know how many more events will i do this year, but I just want to keep the scene alive. Or should i even bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, &lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt; May you find what you're really looking for in life this year. Peace! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1090406641385221037?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1090406641385221037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1090406641385221037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1090406641385221037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1090406641385221037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-year-that-went-so-fast.html' title='The one year that went so fast...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3u8zvIr7-I/AAAAAAAAAZA/e7A6Se5qB70/s72-c/fymps207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1530905448157657334</id><published>2007-12-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T04:14:08.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one that leaked...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"last night's floetry was inspiringly amazing. your words have made an impact &amp;amp; will allow these kids to do something good in their lives for once. i pray you don't stop what you do because your passion and (fucking funny) sense of humour has kept a lot of us going even till today. thank you for being an inspiration to a lot of malay youths nowadays" -from your biggest fan of 4 years and counting, Ema.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ema wrote this down on MSN and it gave me the motivation to do more shows next year. So, thank you Ema. *big hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floetry was good. I'm not saying this because its my event, but the idea that I had for Floetry was there last night. Still there are things I wish I could stop the acts from doing or things that should be done. But its all good though. There were more audience too by the way. Highlight of the show was when I called up Ekhwan aka Pendekar.xs to freestyle and he just went wild. Everybody paid attention to him as if like he was giving a sermon. I did a song called 'Bass Man' which is in my album and I loved it. Sadly, Floetry will take a break in January, but for sure it will come back with a big bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from last week's event is up. Click on the picture below to view all. If you have a myspace account, its on my myspace too. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freakyz.com/images/Fymps/index.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149855496377462738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3f2SfIr79I/AAAAAAAAAY4/NK6XxI_jVdI/s200/fymps006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my new Malay track at my launch last week. Some people think its weird to hear me singing/rapping in Malay. A lot of people gave me positive comment about the song. Personally, i love the song. Haha! The song by the way is leaked on Imeem.com, but dont worry i'm not mad or anything. It feels good to know that people are eager to hear my stuff and share it with others. But please, if you like the song, support me and buy my album. Thats all i'm asking for. Niwae for those who have not heard the song, &lt;strong&gt;Aku Masih&lt;/strong&gt;, click &lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/EPfdN5/music/ue1133zT/freaky_z_aku_masih"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be performing at Esplanade with Peepshow, 7.00pm and then I'll head down to Woodlands at 8.00pm and I'll be there till the party stops! Happy new year everyone! Fymps! Fymps! Fymps!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1530905448157657334?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1530905448157657334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1530905448157657334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1530905448157657334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1530905448157657334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-that-leaked.html' title='The one that leaked...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3f2SfIr79I/AAAAAAAAAY4/NK6XxI_jVdI/s72-c/fymps006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4729576952834655325</id><published>2007-12-28T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:08:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with more shows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3RfyvIr77I/AAAAAAAAAYo/p2o61XL8_fw/s1600-h/DSC_8867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148845599242317746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3RfyvIr77I/AAAAAAAAAYo/p2o61XL8_fw/s320/DSC_8867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to sort out and resize the 500+ pictures from Release The Fymps show last weekend. I wish I have some people to help me. But anyway while waiting for both the pictures and my CD, here are a few updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3Rk6PIr78I/AAAAAAAAAYw/NyRyQX4ndW8/s1600-h/Floetry+Dec+400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851225649475522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3Rk6PIr78I/AAAAAAAAAYw/NyRyQX4ndW8/s320/Floetry+Dec+400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having 3 upcoming shows, first one would be tomorrow which is &lt;strong&gt;Floetry&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm not performing but its my show and I'm hosting. The show is held at &lt;strong&gt;The Lab, *scape Center&lt;/strong&gt; which is directly behind Youth Park, Somerset. Timing would be &lt;strong&gt;6.30pm - 8.30pm&lt;/strong&gt; and this month it will feature &lt;strong&gt;Rauzan, Psykes, Chaz Ali, Sheerz &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Fatalitee Phlow&lt;/strong&gt;. Admission is only $4, so if you like to see some local hiphop acts and listen to some real local hiphop music, please do come and show some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 31st December, I will be performing at the Esplanade with Peepshow @ 7pm. If you wanna hear my single Fymps 'live', then you better come. Its off the hook! Right after that, I'll be hosting the countdown event at Woodlands. Those who has no curfews, you know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fymps' is not in stores yet, and I dont know why some said they've got it already. Haha! Anyway, for those who pre-ordered and you happen to read this, dont worry k. YOU ARE ALL THE FIRST TO RECEIVE IT!!! Your 'Fymps' will arrive soon and you will receive a small surprise from me since New Year is coming. I'm truly sorry for the delay and I hope none of you will write Owe CD Pay CD on my windows. Till then, always remember 'Fymps! Fymps! Fymps!!'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4729576952834655325?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4729576952834655325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4729576952834655325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4729576952834655325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4729576952834655325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-more-shows.html' title='The one with more shows...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/R3RfyvIr77I/AAAAAAAAAYo/p2o61XL8_fw/s72-c/DSC_8867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3855918196787171297</id><published>2007-12-24T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:27:49.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the skank...</title><content type='html'>Today I had one of the best show in 2007. Despite the little boo-boo with the CDs, the show was a blast. Thank you to all who came down. Love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and hopefully video, will be up soon!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3855918196787171297?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3855918196787171297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3855918196787171297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3855918196787171297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3855918196787171297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-skank.html' title='The one with the skank...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2041864114844290299</id><published>2007-12-18T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:44:29.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one and only, Peepshow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69axGhCPlRg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69axGhCPlRg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a jamming session with Peepshow last night. These guys are very talented and I personally think they are one of the bands you need to look out for next year, besides the one in Noise Singapore of course. They've even added a keyboardist to their band so now their music is super complete. I met them thanks to Patrick, but I cant remember how we hooked up and performed at Home Club. Haha! And this Sunday, at my Fymps album launch, will be our second time performing together. If you havent heard their music, go to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/peepshowband"&gt;www.myspace.com/peepshowband&lt;/a&gt;. Show some love for these guys by coming down to my show this Sunday. See you there! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2041864114844290299?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2041864114844290299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2041864114844290299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2041864114844290299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2041864114844290299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-jamming-session.html' title='The one and only, Peepshow...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3769242416593648952</id><published>2007-12-17T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:33:50.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with his Fymps album launch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.freakyz.com/images/Web_Flyers/releasethefymps400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular rapper wants more than just being a name within the Hiphop scene. Freaky Z releases his first full length album weirdly titled 'Fymps' and asks his listeners to make up whatever they want with the letters F,Y,M,P,S. One idea is "Funny Young Musician Promoting Singapore" while others can simply get vulgar! Fazli Nasser, his real name, can't help it, coming from a family background that's far from typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny man, Freaky Z, channels his frustration of being expelled from school, jumping from job to job, even being diagnosed with cancer to humourous jingles; a whopping 21tracks in his album released on the 23rd December 2007 at the PlayDen, Arts House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album release party will feature his friends such as Peepshow, Xstatix, Rauzan, Public Eyez, Psykes, Sleeq and more, in skits unseen before at other Hiphop events, and of course, his tumour-to-humour antics, energetic nonsensical stand-up comedy-like stance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt; 23rd December 2007, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time:&lt;/b&gt; 3pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue:&lt;/b&gt; Playden, The Arts House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Admission:&lt;/b&gt; $10 inclusive of 1 copy of FreakyZ's 'Fymps'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, fans and local music supporters, please do come to my album launch. Two hours of me, so you know, it wont get boring, trust me. Hehe! But most of all, I want you guys to get hold of my cd. If you havent heard the first single 'Fymps', its on my &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mrfreakyz"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;. On top of that, its also on the Noise compilation CD that &lt;a href="http://www.noisesingapore.com"&gt;Noise Singapore&lt;/a&gt; is giving out for FREE at the NOISE showcase, Level 5, Heeren Shopping Mall. The showcase is until this Thursday 20/12/2007, so better hurry up and get it. My second single 'Do The Walk' is also in it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any enquiries about the tickets or even anything, feel free to email me at fazlinasser@gmail.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3769242416593648952?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3769242416593648952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3769242416593648952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3769242416593648952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3769242416593648952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/12/popular-rapper-wants-more-than-just.html' title='The one with his Fymps album launch...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3996288310452990781</id><published>2007-09-05T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T02:35:57.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one on youth.sg</title><content type='html'>I'm on &lt;a href="http://www.youth.sg/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=3223&amp;Itemid=28"&gt;Youth.sg&lt;/a&gt;. Read it up if you like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a really busy 3 weeks for me. I hope to blog again soon. Till then, take care people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3996288310452990781?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3996288310452990781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3996288310452990781' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3996288310452990781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3996288310452990781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-on-youthsg.html' title='The one on youth.sg'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7909483812574316034</id><published>2007-08-13T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:13:02.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one on 1st September...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9agkZBYXI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9P40MiCY_OE/s1600-h/FAsmall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097892818777629042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9agkZBYXI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9P40MiCY_OE/s400/FAsmall1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*click on it &amp; spread this flyer*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;FreakyZ presents Family Affair, another show brought to you by 65 &amp;amp; Hope, showcasing 'families' that have been around in our local hiphop circuit. The first installment will see Da Fam who are currently working on the release of their anticipated compilation and also XS.1 who recently released their well-received compilation, 'School of X'scape Artiste'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With special performances by Yun aka PD (WDC), Sleeq (BS) and The Rebel Scum (TRS) straight from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, this is definitely an event not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show will be hosted by funnyman FreakyZ himself. So if you love hiphop or even local music then spread the word and show some love for our local talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 1st September 2007&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7.00pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Playden, The Arts House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$8 pre-sale, $10 at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more information, visit the following sites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/65hope&lt;br /&gt;www.rsg-online.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contact point:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65hope@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7909483812574316034?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7909483812574316034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7909483812574316034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7909483812574316034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7909483812574316034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-on-1st-september.html' title='The one on 1st September...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9agkZBYXI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9P40MiCY_OE/s72-c/FAsmall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2968384545882384841</id><published>2007-08-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:06:38.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the wet look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt1S0ZBYLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WQL18CcHMEA/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt1S0ZBYLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WQL18CcHMEA/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096796369461534898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiman and Ali wet looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt1z0ZBYMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ebgdroABUh0/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt1z0ZBYMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ebgdroABUh0/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096796936397217986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiman wet look, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9I9UZBYUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/d3vP0zkb8rg/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9I9UZBYUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/d3vP0zkb8rg/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097873521489568066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hafiz cool wet look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt2tUZBYNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tBnlSaWYaRQ/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt2tUZBYNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tBnlSaWYaRQ/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096797924239696082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rauzan &amp; Izaril cute but wet look, still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt3BkZBYOI/AAAAAAAAAWM/4MOAXVCttSI/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt3BkZBYOI/AAAAAAAAAWM/4MOAXVCttSI/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096798272132047074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brother love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt3hkZBYPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4aKlAcOCn4c/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt3hkZBYPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4aKlAcOCn4c/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096798821887860978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ali doing the planning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt4YkZBYQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DEdW-ktNGwg/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt4YkZBYQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DEdW-ktNGwg/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096799766780666114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ril Kenet doing his 'Green Frog leap'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt42UZBYRI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3AQ6UShCOo8/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt42UZBYRI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3AQ6UShCOo8/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096800277881774354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rau Taufan doing his 'Driller jump'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr86vUZBYSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vrCdNJd8lk4/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr86vUZBYSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vrCdNJd8lk4/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097857887808610594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Al Simmons doing his 'Joyful Rebel jump'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9COUZBYTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZWdt1zw1OqA/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9COUZBYTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZWdt1zw1OqA/s320/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097866116965949746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fiz Verroti doing his 'Tsunami of Death jump'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9LkUZBYVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pr6INLYygtE/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9LkUZBYVI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pr6INLYygtE/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097876390527721810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fazli 'Bedok' Dangerous doing his 'The Real Jordan jump'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9MAEZBYWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/34K7egbv0fo/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rr9MAEZBYWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/34K7egbv0fo/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097876867269091682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from last week's Sentosa day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sales period at Ikea are over, so I dont expect crowd as much as this weekend for the next few weeks. Super crazy, I tell you. And i dont quite understand why people make such a big fuss about paying for plastic bags. Its just 5 cents each, plus its for charity. Jeebies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write a lot of things just now, but suddenly my mind went blank. Noise Singapore is closing. I have three upcoming shows. I have an Autobots sticker on my bike. Woo hoo! Well, simple pleasures of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Affair - 1st September 2007?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2968384545882384841?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2968384545882384841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2968384545882384841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2968384545882384841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2968384545882384841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-wet-look.html' title='The one with the wet look...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rrt1S0ZBYLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WQL18CcHMEA/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4876870947007408471</id><published>2007-08-05T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:07:46.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one pearl-orange...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RrYuPUZBYKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/o-hUKcHwWxw/s1600-h/CIMG3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095310869122867362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RrYuPUZBYKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/o-hUKcHwWxw/s320/CIMG3266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait is over!! After years of practicals, I finally got my ride last Tuesday. I was super excited when I was informed that I could collect it but at the same time worried about the colour of my bike. Haha! Niwae the colour is perfect and the machine works just as fine. I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Poetry Slam last Tuesday and there wasn't much people. Evangeline was not there too, because she's already in New York. Humph! So jealous. By the way, I'm hosting the next poetry slam, so I hope friends will come to support. Dont make me &lt;em&gt;paisey&lt;/em&gt;! hehe.. The theme of the slam is bad poems, so its not that hard to come down and slam either. More updates on it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Sentosa day with the boys. The weather was just nice that day, but now I dont know why i'm having sunburns. I really miss Tioman's clear blue water. Met Sab and Fidah after that, and Fidah's wound are healing real fast. Now she looks like, hmm.... Fidah again! Yeay! Except that one of her front tooth is missing. Still got the dimples though, so no worries. Brought Sab for a ride to Yishun dam, and she was really excited about it. I'll bring you to more places when we have time ok. I'll have to find out how to get to get there too &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went to Esplanade, and BAYBEATS is &lt;em&gt;giler baby&lt;/em&gt; dope!!! &lt;em&gt;Nuff&lt;/em&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt quite like the event at Redbar on Saturday, but its all good because there was food. Couldnt catch Baybeats even for a single bit because the event finished so late. Had the usual half spring chicken and sheesha, chilled with the boys and then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are like moving so fast and there are so many things to do. I dont even have time to finish my Ratchet and Clank game. Niwae, I just hope I can finish everything I'm tasked with. I'm doing one more show in September, its called &lt;strong&gt;Family Affair&lt;/strong&gt; and its on 1st September. More updates will be up soon, and please make yourself free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was myspace/youtube hopping and saw this video. Its beautiful, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPpR0ptfzgw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPpR0ptfzgw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4876870947007408471?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4876870947007408471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4876870947007408471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4876870947007408471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4876870947007408471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-pearl-orange.html' title='The one pearl-orange...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RrYuPUZBYKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/o-hUKcHwWxw/s72-c/CIMG3266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1977894957266783865</id><published>2007-07-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T01:32:14.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the wig...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4XdUZBYBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FWYCkQEOreU/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093034021059911698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4XdUZBYBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FWYCkQEOreU/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are all ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4Xu0ZBYCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qKSkNUJ5gfM/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093034321707622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4Xu0ZBYCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qKSkNUJ5gfM/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Noise launch show last Thursday was sweeeeeet. I just like performing to a new crowd because its just like introducing yourself to a new person. If you're good, they'll love you right away. Still couldnt forget the Localbrand show last 2 years (can't imagine its been that long). There was this lady, Linda Chia, who danced with me when I pulled her up. She was very supportive and hot too btw. Niwae, the food at the Noise reception was so delicious especially the pepperoni pizzas. Saw alot of familiar faces, and Wei Wei looks amazing &lt;em&gt;siaaaa&lt;/em&gt;. The boys were like staring at her. Haha! The show went smoothly, and I've got to say that Inch from Allura has one of the best stage presence among many female performers in Singapore. Local talents is the shizzie my nizzie! If you're interested in joining Noise festival, log on to &lt;a href="http://www.noisesingapore.com/"&gt;http://www.noisesingapore.com/&lt;/a&gt; and submit your work. You may never know who might discover you. We are all ears. Chey chey, feeling tagline. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a beautiful Saturday morning, only to be disappointed that the thing i'm looking forward to was not ready. Later Sab, Esa and I went to Fidah's chalet. Fidah just got into an accident last week and her injuries are pretty bad. But I can see that she's recovering. After that I went to Speakeasy. I was not the host, but every now and then I would come up on stage, crack some jokes and then sit back. Had supper and sheesha after that, and for the first time in my life I took 65M back home. Its actually much faster than NR7. Nothing like Saturday night and a fruitful long ride back home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Zaheed's place after work. He invited me over for a dinner and sheesha session with Ali, Fir, Mahader and Yasser. We watched a movie called 1408 and its one of the best horror movie I've seen. Highly recommended. Later, Zaheed took a wig out, so all of us tried it on and took picture of course. We couldnt stop laughing our heads off. I had so much fun and hopefully the guys would hang out like that again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4X30ZBYDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TDq9dsheT6I/s1600-h/z1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093034476326445106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4X30ZBYDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TDq9dsheT6I/s320/z1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The feeling Nirvana and fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4X9kZBYEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Fjmco6BeHog/s1600-h/z2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093034575110692930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4X9kZBYEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Fjmco6BeHog/s320/z2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The feeling Salem Iklim and fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YFkZBYFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/22MxBckxq4U/s1600-h/z6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093034712549646418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YFkZBYFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/22MxBckxq4U/s320/z6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling Hernan Crespo chilling with guitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YekZBYGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1QBAWr0laO8/s1600-h/z3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093035142046376034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YekZBYGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1QBAWr0laO8/s320/z3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling Johnny Depp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YkEZBYHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vfFB0Z-AIEM/s1600-h/z5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093035236535656562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4YkEZBYHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vfFB0Z-AIEM/s320/z5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch The Simpsons with Sab today, and its damn hilarious. Its how every cartoon should be, senseless and exaggerating. Love it so much! Next movie to watch would be Ratatouille because its Pixar, &lt;em&gt;nuff &lt;/em&gt;said. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a show this Saturday @ Red Bar, near Bugis Junction. Will update more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I get it? Why so long long, why so why so long?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1977894957266783865?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1977894957266783865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1977894957266783865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1977894957266783865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1977894957266783865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-wig.html' title='The one with the wig...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rq4XdUZBYBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FWYCkQEOreU/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-6771767733207034292</id><published>2007-07-25T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T05:06:23.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the hyper-active manager...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZQzkZBX6I/AAAAAAAAATg/_nF_JJ_iPjg/s1600-h/CIMG1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090845275661098914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZQzkZBX6I/AAAAAAAAATg/_nF_JJ_iPjg/s320/CIMG1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven, Iskandar, me, Gary and Johnathan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sales period last weekend and what do you expect? Busy like mad siaaaaaaa. Hehe! Well, not as busy as the opening days, but after a very long time of more relaxing months, the sale is like a wake-up call for me. Kind stress when you're short of staff. Lucky I had Iskandar around to entertain me. He was like super active that weekend, screaming and singing his heart out. I think he finds me funnier after 65 &amp;amp; Hope, because now he really understand my jokes. Best &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZRc0ZBX7I/AAAAAAAAATo/BBm-xXwowFY/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090845984330702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZRc0ZBX7I/AAAAAAAAATo/BBm-xXwowFY/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The simple set-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSAUZBX8I/AAAAAAAAATw/E_fOskGoRFs/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090846594216058818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSAUZBX8I/AAAAAAAAATw/E_fOskGoRFs/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My $10 per 15 mins video cameraman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSKkZBX9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/E3kGmOwddEQ/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090846770309717970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSKkZBX9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/E3kGmOwddEQ/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling hot stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSTEZBX-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Wrlpl-4YFoY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090846916338606050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZSTEZBX-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Wrlpl-4YFoY/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FreakyZ &amp; Peepshow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday my show at Meridien Junior College was super fun. Honestly I was really tired when I was there because I went straight from work. But when I was on stage, as usual FreakyZ takes over and the crowd response were amazing. Its been quite a while since I got a response like that. MJC rocks!!! They made their own smoke machine by the way, which was really cute. Now I'm seriously in the mood of making new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt stick around after that because I had to go to Vandal's album launch @ Redbar. I was kinda pissed that the event was delayed for 4 hours unnecessarily. Then many other people were pissed because they had to pay when it was actually stated that the event is free. But luckily, Vandal was dope as always. Its different when you hear him on the CD and see him live. He's way crazy live on stage and his freestyle skills is unlimited. Mad props to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZTJEZBX_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9gHI7qi0ZIU/s1600-h/DSC03062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090847844051542002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZTJEZBX_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9gHI7qi0ZIU/s320/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vandal from Toronto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a show this Thursday outside Heeren, 6pm. Its the Noise Festival launch featuring SkiVe, Psykes and Allura. So if you're free, please come down and show some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Saturday! Wooo hooo! Suspense &lt;em&gt;kan? Kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-6771767733207034292?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/6771767733207034292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=6771767733207034292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6771767733207034292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6771767733207034292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-hyper-active-manager.html' title='The one with the hyper-active manager...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RqZQzkZBX6I/AAAAAAAAATg/_nF_JJ_iPjg/s72-c/CIMG1133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4888275553788824697</id><published>2007-07-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T02:20:26.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the number 33...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-GhJFqhcI/AAAAAAAAARk/vjyAs3Qyo2w/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934007885432258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-GhJFqhcI/AAAAAAAAARk/vjyAs3Qyo2w/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharing knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-G25FqhdI/AAAAAAAAARs/Xknn27zmRx4/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934381547587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-G25FqhdI/AAAAAAAAARs/Xknn27zmRx4/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The macho and super hot facilitator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-HS5FqheI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ujFPjm8iht8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934862583924194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-HS5FqheI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ujFPjm8iht8/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was super fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-He5FqhfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E_85u0C-koY/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088935068742354418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-He5FqhfI/AAAAAAAAAR8/E_85u0C-koY/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to write like a qoute at the end of the course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-IsJFqhgI/AAAAAAAAASE/mIPYHuLwUeI/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088936395887248898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-IsJFqhgI/AAAAAAAAASE/mIPYHuLwUeI/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's mine... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-OGZFqhhI/AAAAAAAAASM/cN5_CHmDCGs/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088942344416953874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-OGZFqhhI/AAAAAAAAASM/cN5_CHmDCGs/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Certified Teamworker... *check out the fake award smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love trainings at Ikea. Firstly because if I work too much and keep doing the same things, I get kinda bored at work, so once awhile trainings would ease my mind off from work. Secondly, I like meeting new people from different departments. I'm a people's people (chey chey)! Having friends and contacts are very important. Lastly, I never got tired of learning new things. And I realise, no matter how old or experienced someone can be, everyday we can always learn something new. Amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training was about Teamworking and we had to play a lot of team games and puzzles. Ok, I know I'm 23 already, but the games are super fun k. Haha! I was categorized as an 'Influential' leader and my colleagues called me Kumar Junior. Wth? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared one of the game with the XS boys, and they were damn lazy. Puuuuuiiit! Teamwork sucks! Haha! We went to Sentosa last Saturday at 2am in the morning. I have no idea who came up with that, but impulse trip are always fun. Especially the part when I moon-ed at the other car. Naufal couldnt stop laughing and then he said, "I wonder how your ass looks like Li..." Haha! More like &lt;em&gt;jemput jemput pisang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae my show at Tampines Secondary was aiteee. The crowd was a little &lt;em&gt;mendak&lt;/em&gt;, but Mrs Anne Chan is still gorgeous as always. The moment she saw me, she smiled and said, "You look exactly like 7 years ago". Haha! I have a video recording of the show. Once edited (insyallah), I'll upload it up YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a beautiful day this morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QFZFqhiI/AAAAAAAAASU/dY9NjZumoCs/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088944526260340258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QFZFqhiI/AAAAAAAAASU/dY9NjZumoCs/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hate my camera, love them clouds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QNpFqhjI/AAAAAAAAASc/ccArgMA4WK8/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088944667994261042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QNpFqhjI/AAAAAAAAASc/ccArgMA4WK8/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-Qa5FqhkI/AAAAAAAAASk/uK80bwj8M7c/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088944895627527746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-Qa5FqhkI/AAAAAAAAASk/uK80bwj8M7c/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It rained during my TP, and I hated it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QnpFqhlI/AAAAAAAAASs/wsqiyJBsM7M/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088945114670859858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QnpFqhlI/AAAAAAAAASs/wsqiyJBsM7M/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QvZFqhmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uuw64VzkmIQ/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088945247814846050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-QvZFqhmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uuw64VzkmIQ/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I want to share something. I dont really want to believe in this, but 33 has been my lucky number since I came back from Korea last year. Like everytime I said something and then when I see 33, it usually comes true. Coincidence maybe, but its kinda cool sometimes. Like today, when I was taking my TP tag, I took the wrong tag because I didnt know we were issued with a tag number. I was sitting down, wearing my knee guard and then I asked myself, "Can i pass?". Right after that, someone told me that I took his tag. So I stood up and checked my number, and it was tag number 33. I felt relieved after that, I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it began to rain heavily, and I got nervous again. To make matters worse, there were a lot of immediate failures before me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-R05FqhnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Lj9NDtjQRxQ/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088946441815754354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-R05FqhnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Lj9NDtjQRxQ/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;National Junior College...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-SrJFqhoI/AAAAAAAAATE/EuM4vCnwlk4/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088947373823657602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-SrJFqhoI/AAAAAAAAATE/EuM4vCnwlk4/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris Mooney in action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-S2ZFqhpI/AAAAAAAAATM/R2doQsKb2KE/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088947567097185938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-S2ZFqhpI/AAAAAAAAATM/R2doQsKb2KE/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evangeline and a tamil looking guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my TP, I headed down to National Junior College for a Poetry Slam Workshop organized by Word Forward. They invited me to perform and so I did my 'thang' like how i normally do. Everything went smooth and Savinder, Chris's wife, is such a nice lady. Reminds me of my grandma, Nani. Met a new partner, Evangeline (nice name and cute too), and she was good with her poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sab after that and we had dinner at this place, (what is it called eh dear?) where they sell Nasi Lemak, but 6 different types. Weird. Niwae the Chee Chong Fun there was dope. Miss those Geylang ones, when Nani use to buy them for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a super long tiring day, but its was all worthwhile... &lt;em&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a show tomorrow at Meridien Junior College. Wish me luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I passed my TP! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Can u feel it? Can u feel it huh?? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I have exorcise the demon!!! HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; Today's date: 19/07/07 ---- 19+7+7= &lt;strong&gt;33&lt;/strong&gt;. I told you, didnt I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4888275553788824697?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4888275553788824697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4888275553788824697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4888275553788824697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4888275553788824697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-number-33.html' title='The one with the number 33...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rp-GhJFqhcI/AAAAAAAAARk/vjyAs3Qyo2w/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1859139226539828322</id><published>2007-07-10T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T05:33:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one going back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPv4ar8X6I/AAAAAAAAARM/IOuK7vQVRIk/s1600-h/meperfsec4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085672156746768290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPv4ar8X6I/AAAAAAAAARM/IOuK7vQVRIk/s320/meperfsec4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPy06r8X8I/AAAAAAAAARc/_aiDsW6DMp8/s1600-h/meperfsec6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085675395152109506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPy06r8X8I/AAAAAAAAARc/_aiDsW6DMp8/s320/meperfsec6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPxnqr8X7I/AAAAAAAAARU/Hl3RxtwGnmc/s1600-h/meperfsec2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085674068007215026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPxnqr8X7I/AAAAAAAAARU/Hl3RxtwGnmc/s320/meperfsec2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvu6r8X5I/AAAAAAAAARE/aPn4jlzAct0/s1600-h/mesecfaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085671993538011026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvu6r8X5I/AAAAAAAAARE/aPn4jlzAct0/s320/mesecfaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvmKr8X4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u4zzjI60FgY/s1600-h/mendp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085671843214155650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvmKr8X4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u4zzjI60FgY/s320/mendp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvYqr8X3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NzdBuBpZ1Xw/s1600-h/meclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085671611285921650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPvYqr8X3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NzdBuBpZ1Xw/s320/meclass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh... Those were the days. I think the best school days are my secondary school days. Growing up for 4 years from shorts to long pants sure has a lot of memories. I remember trying to perform at every possible concert I could. Even deepavali and chinese new year k. And I use to have that squeaky voice when I sang during Sec 1 talentime. Haha! My group didnt win anyway, but we sure had fun. So many sec school memories are in my head right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be visiting my secondary school tomorrow for a 'sibuk-sibuk' performance for their youth festival. I cant wait to see the old faces and places. I'll post up pictures and videos soon. Wish me luck!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1859139226539828322?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1859139226539828322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1859139226539828322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1859139226539828322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1859139226539828322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-going-back-to-school.html' title='The one going back to school...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RpPv4ar8X6I/AAAAAAAAARM/IOuK7vQVRIk/s72-c/meperfsec4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-8310145973120644945</id><published>2007-07-04T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T04:13:08.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one in between us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Roqe96r8X0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/GVwDpWcsyXw/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083049916003802946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Roqe96r8X0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/GVwDpWcsyXw/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marked our 6th year anniversary, plus minus a few hiccups *ehem ehem*. So Happy 6th Year Anniversary dear!! Went to Sentosa a few days ago, no not for the beach, just wanted to ride the cable car which I've not done with Sab yet. &lt;em&gt;Kental kan...&lt;/em&gt; Then we played the Luge &amp; Skyride at Sentosa, which was bloody fun. Well, there was nothing much that we could do at Sentosa unless we were there for the beach. So after trying everything that we possibly could, which includes trespassing, we headed back to Vivo, then to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RoqiKqr8X1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/07RyRTdC-ow/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083053433582018386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RoqiKqr8X1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/07RyRTdC-ow/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a haircut btw, and now i look like a 17 year old boy again. The picture is before haircut btw. This is my second time having my hair cut at a hair salon. &lt;em&gt;Kental kan...&lt;/em&gt; Love the part when they washed and massaged my hair. I had a power nap during that. Speaking of massage, guess what I did?! I went for a leg, body and hand massage! Haha! Its was the most ticklish and painful 30 minutes of my life. But it was super worth it, now my legs are so light, I can do the Van Damme kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RoqiTKr8X2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/VdCsK_rksSs/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083053579610906466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RoqiTKr8X2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/VdCsK_rksSs/s400/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghhh, i hate my camera phone. Need a new digital camera. *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transformers last week, and eventhough I was not into the cartoon series when I was young, I must say.. THE MOVIE IS FUCKING AWESOME!!! If I was beside Ebert and Roeper, I would put two more thumbs up. And I never thought fighter robots could be so cute until I saw Bumblebee. &lt;em&gt;Alalalalala... Asal sayang? Sape marah dia??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was not a very good week, because so many people had problems with each other and I have no idea why was I affected. Sometimes its the people in between us that makes it worst. I've had enough of all this badmouth, time to not care about people who are really selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I know you moved and you wish i read the post right. So I'm an asshole now huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a show next Wednesday at Tampines Secondary School, yes yes, my ex-secondary school. Mrs Anne Chan, my ex-squeeze (hehehe) wants me to come back for a youth festival. Best &lt;em&gt;kan!&lt;/em&gt; Looking forward to that! Shit, gotta find my yearbook first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-8310145973120644945?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/8310145973120644945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=8310145973120644945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8310145973120644945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8310145973120644945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-in-between-us.html' title='The one in between us...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Roqe96r8X0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/GVwDpWcsyXw/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-6956636540854170673</id><published>2007-06-27T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T14:10:21.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with a video on AMP TV...</title><content type='html'>I hate to complain, but I have so many work to do. 65 &amp; Hope just ended and I never thought doing an event could be damn tiring. Still feeling the tiredness until today, but the excitement is still here too. I couldnt stop talking to Iskandar, my IKEA manager, about doing more events and we would google venues and then he would say he'll pay for it full, just swipe his card. Haha! Like real only. Niwae the event went real smooth, thanks to help of many friends. Thank you so much to all who came and supported. I love you many many! Next 65 &amp;amp; Hope will be in December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XS.1 compilation is out. If you're interested in getting yourself one, email me at fazlinasser@gmail.com. Hopefully soon, it will be at some stores. If you're a true hiphop listener, you wont be disappointed, trust me. &lt;a href="http://www.rsg-online.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Resurgence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; website gave 5 out 5 stars for this compilation... Well done! Dont believe me, see &lt;a href="http://rsg-online.com/blog/?p=172"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashObj" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://amp.channelv.com:80/amp/amp_moviePlayer_single.swf" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="accessLog=http://amp.channelv.com:80/amp/videoAccessLog.xml&amp;embed=true&amp;amp;baseUrl=http://amp.channelv.com:80&amp;videoUrl=http://amp.channelv.com:80/amp/artistVideo.html&amp;amp;swfUrl=http://amp.channelv.com:80/amp/amp_moviePlayer_single.swf&amp;flvUrl=http://amp.channelv.com:80/amp/resources/_user/5696/RocFmwJsPRBqJogsaJqy.flv&amp;amp;artistId=5696&amp;amp;videoId=4028d8b71327e02301134c916b3a001a" seamlesstabbing="false" swliveconnect="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on AMP TV. Check it out... Oh, and visit me too @ &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.amp.channelv.com/freakyz"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;www.amp.channelv.com/freakyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and hopefully my songs would be on the charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i got time, I'll blog k... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-6956636540854170673?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/6956636540854170673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=6956636540854170673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6956636540854170673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6956636540854170673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-with-video-on-amp-tv.html' title='The one with a video on AMP TV...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7534023456052377292</id><published>2007-06-05T06:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T06:47:04.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RmSWA5BdwjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Z6pTri0nUlI/s1600-h/65%26Hope+Flyer+Ad.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072344022377153074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RmSWA5BdwjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Z6pTri0nUlI/s400/65%26Hope+Flyer+Ad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a show coming up next two weeks, so people of love, please come and support! Check out for updates at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mrfreakyz"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;www.myspace.com/mrfreakyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7534023456052377292?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7534023456052377292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7534023456052377292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7534023456052377292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7534023456052377292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-with-show.html' title='The one with the show...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RmSWA5BdwjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Z6pTri0nUlI/s72-c/65%26Hope+Flyer+Ad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-8307019216742707006</id><published>2007-05-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T02:43:06.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the double 'e'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065219713339889426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktGfhruFxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6BRqYVIbU6E/s320/2p3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Engagement 05052007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065219365447538434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktGLRruFwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4OTIUSDxR5A/s320/df6dscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My gifts all ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065220082707076898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktG1BruFyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZCqm_D5r8C4/s320/d9fbscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065220430599427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktHJRruFzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3cNhf1fqhdU/s320/freakyz+engagemt+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and one of the coolest aunt, Mami Jan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065220735542105922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktHbBruF0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Z3BEHxd17H4/s320/mine01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cousins and aunties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065221293887854418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktH7hruF1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/wv7tYlP1Neg/s320/4527scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Main man, Pak Besar, doing the doa selamat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065221452801644386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktIExruF2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/etYEwuFd78U/s320/c22cscd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bring out the shizzie my nizzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065221787809093490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktIYRruF3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/q_uI_SsRO3E/s320/d930scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The magic school bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065191040138221042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RkssahruFfI/AAAAAAAAANE/0-Iy-FbXNTM/s320/2c1escd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Main man in action at Sab's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065213339608421938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktAshruFjI/AAAAAAAAANk/x-2tS5mrBxM/s320/2i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Main man showing off the ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065204229982787074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rks4aRruFgI/AAAAAAAAANM/BvcAx_6lp0g/s320/7da9scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gifts to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065190468907570642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rksr5RruFdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xUKeh7xuyBo/s320/568escd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;TADAAAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065213747630315074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktBERruFkI/AAAAAAAAANs/7XB1F7c5-Oo/s320/2l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Main lady, Mak Besar in action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065213970968614482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktBRRruFlI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vx5b-YQ7q8w/s320/2m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The ring pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065214258731423330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktBiBruFmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hCIkcglfV34/s320/2n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Slide in the ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065214490659657330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktBvhruFnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PbJGaP4a7WY/s320/2p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gifts from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065209276569359890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rks9ABruFhI/AAAAAAAAANU/J_ro2DfK-k8/s320/2o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mixtures of my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065212867162019362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktARBruFiI/AAAAAAAAANc/HvISvghjpKQ/s320/thegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065215160674555538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktCWhruFpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Q9R36em6Fy8/s320/2q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls with the silly japanese pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065214821372139138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktCCxruFoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ET708M3C2RI/s320/2s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls with this handsome bangla under the void deck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065218489274210034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktFYRruFvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fPQngj7A6Gk/s320/freakyz+engagemt+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And yes, I have a ring too... Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065216840006768306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktD4RruFrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XteD9FJCHfw/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Ikea engagement cake, and NO its not from Ikea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065217845029115602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktEyxruFtI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FyI8DsZJSm8/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shared with friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065218244461074146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktFKBruFuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XrdqwrYJL6U/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and I finished the rest... Hehe! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My engagement on 5th May, went smoothly and it was more than what I expected it to be. So thank you to families &amp; friends who came and made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who didnt come, stop saying that I didnt invite you. It was suppose to be a family only event, but I did spread the news about my engagement. I am a very nice guy. So if you miss this, dont make a big fuss, wait for the wedding next year. You're ALL invited.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, I got a PSP from Sab... Yeay! Rappers with PSP is the in-thing now. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday I have my motorbike practical 8 which was on hold for so long. I want to finish it and get a bike. Hopefully real soon. Wish me luck!! Blog more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065216118452262562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktDORruFqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vsesQu7FGwk/s400/sabsab+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My fiancee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; Yes dear, its spelled with a double 'e'... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-8307019216742707006?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/8307019216742707006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=8307019216742707006' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8307019216742707006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8307019216742707006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-double-e.html' title='The one with the double &apos;e&apos;...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RktGfhruFxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6BRqYVIbU6E/s72-c/2p3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2194796035574384308</id><published>2007-05-04T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T03:21:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one dope movie...</title><content type='html'>Watched Spiderman 3 today and the movie is as I expected it, AWESOME! I think there's no superhero in this time that could beat Spidey. He's got heart. I love Superman Returns and Superman himself, but the special effects in this third instalment is super dope. I especially love the part when he fought with Venom. POWER &lt;em&gt;kedemak! &lt;/em&gt;I'm not going to be spoiler, so for those who havent watch it, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rjozg6YwxwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/n6iXp6YLE88/s1600-h/lily_allen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060413771826120450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rjozg6YwxwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/n6iXp6YLE88/s320/lily_allen3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rau have been chilling like everyday together now. And we're both in love with the same woman. &lt;strong&gt;LILY ALLEN!&lt;/strong&gt; Every girl we see wearing a dress, we would call them Lily. Haha! I dont know why people label most local malay girls who dress too nice as &lt;em&gt;minah,&lt;/em&gt; but when someone from overseas or artiste especially, you would say she's stylish and hot. Please give some credit to our local girls &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Some &lt;em&gt;minahs&lt;/em&gt; are hot, its only how they talk that needs a little improvement on. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than two more days to go, and I'm really excited but at the same time, I'm nervous. Ahhhhhhh! Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2194796035574384308?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2194796035574384308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2194796035574384308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2194796035574384308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2194796035574384308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-dope-movie.html' title='The one dope movie...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rjozg6YwxwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/n6iXp6YLE88/s72-c/lily_allen3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-8897954303878575253</id><published>2007-05-01T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T05:08:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the wedding...</title><content type='html'>Last week was one of the busiest week I've ever had. It was like everyday after work, I had something to do. I was a little unwell for the past few days, maybe because lack of sleep, but I couldn't help it. Rauzan influenced me to a new PS2 game; American Football. I've always wanted to know how the game is being played and I want to be a quarter-back after watching Keanu Reeves in The Replacements. Now I can... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae Thursday, I went to Double O to watch Akeem, Rau and Sleeq perform. This time there was no fight, but potential trouble makers are around. Lesson learnt, if I ever were to perform at Double O on thursday night, I would make sure I have some raggaeton remixes. Hehe! I also found out that Yama is kinda &lt;em&gt;kental&lt;/em&gt; but fun to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058919346545411810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTkV6YwxuI/AAAAAAAAAMc/skeC3Pq55pw/s320/CIMG3828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nurul &amp; Sufyan came too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058918861214107346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTj5qYwxtI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7kr7HnFECz8/s320/CIMG3835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;St James, Power Station&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I was really not feeling well at work, so i went home early. Later in the evening, met Sab for awhile and then headed to St James Power Station to watch a show. It was my first time there, and for a moment I was alone until I met the others inside. The place is huge man. I remember telling someone a long long time ago that wouldn't it be great to perform in a place like that. Now the place has turn into clubs. I had fun watching the show, but then the music started to get a little repetitive, so i left to meet Rau &amp; Ali for a late night chill-out sheesha session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my cousin, Farhan's wedding. I was excited just looking at him. Here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058918629285873346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTjsKYwxsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wSFLNS1Q-tA/s320/CIMG3839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Getting ready with the boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058918221263980210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTjUaYwxrI/AAAAAAAAAME/ft_UxXj7RtU/s320/CIMG3846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All set and ready to visit the girl's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058917800357185186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTi76YwxqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nfz19Mrc8ZE/s320/CIMG3848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hero hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058917430989997714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTimaYwxpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zn2rj83Qskw/s320/CIMG3849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Nani is still kicking strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058917272076207746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTidKYwxoI/AAAAAAAAALs/C7wBg5O1p5M/s320/CIMG3850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;kecoh&lt;/em&gt; clan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058917061622810226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTiQ6YwxnI/AAAAAAAAALk/DqZ9nOe77BI/s320/CIMG3852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last minute touch-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058916606356276834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTh2aYwxmI/AAAAAAAAALc/9uQMb5KpR4w/s320/CIMG3869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058916340068304466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjThm6YwxlI/AAAAAAAAALU/EDR95DQ9Dy0/s320/CIMG3881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sign Leha, &lt;em&gt;cepat cepat&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058915622808766018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTg9KYwxkI/AAAAAAAAALM/kVJ0MD4TxyU/s320/CIMG3883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058915103117723186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTge6YwxjI/AAAAAAAAALE/upt0SA2klcI/s320/CIMG3894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Farhan's always cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058914626376353314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTgDKYwxiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/C8e4YWyCg-4/s320/CIMG3902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yeay! Got the certificate... Well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058914312843740690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTfw6YwxhI/AAAAAAAAAK0/058VN24FdoQ/s320/CIMG3929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The circle is complete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058914145340016130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTfnKYwxgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/eX_HiCplosg/s320/CIMG3930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The crying crying part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058913608469104114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTfH6YwxfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Qqb5HsElJfg/s320/CIMG3933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1/5 of my father's side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058913037238453730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTemqYwxeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fbEIfqiSGmU/s320/CIMG3920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Congratulations, &lt;strong&gt;Farhan &amp; Saleha&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this were the younger days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjZV56YwxvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mRH9aCGqjO8/s320/mebdae2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059325684811351794" /&gt;Always trying to be the center of attraction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very close during those years, cause I would always sleepover when I visited my dad during the weekend. Now all of them are married. Hope we will still remain close always. I had a lot of crazy emotions during the wedding, especially when Sab's parent came. Everybody asked about her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labour Day to everyone who have a job. To those who dont, get two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-8897954303878575253?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/8897954303878575253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=8897954303878575253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8897954303878575253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8897954303878575253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-wedding.html' title='The one with the wedding...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RjTkV6YwxuI/AAAAAAAAAMc/skeC3Pq55pw/s72-c/CIMG3828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7976413744394957463</id><published>2007-04-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:36:48.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who lost his contacts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ri4lq_1uWPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/y3ZysuUe83k/s1600-h/CIMG3789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057020852205148402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ri4lq_1uWPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/y3ZysuUe83k/s320/CIMG3789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all that matters, my phone dropped today and the screen went totally blank. I wasn't able to make a back up for the contacts cause the screen went blank. Jeez! Anyway, if you happen to read this, please SMS me your number or email me at fazlinasser@gmail.com. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7976413744394957463?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7976413744394957463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7976413744394957463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7976413744394957463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7976413744394957463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-who-lost-his-contacts.html' title='The one who lost his contacts...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ri4lq_1uWPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/y3ZysuUe83k/s72-c/CIMG3789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-1045881036580386283</id><published>2007-04-22T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:54:29.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with a productive weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056292421456779490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RiuPKv1uWOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fII1-zmvy0o/s320/DSC08217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how it felt like turning 18, but I do remember being all excited about it. Then I remembered turning 21 at Tioman, which was one of the coolest birthday I've ever had. Me, Lan and Ali even made a pact to watch an RA movie at Chinatown when we're all 21, but we just didnt have the time to. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ali on Friday for a sheesha after so many weeks of not meeting each other. He's riding a Vespa now, and its so freaking cool. Anyway, we went PumpRoom after sheesha cos I told Ali about the amazing band that was playing there. We were stopped by the bouncer and he said only 25 and above can enter. Which was bullshit, cos I went in before. Luckily, i bumped into an old friend from school who's working there, and he told me about a secret passage to enter. Haha! That was freaking fun sneaking in, and the music was really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Rau after that just to chill and do some research on wikipedia. Wikipedia is such an awesome website, even though some of the things could be misleading, especially religion cases, so beware. Niwae we read about Dubai, and found out that they are creating the largest theme park in the world. And its freaking huge. Its bigger than DisneyWorld &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. So how? Disneyworld still? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XS boy came over to record some tracks which will be in the XS compilation. I've had one of the most productive day. So thank you to those who helped. Rauzan turns 18 today, YEAY! &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Rau!&lt;/strong&gt; We'll go to Kumar night soon. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-1045881036580386283?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/1045881036580386283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=1045881036580386283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1045881036580386283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/1045881036580386283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-productive-weekend.html' title='The one with a productive weekend...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RiuPKv1uWOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fII1-zmvy0o/s72-c/DSC08217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-6387608445803738775</id><published>2007-04-20T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T03:55:22.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055226749876328642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RifF8f1uWMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CwYZ86tnB28/s320/polar+express.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Polar Express for the first time today. I remembered when I was working at Video Ezy, a lot of people asked me when was the dvd coming out. At that time the movie was the only movie that did come out on dvd, because it was not a major success in the box office. Today it was on HBO and I totally love the movie. I mean Santa is not real, he's just a myth, but his legacy still lives. The movie is about this boy who dont believe in Santa, just like how modern day parents would want their child to believe. Then a train stopped right infront of his house, and brought him to the North Pole. Of course he experienced a lot of adventures, met some new friends and got into some trouble. But the best part was, he got to witness the process of Santa's gift giving flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound like a kid saying this, but the movie was magical. The animation was beautiful. In the last scene, the boy (his name was Hero Boy btw) received a present and when he opened it, there was a silver bell and a message from Santa. The boy and his sister, Sarah, could hear the bell ringing, but his parents could not. And as the movie ends, the narrator said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loooove fantasy movies. Malay film should have more fantasy kinda stuff, like Big Fish or even Darkness Fall, since most of us are polluted with scary stories. If I was rich I would make the scariest malay horror movie ever. &lt;em&gt;Kau tengok aje Jah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Wild Hogs today, and it was ok ok lah. Probably the movie is going to be a box office hit and money maker only. But there was Marisa Tomei, and she is oh so hot! Something about her face, just turns me on. &lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055229412756052178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RifIXf1uWNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/i78MD4BQ3PE/s320/tomei.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right? Right? Hehehe! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-6387608445803738775?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/6387608445803738775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=6387608445803738775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6387608445803738775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/6387608445803738775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-santa.html' title='The one with Santa...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RifF8f1uWMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CwYZ86tnB28/s72-c/polar+express.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7492695836765113397</id><published>2007-04-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:30:42.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with random facts...</title><content type='html'>33 random facts about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i keep thinking i'm arab, but i'm pakistani.&lt;br /&gt;2. my favourite number is 33.&lt;br /&gt;3. my first performance was when i was 5, i sang 'Dayung Sampan'.&lt;br /&gt;4. a lot of makciks &amp;amp; nyonyas would say i'm handsome, but girls would just say i'm cute.&lt;br /&gt;5. i cant live without music.&lt;br /&gt;6. i hate lizards.&lt;br /&gt;7. i think Singapore is a perfectly fine country. stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;8. i am a supervisor @ Ikea Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;9. i was a prefect in secondary school, and i lasted for 1 month only.&lt;br /&gt;10. i like being in my room, watching dvd, playing games and making music.&lt;br /&gt;11. i love history.&lt;br /&gt;12. i have an alter ego, FreakyZ, and i dont like him.&lt;br /&gt;13. i was fat, now i'm so skinny that if i get any skinnier, i wouldnt exist.&lt;br /&gt;14. 80% of my friends thinks that i'm funny, 20% thinks i'm irritating.&lt;br /&gt;15. i have a tumour.&lt;br /&gt;16. i keep telling everyone i was in commando during NS, but i'm actually exempted.&lt;br /&gt;17. i love taking and looking at photos.&lt;br /&gt;18. i'm addicted to sheesha.&lt;br /&gt;19. my grandpa wanted to name me Akhbar Illawadi.&lt;br /&gt;20. i cant stop talking when i'm with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;21. when i'm quiet, it means i'm in deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;22. my brain is always thinking of loony things.&lt;br /&gt;23. i stole $50 from my grandma when i was 8, to buy wrestling toys.&lt;br /&gt;24. i am a bass man, both music and women.&lt;br /&gt;25. i can do a T-Rex move.&lt;br /&gt;26. i have no fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;27. i have a thing for fair girls with nerdy specs.&lt;br /&gt;28. i love white and blue.&lt;br /&gt;29. i am damn flirty.&lt;br /&gt;30. i need a sofa-bed.&lt;br /&gt;31. i like everything simple and honest.&lt;br /&gt;32. i want to go Disneyworld with the people that matters the most in my life.&lt;br /&gt;33. i love my girlfriend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7492695836765113397?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7492695836765113397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7492695836765113397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7492695836765113397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7492695836765113397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-random-facts.html' title='The one with random facts...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3148839521286303292</id><published>2007-04-16T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T05:15:55.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with Gandhi...</title><content type='html'>I slept like an Snorlax last night, so tired from the night before because the XS boys came over and I didnt sleep at all. All of us just hang out and chill while Bless was working on the flyer for upcoming event in June. Yeay! So one done, and more to go. I have a feeling the event is going to be great. Feeling &lt;em&gt;aje&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;Insyallah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day at work on Sunday, I was trying to open up my eyes. By the time 11am came, I was looking for a place to sleep. Haha! So I kept my eyes open by reading wikipedia. I spend 2 hours reading about Mahatma Gandhi. Dont ask me why, but I just love history. You know in wikipedia they have links to every single that could be linked, and its freaking amazing. Now I know my origins better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RiPmSDlcOnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ujBiZM8hwdc/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054136404714207858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RiPmSDlcOnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ujBiZM8hwdc/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my Spawn toys from my cousin. Woo hoo! So now its time to collect them back. If anyone reading this has Spawn collectibles to sell, please email me. Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3148839521286303292?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3148839521286303292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3148839521286303292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3148839521286303292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3148839521286303292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-gandhi.html' title='The one with Gandhi...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RiPmSDlcOnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ujBiZM8hwdc/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-8398680730760020186</id><published>2007-04-14T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T04:42:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one freestyling...</title><content type='html'>Today me and the hiphopheads from both XS and BS went to watch a short film / documentary about hiphop freestyling. It was freaking awesome. It was inspiring and the message that it delivered was exactly what I think about music. Music has to be completely unpredictable. Its the artiste himself that defines his style. Most importantly, no matter how angry, sad or happy you are, keep it positive and write rhymes with you heart. You will be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole movie I was thinking to myself, would a normal person understand the movie if they watched it? Would they understand what those african american were talking about? Would they understand hiphop? I do, and the movie changed my perception of music and the hiphop scene in Singapore. Thank you Imran and Anisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am, I never forget about you. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rh_qojlcOmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OJI1X0NLHzA/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053015289400932962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rh_qojlcOmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OJI1X0NLHzA/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-8398680730760020186?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/8398680730760020186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=8398680730760020186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8398680730760020186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/8398680730760020186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-freestyling.html' title='The one freestyling...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rh_qojlcOmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OJI1X0NLHzA/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-9206397608168775932</id><published>2007-04-10T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:31:52.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one missed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhJjGdmW6xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bxIfMrQphpg/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049207094911626002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhJjGdmW6xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bxIfMrQphpg/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zul in hospital with dengue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhJkGdmW6yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UXV8mU8sPYQ/s1600-h/CIMG3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049208194423253794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhJkGdmW6yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UXV8mU8sPYQ/s320/CIMG3557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old tricks still work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM9mhYq9iI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBdGvjg5jKs/s1600-h/CIMG3569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049447339218630178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM9mhYq9iI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBdGvjg5jKs/s320/CIMG3569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheesha session with colleagues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM-lBYq9jI/AAAAAAAAAII/jxVic_3QIvc/s1600-h/CIMG3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049448412960454194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM-lBYq9jI/AAAAAAAAAII/jxVic_3QIvc/s320/CIMG3571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ali, Lan and gang... Thats QTB the female rapper btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM-xxYq9kI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TAOYOwhilew/s1600-h/CIMG3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049448632003786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhM-xxYq9kI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TAOYOwhilew/s320/CIMG3732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ikea Dinner &amp; Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNFpRYq9lI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9XLr4BNvv1c/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049456182556292690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNFpRYq9lI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9XLr4BNvv1c/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fooling around at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNHThYq9mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_nLtKTZluPc/s1600-h/DSC_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049458007917393506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNHThYq9mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_nLtKTZluPc/s320/DSC_1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XS.1 always posing for pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNIVhYq9nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c4C2gnuXZBE/s1600-h/Regiment+rejuvenates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049459141788759666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNIVhYq9nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c4C2gnuXZBE/s320/Regiment+rejuvenates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNJnxYq9oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/B7-yHBNe7Lk/s1600-h/DSC_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049460554833000066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNJnxYq9oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/B7-yHBNe7Lk/s320/DSC_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at Speakeasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNOOxYq9pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/l8V5_MIyMrc/s1600-h/DSC_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049465622894409362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhNOOxYq9pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/l8V5_MIyMrc/s320/DSC_1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glad things are still the same...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt realise that I have not been blogging for more than a month already. Going to two months actually. I was really busy with work and of course sleep. Hehe! Did you miss me???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Niwae the last post of mine was kinda dramatic, but we're cool now. Somehow I feel happy of whatever other people, whom I never thought give a damn about me, has got to say. I made a choice already, but I wont forget you people. Thank you for the advices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm now at the Cafe, not the Restaurant. Its a much better place cause finally there no one breathing down my neck. I can work peacefully. Yeay! I dont have any shows for the past few months, but I was back at Speakeasy! Double Yeay! Show is still the same, kinda &lt;em&gt;mendak&lt;/em&gt;, but ofcourse I always had my own fun. I have 2 shows in May, and 1 in June which I'm really looking forward to. Dear friends, please be there. More updates real soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are so many things to look for forward to in May. Sigh~ I wont have a girlfriend anymore, anytime soon. Hehe! *wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-9206397608168775932?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/9206397608168775932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=9206397608168775932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/9206397608168775932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/9206397608168775932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-missed.html' title='The one missed...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RhJjGdmW6xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bxIfMrQphpg/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-7648162584066933917</id><published>2007-02-24T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T04:25:12.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one thing I never expected...</title><content type='html'>I expected a blast in August, but it backfired, now I'm no longer part of your family. Its all good, eventhough I'm left hanging without an explanation. Its been a hell of a good year last year, so thank you for all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing can stop me from having a better one this year. &lt;strong&gt;On Second Thought&lt;/strong&gt; comes out  June 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-7648162584066933917?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/7648162584066933917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=7648162584066933917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7648162584066933917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/7648162584066933917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-thing-i-never-expected.html' title='The one thing I never expected...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4795885361852815478</id><published>2007-02-11T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:23:46.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the rooftop dining...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so digging the new Fall Out Boy single. I keep singing the chorus to Rauzan, and he gets excited every time I make faces. Haha! My sister influenced me to this song btw, can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Ali and Rau to Roze's birthday rooftop dinner. By the time I reached there, it was already midnight, and most of them have left the place, only Su, Zul and her parents were around. Felt bad though cause they were like waiting for us, and they even had food prepared. Luckily, Roze's parents are very very (and I seriously mean very) nice people. They understand my silly jokes too, so its all good. And the view of Boat Quay from the place is very nice too. Very romantic. Took some pictures, but Su accidently took the camera back. *Selfish!* Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be sad that you dont have a lot of friends, in fact be thankful. I promise I'll be there for you whenever you need me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4795885361852815478?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4795885361852815478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4795885361852815478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4795885361852815478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4795885361852815478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-with-rooftop-dining.html' title='The one with the rooftop dining...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-4942646105540449473</id><published>2007-02-09T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T05:36:11.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the bad customer service...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"No, not "baby" anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I need you, I'll just use your simple name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only kisses on the cheek from now on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in a little while, we'll only have to wave"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started off with bad services from 3 different people. One was this NTUC Careerlink consultant who kept interrupting me while I was talking. You see, I just got a new job, and NTUC is giving me some money for staying with the job. Its not like I need it, but its money or in the Islamic term, we call it &lt;em&gt;rezeki.&lt;/em&gt; So they asked me for my payslip, this and that, and guess what, they misplaced it &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. I came all they way from Pasir Ris to Marina Boulevard to do that, and they asked me to come over there again and pass it to them, with the typical Singapore slang, "Sorry &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;, come again &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;, or cannot process!". They agreed to help, but then treat us like beggars. So after a phone confrontation with the lady, we agreed to fax over the documents. Simple right. &lt;em&gt;Pkm betul.&lt;/em&gt; And I hate being interrupted when talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Coffee Bean, the barista just placed my drink without calling out my name. Then why the hell you ask for my initial for? But the last straw was at Nokia Centre. I had to wait 35 minutes to collect my phone, which was really annoying and the customer service girl was really bad, and ugly. If you're ugly and nice, its ok. But now you're not. She threw the pen on the table, never even smile, spoke to her friends, held out her hands and asked for my IC, while still talking to her friend, then she asked me to sign some papers and then she pulled the paper below &lt;em&gt;lah,&lt;/em&gt; destroying my signature. I straight away told her off saying that her customer service sucks and with a very blur face, she didnt even said sorry. She only made a funny sound, like "hoooeeeeerrrrr!". Seriously, she sounded like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RczgSGkduaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rFSMn3ufqw8/s1600-h/CIMG3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029641485471824290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RczgSGkduaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rFSMn3ufqw8/s320/CIMG3455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overworked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway besides that, my day was alright. I went to help my poor Sab who had a lot of work to do at her office. Actually her job is very easy, and I dont understand why they need people with diploma to do it. Had McD for supper and then the two of us had a conversation about friends who are still looking for jobs, and not worried about the future. Then I started thinking about all the jobs I've ever done, and how I'm super grateful for this Ikea job now. Come to think about it, I've worked as, (in random order btw)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Baggage Assistance - almost 2 years (ahh the good old times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Coffee Bean Barista - 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; SATs Special Service - 1 year plus (when I met Ali BFF, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Cheers - 8 months (Lan and I grew close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Downtown East cleaner - 1 weeks (I drove the garbage cart btw, &lt;em&gt;gerek&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Data Entry @ Changi Cargo - 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Siam Kitchen crew - 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Burger King - 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Airport Cleaner - 2 days (I met a friend, and she gave me the look. Yes the ewww look! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Watch Salesman - 2 weeks (my mentor was hot btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; CIAS Customer Service - 3 months (had to pay $1,2k fine for breaking contract)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Spinelli Barista - 2 months (fought with Su. Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Inroom Dining @ Fullerton - 2 month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Fir Iqbal Seafood - 1 year plus (the job that taught me a lot of things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; The Cathay aka Kachang Puteh Man - 3 months (worst pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW!&lt;/strong&gt; - Ikea Restaurant, Asst Supervisor - 5 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have more, haha, but these are the ones I can remember vividly. I always have interesting stories behind every job. Haha! Job hopping is bad, but I feel like it somehow taught me a few lessons here and there. My honest advice is stick to one, and have savings. I wish I started early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RczoJGkdubI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kZionhkJJ04/s1600-h/CIMG3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029650126946023858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RczoJGkdubI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kZionhkJJ04/s320/CIMG3430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my show yesterday was aight. Not what I expected it to be, but I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how people can make a stranger to family, and family to a stranger in an instant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-4942646105540449473?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/4942646105540449473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=4942646105540449473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4942646105540449473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/4942646105540449473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-with-bad-customer-service.html' title='The one with the bad customer service...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RczgSGkduaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rFSMn3ufqw8/s72-c/CIMG3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-3935706852239848542</id><published>2007-02-07T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:14:00.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one busuk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I love you, you love me&lt;br /&gt;We're a happy family&lt;br /&gt;With a great big hug&lt;br /&gt;And a kiss from me to you *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;Wont you say you love me too?"&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rciva8OSrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OWxS_PCisb8/s1600-h/DSC_0395b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028461861336690050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rciva8OSrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OWxS_PCisb8/s320/DSC_0395b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The times me and Ali look good... ehem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RcivnsOSrZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-iIN-iSlikU/s1600-h/edDSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028462080380022162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RcivnsOSrZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-iIN-iSlikU/s320/edDSC_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K, busuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rcivx8OSraI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/j_ABm2kHs_M/s1600-h/edDSC_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028462256473681314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rcivx8OSraI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/j_ABm2kHs_M/s320/edDSC_0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double busuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rciv_sOSrbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4U5ZGjelWIA/s1600-h/edDSC_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028462492696882610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rciv_sOSrbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4U5ZGjelWIA/s320/edDSC_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Busuk giler baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RciwLcOSrcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zmNFwm4X3gA/s1600-h/edDSC_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028462694560345538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RciwLcOSrcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zmNFwm4X3gA/s320/edDSC_0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The comic brigade... wtf is Krazie Starr doing?? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one thing I didnt do well and I know I could have done it better. Now its still haunting me. Had a friendly chat with an old friend about music, but then I get tensed up because he said my EP was good. I dont know why, but I got a little upset over it. Instead of saying thank you, I said that what I did was super wack, because I feel that way up till today. Resurgence gave it a fine review, maybe because they know me. Many people thought the EP was fine, and they love some of the tracks. I dont know why I hate it. But then my friend gave me a piece of advice. He said, the world is divided into people who do things and people who get the credits. Always belong to the first one. Thank you for the advice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been a little chill-out these days. Mak Ica &amp; Kak Yat came over the other day with Mira and Luqman. &lt;em&gt;Cantik dorang&lt;/em&gt;. Now Ikea is not so busy, so its like the best time to shop, with peace. On the other hand, March sales is coming and there are going to be great dicounts. So who wants to go shopping with me? I want to buy a sofa bed. *winks* Totally need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, which felt like yesterday by the way, I went to watch Psyke, Krazie Starr and Zul Mystroe perform at the Nike AF1 Showcase. The show was alright, but the display of the AF1 shoes are amazing. Then they had some story about each and every shoe, and thats completely fascinating to me. Haha! I'll be performing there on the 17th. More updates soon. Niwae the same night I went to watch The Illusionist with Rau, Zul and Roze. The movie was alright, I think The Prestige was way better. I would give the movie 3.5 stars. Btw, Jessica Biel is hot! &lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan!&lt;/em&gt; I want to watch Apocalypto &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;! Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a company dinner and a show @ Attica this Thursday. Hopefully more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-3935706852239848542?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/3935706852239848542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=3935706852239848542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3935706852239848542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/3935706852239848542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-busuk.html' title='The one &lt;em&gt;busuk&lt;/em&gt;...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rciva8OSrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OWxS_PCisb8/s72-c/DSC_0395b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2682560407936466227</id><published>2007-01-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:35:43.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one old friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Why everything that's supposed to be bad&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel so good?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BKcOSrEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lx8AhzNg5E4/s1600-h/CIMG3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025174038101797954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BKcOSrEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lx8AhzNg5E4/s320/CIMG3314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addiction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BZ8OSrFI/AAAAAAAAACY/CE_6YPSNdsU/s1600-h/CIMG3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025174304389770322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BZ8OSrFI/AAAAAAAAACY/CE_6YPSNdsU/s320/CIMG3327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rain or shine we still smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BisOSrGI/AAAAAAAAACg/oNuS7-NnKN4/s1600-h/CIMG3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025174454713625698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BisOSrGI/AAAAAAAAACg/oNuS7-NnKN4/s320/CIMG3330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heyyyy, miss you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BwMOSrHI/AAAAAAAAACo/QJKnahUGoh8/s1600-h/CIMG3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025174686641859698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BwMOSrHI/AAAAAAAAACo/QJKnahUGoh8/s320/CIMG3332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0B9cOSrII/AAAAAAAAACw/8-l1YlOmXsg/s1600-h/CIMG3334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025174914275126402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0B9cOSrII/AAAAAAAAACw/8-l1YlOmXsg/s320/CIMG3334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0CIcOSrJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0KfZHyTrVco/s1600-h/CIMG3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025175103253687442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0CIcOSrJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0KfZHyTrVco/s320/CIMG3333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Ca8OSrLI/AAAAAAAAADI/4P0tmppARy8/s1600-h/CIMG3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025175421081267378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Ca8OSrLI/AAAAAAAAADI/4P0tmppARy8/s320/CIMG3338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best pic i took for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Cq8OSrMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-d9GG9IgZTo/s1600-h/CIMG3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025175695959174338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Cq8OSrMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-d9GG9IgZTo/s320/CIMG3346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mendaks who are not mendak anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0C2MOSrNI/AAAAAAAAADY/M3rnDr526Jg/s1600-h/CIMG3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025175889232702674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0C2MOSrNI/AAAAAAAAADY/M3rnDr526Jg/s320/CIMG3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fairy-odd parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DAMOSrOI/AAAAAAAAADg/FuLJuF7a0JQ/s1600-h/CIMG3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025176061031394530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DAMOSrOI/AAAAAAAAADg/FuLJuF7a0JQ/s320/CIMG3354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crazy old friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DJMOSrPI/AAAAAAAAADo/vtrn54dv8P0/s1600-h/CIMG3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025176215650217202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DJMOSrPI/AAAAAAAAADo/vtrn54dv8P0/s320/CIMG3358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DU8OSrQI/AAAAAAAAADw/LRXnI-h3JIA/s1600-h/CIMG3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025176417513680130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DU8OSrQI/AAAAAAAAADw/LRXnI-h3JIA/s320/CIMG3363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The BS that went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DdMOSrRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QHknHl6JCKc/s1600-h/CIMG3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025176559247600914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0DdMOSrRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QHknHl6JCKc/s320/CIMG3364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The XS.1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Dn8OSrSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/y3wnX7KtPx4/s1600-h/CIMG3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025176743931194658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Dn8OSrSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/y3wnX7KtPx4/s320/CIMG3366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ones in red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0FWMOSrUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OswJfL_wDXw/s1600-h/CIMG3375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025178638011772226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0FWMOSrUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OswJfL_wDXw/s320/CIMG3375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0FhcOSrVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7iaDyB7zTHc/s1600-h/CIMG3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025178831285300562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0FhcOSrVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7iaDyB7zTHc/s320/CIMG3377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Ft8OSrWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O_lxes5fsgY/s1600-h/CIMG3383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025179046033665378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0Ft8OSrWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O_lxes5fsgY/s320/CIMG3383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The malaysians... (and esa's trademark twist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was like the one of the craziest week I've had. I worked everyday cause I wanted to OT, I went to karaoke with Ali and gang, went to sheesha after an evening shift and was really late for work next day (hehe!) and last but not least, I went to watch Singapore Vs Malaysia at the Kallang Stadium. Happening &lt;em&gt;giler&lt;/em&gt; baby! The last time I went there to was when I participated in the NDP 1999. Wow, thats freaking long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb43M8OSrXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ov2btTs-kj8/s1600-h/mendp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025514929656081778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb43M8OSrXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ov2btTs-kj8/s320/mendp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into my ex-classmate in secondary school, Sam, while I was screaming and shouting. He approached me and shouted back. Haha! He's freaking hilarious. I like the part when I danced like a weirdo and he put up his middle finger in the air. Haha! Like wtf we were thinking. But hell, it was super fun and it sure brings back a lot of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="275" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTtOYdufVnE"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTtOYdufVnE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sam... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the match was to see Singaporeans filling up the whole Kallang Stadium. Malay, chinese, indians, mat, minah, makcik, T-Rex and etc; all came together. I've not seen that for a very long time. I was there when Singapore played Brunei and won 8-0. Yes! I was at the stadium to witness that &lt;em&gt;lah pkm&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, Singapore didnt play that well, but it was all good. We won by penalty kick and that was one of the most euphoric moments I've experienced. Everybody was like out of control &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;... Haha! I got a video to share, so enjoy watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="275" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_v48S9iVvtM"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_v48S9iVvtM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind my stupid narration and feeling face, this is simply crazy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ikan bakar, thanks to Ali, at Simpang after the match. My god, the dish was superb k. Or maybe because I was too hungry. Caught a glimpse of Nurul there with her bf, but I managed to wave secretly. She waved back &lt;em&gt;lah!&lt;/em&gt; Haha! Woo hoo! &lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, here's another silly video I came up with, and I think only people who can get it will get it. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="275" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxIMKcO4gSk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxIMKcO4gSk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two days, someone at my workplace sabo-ed me, and today karma slaps right back on her face. Haha! So now I seriously believe that what goes around do comes around. Thank you Alicia Keys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2682560407936466227?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2682560407936466227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2682560407936466227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2682560407936466227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2682560407936466227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-old-friend.html' title='The one old friend...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Rb0BKcOSrEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lx8AhzNg5E4/s72-c/CIMG3314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-450739903668335991</id><published>2007-01-22T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:29:28.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one storybook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Many start with the beats,&lt;br /&gt;While me making my rhymes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOuncOSq9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/pLg1yM9y4Ig/s1600-h/CIMG3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022550002062502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOuncOSq9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/pLg1yM9y4Ig/s320/CIMG3219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speakeasy nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOvJ8OSq-I/AAAAAAAAABE/O6aW01TVuHE/s1600-h/CIMG3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022550594767989730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOvJ8OSq-I/AAAAAAAAABE/O6aW01TVuHE/s320/CIMG3222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yayams the Cute made a cameo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOvmsOSq_I/AAAAAAAAABM/f-bRYxV5EhY/s1600-h/CIMG3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022551088689228786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOvmsOSq_I/AAAAAAAAABM/f-bRYxV5EhY/s320/CIMG3230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound system at The Glass Hall was kinda bad last night at Speakeasy. I couldn't hear what most of the rappers were saying even when they were speaking. Sleeq's performance was the best though. Alyph is such a talented young man. Rauzan launched his album, My First Storybook, and I must say that his album is the best from Beats Society right now, in terms of music and artwork of the whole cd. Its really worth it. Someone said something to me at the end of the show that totally made my night. There are still good people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my normal routine and hung-out with XS. Sometimes its nice when we dont have to talk about music, but just random topics. I headed back home quite early that night, but met Ali only to laugh our ass off till 4am under my block. Eversince last year, I wanted to create a list of 101 things to do before 30. Yesterday, I got the 34th one, thanks to Ali, which was to sleep under the void deck for one night. Haha! Maybe once the list is ready, I should post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up quite early for a Sunday. Cleaned my room, made some beats and watched dvd. Then met up with Su, Roze, Rau and Ali just to play at the playground. Haha! Its been a long time since I last played on a swing. And as a matter of fact, I still got my Bedok skills. Haha! Thank you guys for the crazy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOv8cOSrAI/AAAAAAAAABU/aCbF0U9HNb0/s1600-h/CIMG3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022551462351383554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOv8cOSrAI/AAAAAAAAABU/aCbF0U9HNb0/s320/CIMG3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Round 1 (semi): Suzey Cheng -Vs- Ali Ahmad Pindah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winner:&lt;/strong&gt; Ali Ahmad Pindah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOwz8OSrCI/AAAAAAAAABk/G_qqTqNeBhU/s1600-h/CIMG3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022552415834123298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOwz8OSrCI/AAAAAAAAABk/G_qqTqNeBhU/s320/CIMG3248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Round 2 (semi): Latchi Meenalingam aka Roze -Vs- Fazli 'Bedok' Dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winner:&lt;/strong&gt; Fazli 'Bedok' Dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOxQsOSrDI/AAAAAAAAABs/lzCqgrMepIY/s1600-h/CIMG3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022552909755362354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOxQsOSrDI/AAAAAAAAABs/lzCqgrMepIY/s320/CIMG3249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Round 3 (final): Ali Ahmad Pindah -Vs- Fazli 'Bedok' Dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winner:&lt;/strong&gt; Fazli 'Bedok' Dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b77CPZhRs1I"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b77CPZhRs1I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/11725202-450739903668335991?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/450739903668335991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=450739903668335991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/450739903668335991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/450739903668335991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-storybook.html' title='The one storybook...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbOuncOSq9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/pLg1yM9y4Ig/s72-c/CIMG3219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2479780723333730111</id><published>2007-01-19T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T02:32:53.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one saturday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"You cant tell a book by its cover,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you can tell how much it's gonna cost you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Da Vinci Code last night (ok, i know its a little too late) and I love it so much. Its so twisted and its the mind fucking kinda story. It makes me want to find out more about history. I love history btw. I love the special effects too while the characters are telling a story. Niwae if you haven't watch it, you should take an MC and watch it. My rating, 4 stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how some people can remember me even when they only knew me in kindergarden. I mean, I dont even remember myself in kindergarden. Hehe! Now I'm wondering what are my former classmates doing. Teachers? Lawyers? Drug addicts? Once I met this young lady at Changi hospital, and she could recognise me because of my mould in the eye. She was hot btw! Yesterday, I met another friend who said that she was from the same kindergarden class, and she said I haven't changed a single feature of my face. Except that now i'm much thinner (and cute!) *wink*. Hehe! If anyone happens to know anyone in the picture below tell them I'm trying to keep in contact. And if they're rich, send some money so I could wear braces and straighten my teeth. Thanks! I'm 2nd from left, sitting infront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbEI1cOSq8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7npFog-iZxc/s1600-h/menurkinder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021804773697039298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbEI1cOSq8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7npFog-iZxc/s320/menurkinder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a freaking weird nightmare last night, probably due to a tiring day at work and the excitement of Da Vinci Code. I had to choose between two person who is actually the same. Its confusing, but I woke up crying at 10.30am btw. Then I started laughing cause it was kinda stupid actually. Haha! But hell, it was a scary situation. Serious, serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been performing for about a month already, but I have two shows coming up in February, more info soon. Tomorrow will be Speakeasy and Rauzan is launching his album. I love my Saturdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2479780723333730111?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2479780723333730111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2479780723333730111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2479780723333730111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2479780723333730111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-saturday.html' title='The one saturday...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/RbEI1cOSq8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7npFog-iZxc/s72-c/menurkinder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-2071932376314912826</id><published>2007-01-18T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T02:39:58.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one cheeky song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Lets go to the park,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you underneath the star..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5dLsOSq5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/46ZhyobDms8/s1600-h/CIMG3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021053089995729810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5dLsOSq5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/46ZhyobDms8/s320/CIMG3192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We doing the myspace camera whoring in the toilet picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5eEMOSq6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OFHa_T6WS5I/s1600-h/CIMG3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021054060658338722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5eEMOSq6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OFHa_T6WS5I/s320/CIMG3194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh... John Legend and his huge biceps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5eTMOSq7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/UPJXZdZgp1A/s1600-h/CIMG3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021054318356376498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5eTMOSq7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/UPJXZdZgp1A/s320/CIMG3196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was watching the show, I was freaking inspired. The sound system was amazing, Esplanade is the best. John Legend was superb! He was not even panting throughout the show and his voice was as amazing as his recorded music. I was making fun of it at the end of the show telling Ali, "You thought that was live? Its was all fucking cd." Hehe! Probably the only irritating thing on the show was the opening act, who kept name dropping herself but we dont even know who she was. Haha! Once John Legend is out on stage, everything was great. The whole time at the show I was waiting this song called &lt;em&gt;(P.D.A) We Dont Care&lt;/em&gt;. Its a very cheeky song btw. When he played it, haha, I was really excited. Thank you Johnny, for the great show! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were so many people I knew once I went out of the theater. People I know who knows me but act like they dont know because knowing me is not like knowing people who knows people, so I myself had to act like I know them because my friends know them and I wouldnt want them to know that I dont want to know them, because I dont know them well. You know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a lot of &lt;em&gt;kekek&lt;/em&gt; moments with Yani and Ali. Yani is this well travelled friend who looks like Fantasia Barrino, have a very good sense of humour and cant sing for nuts. Anyway, I wanted to go to Al-Majlis for supper but the rest wanted Mosi. So being a nice guy as I've always been, hehe, I said ok. I ordered hotdog with bread and a maggi goreng. 5 people ordered maggi goreng btw. &lt;em&gt;PKM betul...&lt;/em&gt; they cooked the maggi one by one &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, and they took more than 2 mins for one packet. Like what the fuck?! I understand that you have one pathetic oven to heat up your bread, so I understand the slow service for breads. But maggi?! I'm sorry guys, I am not going to eat at Mosi unless I have $3.50 left in my wallet or the arab owner marries 4 more makcik.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blog more soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-2071932376314912826?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/2071932376314912826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=2071932376314912826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2071932376314912826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/2071932376314912826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-cheeky-song.html' title='The one cheeky song...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_egbu6g3SE/Ra5dLsOSq5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/46ZhyobDms8/s72-c/CIMG3192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-5130299270087946547</id><published>2007-01-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:02:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with tickets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If you were any thinner, you wouldnt exist"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but I feel like time is moving too fast, and I can't seem to catch up with a lot of things. Its already going to be the middle of the month. Good things to look forward are payday and shows in february. The only thing I hate end of the month are bills. Niwae, I have tons of things to do which includes sleep. My eyebags are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Machinist the other day and I am so happy I watched it. At least now I know that i'm not the thinnest person on the planet next to Calista Flockhart and Razil. The lead character in the movie is so fucking thin, he's like a walking skeleton. Ahuh, i'm saying fuck here, so i'm really serious about it. His waist is 24 &lt;em&gt;lah, pkm betul&lt;/em&gt;. Hehe! The movie is about this guy who has insomnia and he has not been sleeping for almost a year. Christian Bale (Batman Begins, The Prestige) is awesome in this movie. You should watch it, its really good. I would give it 4 stars (5 being the maximum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, me and Ali watched Blood Diamond. I was so exhausted I slept for about 15 minutes during the movie. Hehe! Leonardo is a freaking talented actor btw. I dont know why whenever his name is mentioned, people always think of him as the loverboy in Titanic. He's one of the best actors I've seen. Btw, the movie is very good, and its very touching. There is one line in the movie that says "God left us and this place a long time ago" describing how fucked the whole country is. Now tats really sad k. I would give the movie 4.5 stars. So many good movies to watch this year. Jim Carrey's new movie, The Number 23, is one of them. Its about a man obsessed with the number 23, like how I am with 33, so its a must watch. Maybe I should make a must watch list. Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first few compliments at work this week. One particular compliment was from this lady who only wanted a cup of coffee but she did not have any Singapore dollar. She only had US dollars and we dont accept it at the restaurant. So i took a mug and gave her a free cofee. She wrote to my manager about it and said that I made her day. Woo hoo! I was so happy when I saw the comment paper. She left her contacts and said that if I were to come to Korea, where she lives and work as a dentist, do contact her. Sigh~ I went there last August and I'm going to the dental on Tuesday. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, I got tickets to watch John Legend this Monday! Yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-5130299270087946547?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/5130299270087946547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=5130299270087946547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/5130299270087946547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/5130299270087946547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-with-tickets.html' title='The one with tickets...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116803104523589646</id><published>2007-01-05T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T05:04:05.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one giving up... NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I know what i'm up against&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We as rappers must decide what's most impor-tant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i can't help the poor if i'm one of them"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to Imran last year, (which was like 3 weeks ago) I wanted to take a break from BS and music, and he was not suppose to tell to anyone. But people like Nick and Shin Tong even know about it. Niwae my point is, I am not giving up, I'm taking a break because at this point of time I dont really know where I'm going musically. As a matter of fact, I think I had a very good 2006. I remained active the whole year, got a song on a chart, went Korea to perform, released an EP, appeared on the front cover of a weekend paper and I appeared on TV. I dont see any reason why I should give up &lt;em&gt;tau&lt;/em&gt;. I'm taking a break to work some things out for myself and for my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but I keep wanting to lead something, but I realised that I am not a leader. I'm just a follower, so from now I would assist anyone who needs my help as best as I can. My music plan this year; March will see XS.1 compilation, Ishaaq in April and Bless in May. In June, I'm going to have mine and in August, if there aren't better things for me and my close friends, I'll take a bow at BS Anniversary. I just want to end things on a high note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather take a humble leave before I'm dismissed. Life is short, play Xbox! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7gNOYpcrZ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7gNOYpcrZ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_b2isAxMTM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_b2isAxMTM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the fun of it... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116803104523589646?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116803104523589646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116803104523589646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116803104523589646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116803104523589646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-giving-up-not.html' title='The one giving up... NOT!'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116793782855228574</id><published>2007-01-05T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:48:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one best 'sheesha' friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I'm not one to repeat myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if it aint broken, don't fix it..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/212/1600/542918/me%20and%20ali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/212/320/395871/me%20and%20ali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a sheesha session with Ali after a hard day's work. I can sit down with him for hours laughing at each others stupid jokes and remark. Sometimes I wonder why he's so nice to a lot of people, especially to me and he has never asked anything in return. Thank you Ali. I love you bro! Haha! &lt;em&gt;Tak tak, aku&lt;/em&gt; serious! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, you'll be my sheesha friend too k. Love u more! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116793782855228574?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116793782855228574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116793782855228574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116793782855228574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116793782855228574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-best-sheesha-friend.html' title='The one best &apos;sheesha&apos; friend...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116777537472495947</id><published>2007-01-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T06:02:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one resolution...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"what what what what, 1 2 1 2,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some dreams they dream, some dreams come true..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime new year comes, people would always ask the same question. "What's your new year resolution?". I have a lot actually, some of which are years due. Haha! But if there's one major one this year, it would be sticking to my current job at Ikea. I hate switching jobs because at the end of the day, I would go broke and have tons of bills to pay. Its been three months plus now and I really like this job. I also like getting paid at the end of the month. Now there's so many things I can buy and I can also start saving for the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not go out this new year eve cause 1) I was working earlier that day, so got a little tired and 2) I have no friends. Haha! Just kidding. I was at home watching TV till I fell asleep only to wake up again at 11.55pm. Called Sab (and she too was sleeping) and forced her to countdown with me with our &lt;em&gt;husky-wakey&lt;/em&gt; voice. And what the fuck was happening on Channel 5? The show was freaking wack, except for Hady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before I was at Imran's album launch. His album is super duper nice, so get it and support him. I have no idea why was I performing that day cause I did not play much part in making of the album, but I look super good though. Haha! No lah, I just bought a new jeans. Niwae I did a new song, Satu Malaya, which was initially Imran's but I just love the chorus and made it mine. I totally blacked out and forgot my lyrics, and performing infront of some hot women made it worst. But I'm glad I did ok. Well, I think it was. Haha! I had fun lah, thats the main point and Nurul thinks I'm funny &lt;em&gt;merepek nye&lt;/em&gt;, so plus point for me. She's hot btw, &lt;em&gt;tak boleh tasyan! &lt;/em&gt;So many people came, and so many things happen. Congrats Imran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Borat today with Ali and Imran and it was freaking hilarious, but its a no brainer movie. Watch it on a weekday and save $2 please. You can buy Mc Chicken with $2. Got myself a planner and I will make sure I use it &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt; Ali. Next year &lt;em&gt;kau beli untuk aku ah&lt;/em&gt;! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is a year for some real changes. Nah mean? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116777537472495947?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116777537472495947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116777537472495947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116777537472495947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116777537472495947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-resolution.html' title='The one resolution...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116653693413854477</id><published>2006-12-19T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:02:14.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one little thing...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'&lt;br /&gt;And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's&lt;br /&gt;All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood&lt;br /&gt;I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could&lt;br /&gt;We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt&lt;br /&gt;I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you have the same dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things are reminding me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;br /&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' tea in bed&lt;br /&gt;Watching DVD's&lt;br /&gt;When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines&lt;br /&gt;You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers&lt;br /&gt;As if we ever needed anything to entertain us&lt;br /&gt;the first time that you introduced me to your friends&lt;br /&gt;and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;when I was feeling down, you made that face you do&lt;br /&gt;no one in the world that could replace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]Dreams, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of when we had just started things&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of me and youIt seems, It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me thereI know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekendSo come on, Tell meIs this the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/strong&gt;, Littlest Thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116653693413854477?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116653693413854477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116653693413854477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116653693413854477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116653693413854477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-little-thing.html' title='The one little thing...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116637411719432114</id><published>2006-12-18T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:48:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one busy...</title><content type='html'>I will have more time for you soon. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116637411719432114?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116637411719432114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116637411719432114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116637411719432114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116637411719432114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-busy.html' title='The one busy...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116430855291186385</id><published>2006-11-24T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T03:02:32.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one exhausted...</title><content type='html'>I look like shit, and I'm officially exhausted. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116430855291186385?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116430855291186385/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-116094620876892567</id><published>2006-10-16T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T05:03:28.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one anggun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZplcOp8VHzs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZplcOp8VHzs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hemm hemm hemm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la la yeah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oohh ohhh ohhh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hemm hemm hemm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come close ur eyes take my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why dont u jump with me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep into the great unknown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a fantasy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an ocean to be explore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where no ones gone before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonders everywhere... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll take you there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oui oui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep in the sea &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll show you what im dreamin off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oui oui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jump in with me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me be your ocean love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;umm la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;umm la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a million dazzling sight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a trip of magic light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lead you through a green gold haze &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;into the cave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the silver glimming and pearls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and such a wonder world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see the corel reeves &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beyond belief &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oui oui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep in the sea &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll show you what im dreamin off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oui oui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jump in with me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me be your ocean love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;umm la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;umm la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooh la la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ocean love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me be your ocean love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me be your ocean love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-116094620876892567?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/116094620876892567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=116094620876892567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116094620876892567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/116094620876892567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-anggun.html' title='The one anggun...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115845341145154765</id><published>2006-09-17T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T08:37:31.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one love...</title><content type='html'>Mom has been really nice these few weeks. She even cooked one of my favourite dishes the other day, sweet and sour fish. After that, 3 days of not cooking. I wonder if other people's mom cooks everyday. My aunt does, because her husband would be pissed if she doesn't. Anyway, my point is, there's nothing like mom's cooking. They are always extra delicious. I've never had an unmarried woman's cooking. Maybe it might not taste that good. Hmmm… My dad cooks too btw, and he cooks well. I only know how to cook maggi, rice, all the goreng goreng ones and nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Fila so much today. There is this cat at West Plaza, and it's so cute. I call him 'Achik'. He would chase me around wanting me to play with him, and them he would jump on my shoe or slippers. Cute k. I want to have a cat again. Actually I only like them when they're kittens, because when they grow up they get so lazy and sometimes heavy. Just like kids, you love them when they're babies, when they grow up, you want to kill them. I do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch The Host with Ali, Lan and Fir. I recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su's family are very nice, fun and loving peple. Love them so much. Spending time with them reminds me of the days when I use to sleepover at my cousins house every weekend. Watching horror movies on Saturday night. Prata breakfast early Sunday morning. I miss those days. Now my cousins are all grown up and I don't know why, they all seem quieter nowadays, but I'm still noisy as usual. Why me? Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon Faidah's page on Friendster. I can't imagine how she's living her life after Faisal departure. I don't know how I would move on if I was in her shoes. Looking at all her pictures with him was very emotional, cause she looked so happy. I hope I don't lose anymore friends, especially those close to me. And I pray to God, that I don't lose you, my dear. I love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/320/dear%26me.jgp.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 more week to puasa! Aaaaaaaahhhhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115845341145154765?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115845341145154765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115845341145154765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115845341145154765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115845341145154765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-love.html' title='The one love...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115783772842170469</id><published>2006-09-10T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:00:30.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one in yellow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1908.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;The lovely Mira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1935.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;Ahhhh... &lt;i&gt;Ketawa ketawa&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1941.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;Chaz Ali singing to my song... I forced him to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1944.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan&lt;/em&gt;! *melts* Nurhuda from Anugerah Skrin... &lt;em&gt;Lawa&lt;/em&gt; k!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from my launch last Saturday at Earshot. Earlier that day I went to watch Devil Wears Prada. Very good movie. Meryl Streep was brilliant, love her character and of course Anne Hathaway is always hot. &lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan!&lt;/em&gt; A must watch movie. After that I went to Earshot and to my surprise the audiences were there so early. I was pretty upset when I saw my cover, because it was as nice as I hoped it would be, but seeing so many of my friends there really made my day. There were even people whom I've not met in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang a few songs then I had the autograph session. Best! But I suck with my 'freakyz' signature. Managed to take a picture with Nurhuda. The first time I saw her was at RIA. She's freaking tall, sweet and she's only 20 &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Jeez! Another &lt;em&gt;tak boleh tasyan&lt;/em&gt; for the day. Anyway after the show, went to dinner and to end the day on a high note, I had my sheesha of course. Haha! Thank you to those who came, and those who messaged. Thank you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I went to Singapore Discovery Centre with Su's family and Ali, feeling family day &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;. And every time I say, "I dont get this from my mom", Su will burst out laughing. Haha! We actually went there to watch this short video some of us acted in and we spend the whole afternoon trying out everything there. I danced, played games, watched a boring movie about Vikings and even did another freaky news k. Su's family is really fun to be with and the kids are simply adorable. &lt;em&gt;Sayang dorang&lt;/em&gt;… Anyway here are some video clips. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jB8DTGL9jk" width="350" height="275" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find me in the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3d3spdFV7w" width="350" height="275" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes ya'll, freaky news the sequel... You can't hear me well though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a haircut, and now I look like a small boy again, but with eye bags. I seriously need to find a hair style k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115783772842170469?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115783772842170469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115783772842170469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115783772842170469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115783772842170469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-in-yellow.html' title='The one in yellow...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115712858847885598</id><published>2006-09-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:49:12.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the EP...</title><content type='html'>I've been back for more than two weeks from Korea. My trip there was amazing and yet suffering because of food. But please dont ask me to tell you what happened there anymore, cause I already did so many times and I even shared it at Speakeasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Speakeasy was so much better this month, eventhough I think there were moments where I was in my own world. We had badges, stickers and many more. Thank you Playpause for the designs. I felt proud watching everything that happened that day from the BS artiste in red to the &lt;em&gt;makcik&lt;/em&gt; who took a picture with me. Its not all my work though, but I'm just happy that I'm part of it. Esa and Dear came and that made the event more meaningful to see friends coming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be releasing my EP tomorrow. You can come down for my launch at the Earshot Cafe tmr at 5pm sharp. Dont be late. Seats are limited. The cd is going out at $10 only. Admission for the show is free by the way. Spread the word and bring everyone who loves FreakyZ down. For more info visit &lt;a href="http://www.freakyz.com"&gt;www.freakyz.com&lt;/a&gt; or the BS website. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have no idea what I wrote on my previous post, forget about it. Peace! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115712858847885598?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115712858847885598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115712858847885598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115712858847885598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115712858847885598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-with-ep.html' title='The one with the EP...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115591159609194598</id><published>2006-08-18T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:33:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one typing in 한국어</title><content type='html'>안녕, 친구들&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;한국에서 정말 재미있었어!! 좋은 친구들도 많이 만나고,  그 중에 '요안'이라는 정말 똑똑한 친구가 있는데, 한국에 있는 동안 많은 도움을 줬어. &lt;strong&gt;감사합니다!!! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;입맛이 맞지 않아서 고생했지만,고기를 못 먹잖아. 근데 오늘은 MacDonald가서 다운 밥을 먹은 것 같아. 그것만 빼고는 정말 다 좋았어. 나 &lt;strong&gt;한국&lt;/strong&gt;이 너무 좋아졌어!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;한국 여자들 정말 &lt;strong&gt;예뻐!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;근데,  my dear Sabariah,  난 언제나 너만을 &lt;strong&gt;사랑할 거야!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(￣ー￣)ﾉ(ﾉ￣ー￣)ﾉ(ﾉ￣ー￣)ﾉ　盆踊り&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;지금까지 한국에서 &lt;strong&gt;프리키 지!!&lt;/strong&gt;였습니다.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115591159609194598?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115591159609194598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115591159609194598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115591159609194598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115591159609194598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-typing-in.html' title='The one typing in 한국어'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115587290858453161</id><published>2006-08-18T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:48:28.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one in Korea...</title><content type='html'>I miss Singapore's food, I cant eat anything that has meat here. I miss the BS boys and how I wish they could join me and see all these Korean acts. Superb! I miss you dear, wish you are my spokesperson, so that you can always be my side. Love you &lt;em&gt;tau&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran feels proud everytime he could speak chinese. There are people down here who can speak 4 different languages. I taught them a little tamil and I havent got to the bad words yet. Haha! Maybe today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Koreans are very nice people and they are so polite. I'm sleeping in a camp and it feels like the NCC days. &lt;em&gt;Ialah aku takde&lt;/em&gt; National Service. Well, i'm perfectly fine except for the food part, so dont be surprise if i come back looking thinner than ever. Hehe! Will blog more when i have time. Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, i love you, always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115587290858453161?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115587290858453161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115587290858453161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115587290858453161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115587290858453161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-in-korea.html' title='The one in Korea...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115565494430074701</id><published>2006-08-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:15:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one leaving Singapore, part 2...</title><content type='html'>Ok, now I'm at the airport, in the transit lounge with Imran, and we both have no idea what we have gotten ourselves into. Haha! But its definitely gonna be an exciting 5 day trip. Seeya guys soon. Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, love you &lt;em&gt;tau&lt;/em&gt;... *big hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115565494430074701?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115565494430074701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115565494430074701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115565494430074701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115565494430074701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-leaving-singapore-part-2.html' title='The one leaving Singapore, part 2...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115557288649365125</id><published>2006-08-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:28:06.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one leaving Singapore, part 1...</title><content type='html'>Mamu Fiq called me this morning, wishing me good luck and well wishes for my trip tomorrow. At least there is still a family member who supports what I do. Imran, you know what I always like to say after this. Anyway, yesterday I appeared twice on TV; Suria Segar and news. Today I appeared on The Strait Times. I never expected that there would be people who tuned in or read the papers, but I had an overwhelming response today. A lot of people msged me and wished me good luck for the trip. Thank you so much. Its really a big responsibility representing Singapore in an international music festival, so I really hope I can make everyone proud. I will do my very best there, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried about what I can eat there. I googled, and all I found was uncooked food everywhere. Maybe I might need to bring some cup noodles, I dont know. I'm really excited about the trip but at the same time, I'm kind of nervous about the festival. Sigh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115557288649365125?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115557288649365125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115557288649365125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115557288649365125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115557288649365125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-leaving-singapore-part-1.html' title='The one leaving Singapore, part 1...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115547945006645894</id><published>2006-08-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:37:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one on TV...</title><content type='html'>I appeared twice on TV today. This morning on Suria Segar and a few hours just now on the news. I look damn ugly by the way. Haha! Thank you to everyone who gave me their well wishes. I will do my very best in Korea, insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I've learned that if you cant change something, you can always change the way you think about it. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; I'm on my 100th post. Yeay! Come to think about it, 100 only?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115547945006645894?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115547945006645894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115547945006645894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115547945006645894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115547945006645894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-on-tv.html' title='The one on TV...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115515143077732472</id><published>2006-08-10T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T03:23:50.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one net jacking...</title><content type='html'>I'm officially a net jacker thanks to Rauzan. Oh by the way its 3am and I am blogging at Mc Donald, with Rauzan. With my laptop. Haha! The two days show at Esplanade is really good. Thanks to all who came and made it possible. Now i need some sleep and get ready for KOREA! Next week baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you still even if you cant spend the whole day with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115515143077732472?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115515143077732472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115515143077732472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115515143077732472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115515143077732472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-net-jacking.html' title='The one net jacking...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115493042967152067</id><published>2006-08-07T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:00:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one troubled...</title><content type='html'>I dont wanna trouble anyone anymore. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115493042967152067?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115493042967152067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115493042967152067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115493042967152067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115493042967152067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-troubled.html' title='The one troubled...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115450967532085099</id><published>2006-08-02T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:07:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the medical report...</title><content type='html'>I had to pay $78.35 for a piece of paper that says, Mr Mohamed Fazli is in a stable condition. Fucking shit &lt;em&gt;betul&lt;/em&gt;. So I really hope I get the SATs job. But on the other hand, I think not starting the training so soon is a blessing in disguise. I might have problems going to Korea and also committing to the shows I'm having these few weeks. I'm going Korea next week and I seriously can't wait to fly and perform there. Yeay! What the local dish there? &lt;em&gt;Ayam lemak lada padi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My show last Sunday at D'Marquee was nice. I seriously think Imran needs to do his Platform there next year. The sound systems and lightings are amazing. The performers are going to love it there, seriously. Anyway, I get to meet some nice people. Hazrul commented bout Same Woman Again and he said it was nice. Thannnnnnks! Rahimah Rahim and her &lt;em&gt;kekekness&lt;/em&gt;. Then I get to hang out and flirt with these lovely ladies who did my make up. One of them was super hot and her cheekbones were like coming out like that. Hehe! &lt;em&gt;Tak boleh tasyan&lt;/em&gt; k. Sab came to the show too, so that sums up my nice Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Lake House yesterday, and its really recommended. Here comes a spoiler, so don’t read the next few lines if you don’t want to get disappointed. I hate movies where you can escape death. Reincarnation is ok, but escaping death is bullshit. But to see Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock's character meeting up and having a last kiss is definitely a bliss. I recommend this movie to everyone, especially those impatient like me. Finally, a good Hollywood remake of Asian movies. &lt;em&gt;Chey chey&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I have a show at Esplanade. There will be fireworks, so bring your friends and families down. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I'm in love with you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115450967532085099?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115450967532085099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115450967532085099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115450967532085099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115450967532085099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-with-medical-report.html' title='The one with the medical report...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115420028707565013</id><published>2006-07-30T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:11:27.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with sheeps...</title><content type='html'>Speakeasy wasn't that fun today. I felt like the space is very big now compared to Earshot. &lt;em&gt;Ada blocking salah, takde blocking pun salah&lt;/em&gt;. A few things didn't turn out right. But it was nice to see all my friends. Especially you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some sleep, I cant go on like this. Tried counting sheeps but there's one I'll always miss&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115420028707565013?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115420028707565013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115420028707565013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115420028707565013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115420028707565013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-with-sheeps.html' title='The one with sheeps...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115405211158590536</id><published>2006-07-28T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T10:47:41.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one reconnected...</title><content type='html'>Random pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kental gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me, tappered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1010060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1010060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh tasyannnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musa and his fake smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong with Ali, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one... Why u so photogenic? Humph! *bighug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid game we played...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks passed like nobody's business. The last time I blogged was Baybeats. Baybeats was really fun; my favourite would be Furniture, but the vocalist sound really weird. Pinholes were crazy, but they had to cut them off. Met a lot of friends there, and also unwanted people. Haha! I want to perform at Baybeats some day. Some day... Sigh~~ The Funkus had a set last week, and it was all good. Well, I did get some bad comments. But I had fun though. I was so happy when someone called me hope for my scene. That's sweet actually. Speakeasy returns tomorrow. So friends, if you're free, do come down to Glass Hall at the Singapore Arts Museum. 6pm and its only $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/lowres_flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/lowres_flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakeasy : From Every Corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand some people who won't accept the facts of life. I don't want to turn into them one day. I pray and hope that I'll always keep my feet to the ground, be humble and never forget my roots. It's just sad, you are someone I consider a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, get ready. I'll be on TV soon… Woo hoo! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115405211158590536?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115405211158590536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115405211158590536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115405211158590536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115405211158590536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-reconnected.html' title='The one reconnected...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115287084278803231</id><published>2006-07-14T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T17:54:02.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one disconnected...</title><content type='html'>I'll be gone for a while. The time has come. I rested too long, now i got to wake up and start walking again. Will blog again when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't depend on and believe in you anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115287084278803231?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115287084278803231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115287084278803231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115287084278803231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115287084278803231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-disconnected.html' title='The one disconnected...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115264150208117247</id><published>2006-07-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T02:11:42.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one on number 2...</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole last weekend at the BS chalet. The most important thing in a BBQ was missing; chicken. The spaghetti was superb, the stingray was nice and the rest really was not that deliciously cooked. I want chicken. Mc Spicy and Combo 1 saved some of my moments though. Oh by the way, Cineleisure really need to hire some fast workers, freaking slow &lt;em&gt;sia&lt;/em&gt; the service. Anyway I'm not going to complain anymore, the whole thing was pretty fun. I was so called the entertainment man with my sheesha, dvds and PS2. Probably the only thing missing was 'chicks'. Hehe! I wanted to bring Sab though, but... Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show last Saturday at *Scape was pretty alright except for the part when the power tripped a few times during XS:1 set. That was kind of annoying. I seriously can't host a show if it's scripted. Haha! Fai lost his wallet and that sums up XS:1 bad luck day. Had Combo 1, cause I needed one badly, and then headed back to the chalet with Psykelecticz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the chalet, we had to transfer to a new one at downtown east, courtesy of Kak Fiz. I really like Su’s cousin and family. They are so friendly and they make me feel like as if I'm part of them. I love their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a few SMSes from Sab and my friends that day saying that I'm number 2 on the RIA charts. I was so shocked and excited. I jumped up 8 spots. Yeay! I hope I can beat Rihanna's Unfaithful this week and go up number 1. I already beat Shakira's hips. Hehe! My hips don't lie k Shakira, because I ain't got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the finals of World Cup with Aidil, Su, Ali, Sudirman and Imran. Aidil bought a freakin Italy jersey for $100~ just for the sake of the finals. Jeebies! Anyway, I just couldn't believe what Zidane did. France could have won the cup, seriously. Brazil &lt;em&gt;lahhhh&lt;/em&gt;, what the hell happened to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great day today! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm packed with show these few weekends, so friends if you’re free, please come down and watch me. Baybeats is just around the corner too. See ya'll at the Esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Pirates of Caribbean this week! Who wants to watch it with me? What say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115264150208117247?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115264150208117247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115264150208117247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115264150208117247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115264150208117247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-on-number-2.html' title='The one on number 2...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115228712355989838</id><published>2006-07-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:45:23.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one shit that always happen...</title><content type='html'>I would fucking storm out of this hell, if I had money and a place to stay. Someday I will... I've had enough of this crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115228712355989838?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115228712355989838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115228712355989838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115228712355989838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115228712355989838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-shit-that-always-happen.html' title='The one shit that always happen...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115221220310631838</id><published>2006-07-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T04:02:42.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the funny videos...</title><content type='html'>I'm in love with Mc Spicy really, because I would do anything for it. I had Mc Spicy meal for the past few days. I even walked from home to downtown which took me like 1 hour to walk thru and fro, then ate for like 10 minutes only. I could have called them for delivery, but I don't know why I had that crazy idea of walking. Haha! I'll be seeing more of you this weekend, Mc Spicy! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I went for a video shoot at The Earshot, and Zul and I will be appearing on Channel 8 later this month. Don't ask me for what. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't think I'm really funny. I'm just loony and maybe I’m a little witty. My brain works like Anamaniacs + Spongebob. I can easily come up with something silly and then make a fool of myself. Haha! Well, I always believe that it does not hurt to make a fool out of myself. I have friends whose laughter are really contagious. Ali, Afiz, Shera, Su and Nadra are the few of them. Whenever they start laughing, you just can't stop anyone else. Then I also have friends who are easily amused and entertained. Alyph is one of them and he likes me to repeat the same thing again and again. Haha! I feel special every time I make a person laugh or even smile, and it just makes my day. Here are some clips of friends during ‘&lt;em&gt;kekekness&lt;/em&gt;’. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/syvf6BIsHLc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/syvf6BIsHLc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XW5eEAkKWhA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XW5eEAkKWhA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1251.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1251.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture... Alyph spotted this stall and we had a good laugh over it. Hahaha! I find this freaking hilarious actually. You need a template Mamu! Spice up your life... Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae i love my new background. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be performing tomorrow, but it's only for invited guest only. But if you're bored, around Earshot, and would like to see me, call ok. Saturday, I have a show too at *Scape, beside Cineleisure. I'm the host btw. But do come down if you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lot of people actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you... :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115221220310631838?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115221220310631838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115221220310631838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115221220310631838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115221220310631838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-with-funny-videos.html' title='The one with the funny videos...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115196056872331833</id><published>2006-07-04T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:02:48.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the single...</title><content type='html'>Imran officially launched his first single 'Sudah Tu Sudah' last Saturday at the Earshot. I was mesmerized by his single's cover and casing. It looked so professional. In fact it was professional. He even had ringtones to download. Haha! Congrats on his single release. I seriously can't wait for his song 'Malu' which I seriously think is the sexiest malay song right now. And the best part was Imran did the one of the few things I want to do in my life. Just watch Suria, you’ll know what it is. Haha! All the best Imran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/Image%28052%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/Image%28052%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran already on his way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather on Sunday at Zouk carpark was so freaking hot. Me and the guys who performed reach the carpark early morning for soundcheck but there were so many delays, even the food and drinks. Then I had to face some cocky soundman who talked to me like I'm a new performer. But it's all good; I know how to handle this kind of situation. My set was good, and I had fun performing. And so did the members from the military band. We exchange email address, took some pretty pictures and then all of headed back home. Sunday was so freaking tiring k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul had to take picture with the lovely and cute Umaimah... Zul cheeky smile... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman, Shahrul, Zul and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crestwind from Pasir Ris Crest Secondary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take one too... Haha! &lt;em&gt;Cute betul si budak kecik ni&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, my song Same Woman Again is on Ria's chart. Yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115196056872331833?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115196056872331833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115196056872331833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115196056872331833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115196056872331833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-with-single.html' title='The one with the single...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115170651646907752</id><published>2006-07-01T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T06:37:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who returned...</title><content type='html'>I like moments when I get goose bumps because of something I've seen or experienced before. My reactions would be, I'll smile then in my heart I would say, "Whoa!" I got a lot of that today when I was watching Superman Returns. I don't think I was already born during the first Superman. In fact I was not even born during Superman III, I think. But Superman was the first superhero I ever knew of, and the movie which Christopher Reeves played was the first superhero movie I've watched. I could still remember some scenes from the old movie, especially the part when Superman flew in the opposite orbit direction of the earth to turn back time. Haha! That was kinda stupid actually, but at that time I thought it was so freakin cool k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Singer's Superman is amazing. The one thing I love most about the movie was the classic elements. Superman still wore the same costume, only now it's waterproof and leathered. The soundtrack or scores of the movie are still the same. The opening credits used the old fonts. And of course, Superman did the ‘superhero’ smile at the end of the show. The story was in fact very interesting, telling us more about the human side of Superman and his love Lois Lane. The actions was two thumbs way up; even though some parts you could see the CGI graphics. Probably the only negative thing about the movie was the cheesy superhero script. But hey, it's a superhero flick right, so it's all good. Brandon Routh and Kate Bosworth are both hot btw. This is definitely one of my favourite movies of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/katebosworth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/katebosworth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Bosworth... &lt;i&gt;Sweet kan dia!&lt;/i&gt; *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/brandon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/brandon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Routh... Thanks! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A personal advice, you should at least watch the old Superman first before watching this. Or else you'll end up asking questions like Sab. Hehe! Next movie, Pirates of Caribbean ok. Yeay! And I hope that this is not the last Superman movie. That goes the same for Batman, Spiderman, X-Men, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to find time and $10 to cut my hair today. Guess where I got a hair cut? QB 10minutes only cut! Not only they cut your hair, but the vacuum your head too. Hehe! I don't really care about the 10 minutes actually; I just wanted a clean and smart haircut. Niwae the lady asked me how I wanted her to style my hair, I said I wanted the normal slope cut. Then she mentioned some celebrity name whom I've never heard of. Excuse me, I have channel E! at home k. Haha! Eksyen sia! In the end, I told her I wanted a Superman cut, because I was feeling it. She started laughing and when she was done with my hair, she sprayed some water on my fringe and made the silly S shape. Haha! That was freaking funny. "Nah, Superman lor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept half way while watching Germany vs Argentina. I just can't wait for tomorrow's Brazil match. Mom came in my room and nagged about the not switching off the tv. I hate it when I make mistakes because she could pinpoint it as fast as she could say 'dog' in Tamil. I'm so restless at home. I want to start work soon. I need money. Fazli needs it. Show me the money!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115170651646907752?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115170651646907752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115170651646907752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115170651646907752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115170651646907752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-who-returned.html' title='The one who returned...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115152199937265983</id><published>2006-06-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T03:47:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one wif code Doraemon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/Image%28044%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/Image%28044%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shai on the last day of my dude of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6200018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6200018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner of war playing soccer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long week actually started from last Monday when I was selected to be the dude of the week on Ria 89.7Fm. I felt like I went to the Mediacorp studio almost every day. Rauzan, who accompanied me the whole week, said, "&lt;em&gt;Abg Fazli, its like we’re working here like that huh&lt;/em&gt;" and for a moment I agreed with him. The going there part is ok, but every time we wanted to head back, it was like we didn't want to. But thanks to Ali, Abg Sudirman and of course code Doraemon, I never really had problems going back home. Su's family had a freakin chalet going on the whole week too, and it was the best place to chill every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FreakyZ and Styles From Beyond @ Kidszone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the center of attraction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely kids, Faiz, Cha and Luqman... Faiz look similar to my brother, Firdaus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Mei Ling and Suzey Cheng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/CIMG1163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/CIMG1163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Should we attack or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/DSC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/DSC_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my chopstick leg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/DSC_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/DSC_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul Mystro and FreakyZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/DSC_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/DSC_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BS family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember some of the things that happened last week. I talked to Kak Shai for the first time on Monday, and surprisingly she was really fun to talk to. I thought she was a soft spoken person, but nahh. 5 girls were chosen to date me. Tuesday, was the soccer match. The aching part lasted through out the week btw. Wednesday, went to Ria for the 2nd get-to-know session. 3 girls were chosen to date me. Later that night, headed to Su's chalet for a BBQ session. Kicked a ball over to another house and had to do a little Mission Impossible move. Thursday, went to Dbl O for the R&amp;B playoff. Kak Shai called and I was on air through my handphone. She called Ali, Shera and Imran, to find out more about whom I really am and what I'm really like. Imran gave a shocking news on air, and I was stunned plus awkward. Friday after Hiphop Hookup, I brought all the friends I could to Ria and ended the dude of the week on a high note I must say. A girl won a date with me. Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiphop Hookup show was a success. Friday was a little sucky, because the level of crowd participation was kind of low and most of us didn't really know what we were suppose to do or how to do it. I woke up early Saturday to go to Zouk for the band rehearsal for Milkrun, which is end of this week btw, followed by the Kidszone show at Big Splash. The weather was so freakin hot, and when I did my set, I was sweating as if they had spotlights on. A fan gave me bag when I was performing, and I started trembling for awhile. That was freakin stressful. Kidszone was fun, and I enjoyed my set. Hiphop Hookup on Saturday was the shit ofcourse. Imran told me that I would play a small role in this show, but in the end, I was the host. &lt;em&gt;Pkm betul!&lt;/em&gt; The show started off with SFB and ended with my Same Woman Again. The audiences were amazing. I even had a family came up to me and said the show was superb and damn I was on cloud nine. Sunday, we changed a little bit here and there on the program and then we closed the three day event. I want to do that again if I can, someday. Sab came to watch me on Sunday and met my hiphop friends after a long time. I bet now she knows what we are like when all of us are laughing together. Saw familiar faces in the crowd on all the three days, thank you for you support. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those responsible for code Doraemon. Thank you Su for the hospitality at the chalet, Rauzan for accompanying me throughout the week, Imran for the freakin good news, friends who came down to support and Dear for coming down on Sunday. Love ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch Psykelecticz at Velvet Underground last night for the poetry slam and I don't know why I enjoyed myself. Haha! I'm freakin weird. It reminded me of the days when I performed there with Bless and Shino back then. I was struck with ideas all of the sudden when Psykelecticz were performing Poltergeist. Naufal looked at me said "&lt;em&gt;Ah ah! Dah start ah tu ape entah dia pikir&lt;/em&gt;" Haha! I can get so carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil is in quarter final. Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Superman Returns' opens today and I want to watch it badly. Superman &lt;em&gt;sia&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115152199937265983?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115152199937265983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115152199937265983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115152199937265983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115152199937265983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-wif-code-doraemon.html' title='The one wif code Doraemon...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115088657565424755</id><published>2006-06-21T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:42:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who played soccer..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I played soccer last night with the hiphopheads after like years of not doing it. I totally lost my stamina and I'm very &lt;em&gt;kekok&lt;/em&gt; with the ball. Haha! The other boys were very good k. I can't even run for like 5 minutes. Then they started calling me veteran player. I told them, give me 3 weeks, im'ma beat their asses off. Haha! Well, I can never be good at soccer. Now my whole body is aching like mad now, and I can't lift my leg up. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appeared live on radio on Monday. I'm Ria's Dude of the Week btw. It's kind of funny cause there are actually ladies who would wanna get to know FreakyZ. Some even said I sound sexy and cute on air. Can you believe it? Fazli aka Bangla aka Jendol is sexy? Haha! It was fun &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, but little stressful cause I have to go on a date with the one who wins me. Niwae if you like to hear my so-called sexy voice on air, you can tune in tonight at 11pm sharp. I'll be appearing tonight and also Friday night. Then on Saturday I'll have my show at Big Splash. Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please request for my song, Same Woman Again k. Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115088657565424755?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115088657565424755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115088657565424755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115088657565424755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115088657565424755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-who-played-soccer.html' title='The one who played soccer..'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115062243960278654</id><published>2006-06-18T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:33:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one wif the smart kid...</title><content type='html'>I forgot how it feels like to travel to Ngee Ann Poly till yesterday. It took me like an hour to reach there, and for a moment I was thinking to myself, how I met Yanti back then. Feeling long distance relationship. Haha! I had a long Saturday yesterday, especially when you don't sleep the night before, starting from an early morning rehearsal with the Pasir Ris Crest Secondary military band. Saw some other acts who would be performing at the event too, and I must say it was kinda weird actually. Haha! Niwae the event will be held at Zouk on 2nd July and I will update more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town after that to catch Sleeq and Richard in action at the Street Fest competition. They were very good, and it was in fact one of their best performances. Alyph's beat is just crazy. They won 2nd in the competition, but its all good, they are still my favourites. Then Yus and I walked around town for awhile to collect that free Gatsby facial foam. Well, he only wanted to check out this Eurasian chick actually. Met Ishaaq along the way and then we checked out the Glass Hall. The next Speakeasy held there is like next month, and I just can't wait to perform there. After that we went to Beach Rd to meet up with all the other Asone members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1060284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1060284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak Latiff and Md Zain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this stall at Beach Rd that sells drinks and desserts and the kid who took the customers order is very cute and smart. He talks so well, and he reminds me of Bak Latiff, a very well known young actor during P.Ramlee's time. He even sound like him and he talks to me like he knows me. Haha! Sometimes I wonder how kids connect to me and how easily I can make them like me. I like that part of me, but when they get all cranky and rowdy, I hate them. Haha! But I love kids lah, and that is probably one of the reasons why I'm performing at the Kidszone. I think I'm still a kid too, but I'm not Michael Jackson k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1060337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1060337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delicious cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1060338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1060338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesha session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1060358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1060358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apiz entertained my ass off the whole night... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P1060348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P1060348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes man... 24 hours of staying awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, the whole lot of us headed to Al-Majlis for a sheesha. Mok came by later with a cake and we celebrated Asone 6th year anniversary. The cake was freaking delicious and it has that ferrero rocher kinda taste. I had so much fun just sitting down and talking to them. I wish someday the whole lot of us could perform together on stage. Or the least we could do is, be friends till we grow old. I love them. Got back home early, for a Saturday, and I had a very good sleep indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning to find my room in a mess, and I had to clean it up a little bit. My aunt came by with my cousin. She looked at me, asked me how I am and she hugged me. I don't know why she did that, but that was very sweet. On a side note, during my younger days, I use to come by her place almost every weekend to play with my cousins, and she treats me like her own child. Sometimes even my cousin would get jealous of me, and we wanted to switch moms. Would love to now actually. Haha! My aunt cried and called me when she found out that I had a tumour. I couldn't hear what she said though because she was crying so badly. All I know is she loves me, a lot. Thank you Mak Besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem. I seldom call back missed calls. I like to sleep, and when I'm sleeping and there's a call, I won't be able to hear it because I always set my phone to beep and vibrate. I hate loud ringing tones. So if you can't get thru me, you can sms me. I read my smses, and I do reply them, unless it's forwarded or it's really unnecessary. If you don't believe me, you can check my freaking sent msgs box. I'm always on msn too. I read my emails everyday. Or if it's really important, you can call my house. There are a lot of ways to contact me. But this is one bad habit I've tried to change since last time, and I still have it. I'm still trying my best to change, but at any point of time if you're tired of trying to contact me, then you should stop. I will look for you. Bad habits shouldn't be the reason why friends quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been losses in some of my friend's life. We shouldn't mourn over things, but be strong and live life to the fullest. And love your love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on RIA 89.7fm tomorrow night, right after Rauzan appears live on Skoolz. So do tune in if you have time. Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115062243960278654?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115062243960278654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115062243960278654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115062243960278654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115062243960278654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-wif-smart-kid.html' title='The one wif the smart kid...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115030386981219867</id><published>2006-06-15T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:51:09.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one wif the military band...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/1600/Image%28041%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/400/Image%28041%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I had a practice at Pasir Ris Crest Secondary with the school military band for my upcoming show in July. I gave them my 'Its Still Hiphop' instrumental and they arranged it for a full band. It was fantastic. I cant wait to perform on stage with them. The music was almost the same as mine ok. It goes to show too that Fruity can be amazing. Niwae this show is on the 2nd of July, held at Zouk and I'll update with more information later this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Malek, is on the tuba btw. I bet he was like, "what the hell is my cousin calling himself FreakyZ?". Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115030386981219867?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115030386981219867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115030386981219867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115030386981219867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115030386981219867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-wif-military-band.html' title='The one wif the military band...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115024793833303033</id><published>2006-06-14T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T09:18:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who watches soccer...</title><content type='html'>I spend the whole day of my birthday with my dear Sab. It's been a long time since we spent some quality time together, and I was so happy that we got to do it again. We went to watch Cars, and Pixar is the best when it comes to animation, so they movie is super great. *two thumbs up* Fortunately, there's is no 'crying' part in this one, so I didn’t cry ok. We wanted to movie marathon at Tampines feeling conquering the whole day, but my dear Sab called Esa, and you know when girls meet, they can never stop talking. So we took a pass on the marathon, and settled down with a bubble tea story telling session. I had Spaghetti at Coffee Bean for dinner btw, and it's so freaking delicious. Now I feel like having one. Argh! Later when Esa headed back, I brought Sab to the place I used to chill out during the 'emo' days. Nah, I wont tell where it is, its secret. Hehe! I get to meet my dear, a Pixar movie, a pair of Giordano jean, dinner and bubble tea all for free. Yeay! Come on, it's my birthday; I like to be pampered sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting bout next week's performances at Esplanade. I just like the sound of it. 'Performing at Esplanade'. Sigh… It's like the coolest place to perform at, plus you get to bump into some hot chicks sometimes. Hehe! Niwae people, I have two shows on 3 days next week. I'll be performing at the Big Splash on the 24th, Saturday, 2pm – 6pm at this event called Kids Zone organized by RIA. Tickets are only $2 and it's sold at Muzika Records and I think probably at the door itself. Line up would be ME, Syed Azmir from Anugerah, Malaysian Idol runner-up, Dina and many more. There will also be a flea market managed by the flea queen of all time, Nadra. So do come down if you're free. Next, on the 23rd, 24th and 25th, this is Friday, Saturday and Sunday consecutively, I'll be performing at Esplanade. Time would be 6.30pm onwards. The event is called The Hiphop Hookup, and it's FREE! Just follow the sound and you will find me k. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, I do watch soccer k. But I only do it one month in 4 years, because I think only the World Cup make sense. And the only team I support since last time, 1994 to be exact, is Brazil. &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; - They play soccer with a lot of grace. &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - Romario was my freaking idol, but I suck at soccer btw. &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; - The Brazilian ladies, the fans usually, are so freaking hot k. Hehe! I subscribe to the World Cup channel because I wanted to attract Ali for soccer, but he also subscribes &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Shitze! Niwae missing him so much, I msn-ed him and we watched today's match together. Brazil wasn't that superb today, but they won anyway, so it's all good. I feel like 90 minutes is very short nowadays. Sab was all over Kaka, sigh, that's what all women do during soccer, checking out the hot guys. Haha! Niwae I feel like playing soccer &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, it's been so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK people, I wanna recommend you this movie so much. It will make you have goosebumps and if you are sensitive (like me), you will freaking cry with joy, because this movie is so sweet, like totally. Watch ‘My Date With Drew’. Seriously! It's really good. It's about this guy trying to date Drew Barrymore. If I were that guy, I would wanna meet Eminem in person and chill with him, showing off my Fruityloops skills. I would call it, ‘You Spoiled Me, White Trash’. Niwae you can check the website for this movie at &lt;a href="http://www.mydatewithdrew.com/"&gt;http://www.mydatewithdrew.com&lt;/a&gt;. This movie is brilliant, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to really start work. I can't wait to perform at Esplanade again. I can't wait to see for the next Brazil match. I can't wait to meet my dear again. Eh wait, I paid for the bubble tea &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;, but thanks dear for the wonderful day. Love u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115024793833303033?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115024793833303033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115024793833303033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115024793833303033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115024793833303033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-who-watches-soccer.html' title='The one who watches soccer...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-115005789618891870</id><published>2006-06-12T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T05:06:22.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one wif the mcdonald bdae party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i walked in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the games we played...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only liked the panic run part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drama... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imran harmonizing the birthday song... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a wish, and i blew my candles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my presents... yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/P6100130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/P6100130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much to all the people who made it possible... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 12th June 2006, I turn 22 years old and honestly I feel like I'm still 16. Hehe! Especially at the birthday party I had last Saturday. My hiphop or should I say BS family organized a surprise McDonald party. Banyak nye private function gig. Haha! We played games, and all of us were like small kids. That’s why I love some of my friends so much; cause no matter how old we are we always have that little child inside of us. Then I had Mc Spicy, Milo, and a birthday cake. Cake was freaking old school btw, haha, I don't know if they noticed it. Made a wish *Amin*, they sang a birthday song for me and I blew my candle. Then I had to give them each a happy meal box. Haha! It was bloody fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who made it possible. Thank you for the surprise. And thank you for the presents. Love them a lot. Su I know you’re the one behind the venue, cause I only told you bout my childhood dream. Haha! Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first year I get so many wishes from so many people. And the funny thing is so many of them wished me on Saturday because they thought that my birthday was on the same day as the party. And how the hell did u guys know bout the party? Haha! Next year, insyallah, I will organize a party, and then you guys come alright. We’ll have Mc Spicy, Milo and sheesha. Haha! Thank you so much people. Love ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all June babies, happy birthday!!! Candice, if you’re reading this, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to ME! Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps; To all the tag-ers, thank you too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-115005789618891870?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/115005789618891870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=115005789618891870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115005789618891870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/115005789618891870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-wif-mcdonald-bdae-party.html' title='The one wif the mcdonald bdae party...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114987700847797025</id><published>2006-06-10T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T06:47:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one before digicam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mebaby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mebaby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mebaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mebaby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;apa bak? sapa marah buntat buntat nani ni?&lt;/em&gt; hehe... my Nani likes to put a mould mark all over my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/me%26mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/me%26mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mecukur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mecukur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majlis cukur rambut (i dont know what they call it in english)... thats my dad btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mehanrul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mehanrul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 F - Fazli, Farhan and Fairul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mehome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my dad... take note of the old school TV and the hanging shell lamp... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meauto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meauto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never forget ur roots... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mebdae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mebdae2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite cousins, now all married or on the way to getting married... take note of the mee siam, the fruits and cake. we always have that back in those days during our birthdays. haha. things missing would be fried chicken and roti kirai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meairport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meairport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take note of the background... T1 airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/menani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/menani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the most lovable woman on earth, my grandma, Nani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meparade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meparade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marine parade arcade, haha, remember? probably one of the coolest place to go at that time... first time i tried viking, i vomitted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mefirstdayschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mefirstdayschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school... who's from nur kindergarden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mefirstperf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mefirstperf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first performance infront of so many audience... can u spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meikaaboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meikaaboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post performance pic with my cousins, Ika and Aboy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/menurkinder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/menurkinder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurkindergarden graduation... can u spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mesleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mesleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how i sleep till today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meperfpri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meperfpri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance at my primary school... song would be BAD by Micheal Jackson... and the piece of white paper on my pants is the lyrics... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/medikir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/medikir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dikir barat under the block or wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meatansamzul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meatansamzul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coolest express student from my batch... Atan, Zul and my bestbud Sam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/megrease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/megrease.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grease performance during my secondary school Speech Day held at Temasek Poly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meperfsec4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meperfsec4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the friends who never ignored my silly ideas of performances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mendp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mendp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days during NCC, NDP parade 1999...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meperfsec3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meperfsec3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last perfomance at secondary school, song would be Ronan Keating's 'When You Say Nothing At All' and The Corr's 'At Your Side'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meclass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my secondary school class, 4E5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/menatasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/menatasha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my sister, Natasha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/menazril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/menazril.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my brothers, Nazrin and Nazril...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/metoronto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/metoronto2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i touched snow... *sobbing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/medisney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/medisney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go there with you... insyallah we will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mepoly3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mepoly3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance at Temasek Poly for a Talentime competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mepoly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mepoly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post performance picture with friends who came to support...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a performance that changed my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/measone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/measone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first pic with the asone... not full squad tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/meclimb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/meclimb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was freakin fun, i miss rock climbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/mekero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/mekero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day i was warded in Singapore General Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hundreds of photos in my photo box, and I have no idea how to sort them out. There are so many memories in every photo. So many people I've met in my life. Some I still keep in contact and some I almost forget. Niwae I had nothing to do so I just scanned a few of them and I just want to share it with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could still have the toys I played with, the book I drew Mickey Mouse a lot times, my Micro Genius, my red BMX bike (that's freakin classic ok), my first pager and many more. Why do I throw them away? So stupid of me. But if I were to keep them, people would call me &lt;em&gt;karang guni&lt;/em&gt;. Hehe! There are a few things I keep nowadays, for sentimental values. You wont believe what I have in my boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be cool if we could take snapshots of everything we do for the first time, wouldn’t it? Then we’ll have a photo collection of ‘My First Time’. Cool &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, please keep all my family and friends save, especially my love ones. Thank you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114987700847797025?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114987700847797025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114987700847797025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114987700847797025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114987700847797025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-before-digicam.html' title='The one before digicam...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114945444994343687</id><published>2006-06-05T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:08:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who is in love with Siti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/1600/transkripsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/400/transkripsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously think that Siti Nurhaliza is the most beautiful Malay woman on earth. Not only she's beautiful, she has a great voice. I think she's bigger than Beyonce ok. She's like the Lataji of Malaysia, I mean talent wise. I was in a car when Siti's song was playing on radio, and I could tell it's her just by listening to her voice. She's unique. I could still remember her first performance on TV (Anuar Zain was a prop btw) and she could hit a high note and smile at the same time. Now that's skill ok. Hehe! Well, I'm not saying I'm her number one fan here, but so far I love all her music. And latest addition to my list would be her new single from her latest album 'Transkripsi', called &lt;em&gt;Siti Situ Sana Sini&lt;/em&gt;. Wicked track! You should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Same Woman Again&lt;/em&gt; had some request on Ria. Yeay! If you are an avid listener of Ria 89.7fm and you would like to hear my song, please request for it ok. Hehe! Thanks! And you should also request for Sleeq's track called &lt;em&gt;Pilihlah Aku&lt;/em&gt;. You will love it, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's a lot of things need to be done, and I know you are stress a little bit. I will help you as best as I could. Insyallah. Let's finish what we already started, and then let them say what they want. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114945444994343687?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114945444994343687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114945444994343687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114945444994343687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114945444994343687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-who-is-in-love-with-siti.html' title='The one who is in love with Siti...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114938490528572670</id><published>2006-06-04T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T09:40:18.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the strawberry cheesecake...</title><content type='html'>If I love someone so much, I wouldn't be afraid to tell it to anyone even though I know I cannot end up with her. I will stay true to my words, because I told you, 'I like you, a lot'. If I was afraid to speak, then every single time I say 'I like you' to a girl, it would be a lie right? Well, you are a liar. Good luck with your life &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday morning was stormed by messages from Lan informing me bout gigs and shows that is happening at different places. Guess what, he totally forgot bout mine. Niwae Speakeasy was fun, just like how it has always been. I love Earshot so much, but I finally feel happy bout moving to a new place now. I really want to make Speakeasy grow to a bigger monthly show, insyallah. I love the people who keep coming for the shows and also the friends who are always behind me when I'm hosting. Literally. Hehe! Candice came as promised. Thank you and you look super hot btw. Ainon too, who made an effort to come from Sentosa. But I couldn't talk much with a lot of people, cause I was so blur plus excited. Suzey bought a slice of strawberry cheesecake and we surprised Yus with a happy birthday song, courtesy of Rozie. Niwae I talked too much today. The show was fun &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Mc Spicy, sheesha, movie and loads of laughter. Saturday, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Yus and Aiman! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114938490528572670?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114938490528572670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114938490528572670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114938490528572670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114938490528572670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-with-strawberry-cheesecake.html' title='The one with the strawberry cheesecake...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114901680139995930</id><published>2006-05-31T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T03:28:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who looks like a girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/1600/Image(033).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/400/Image%28033%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I know why they say I look pretty, not handsome. I look like a butch in the picture. My pwetty eyes! Opps, hehe! I accompanied Sab on Monday to get her passport photo change. The freakin Immigration place was so pack. We had to wait like from number 7688 onwards, and our number was 8070. So that's like waiting for 382 people for their turns. Shitze! Then after that we walked to Bugis for a chicken rice dinner. Sab asked me, "How do you know we are walking on the right direction?" Hey its near Arab St, I can never get lost there right? Besides, I’m street smart. Hehe! &lt;em&gt;Eksen sia&lt;/em&gt;! Dear, you should know the directions more than me k. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for the IKEA near my place. I hope I'm still around Pasir Ris though cause my mom has thoughts of moving out. Now thinking of moving out makes me sad. I've stayed here for almost 11 years, but I do not have many friends nearby &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. But I like it here, the outside is more peaceful, than inside my own house. Haha! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Great World City just now (of all freakin cinemas) to watch X-Men III. Had a funny moment at a nasi padang store with Ali. Haha! Freakin expensive chicken. I'll tell you bout it when we meet k. Niwae X-Men was &lt;em&gt;gerek giler&lt;/em&gt; baby! I expected more action or at least a hidden character though, but the movie was all good. If you stayed till the end of the credits, you will see a hidden ending. I think they might have a sequel again, but sources say this is the last one. Freakin director playing games with my heart. But I really hope they will make the Wolverine spin off, it would be freakin cool k. Oh btw, I saw the new trailer for Superman! I really can't wait for the movie. And Kate Bosworth's smile is so... *melting*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114901680139995930?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114901680139995930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114901680139995930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114901680139995930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114901680139995930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-who-looks-like-girl.html' title='The one who looks like a girl...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114887687847148391</id><published>2006-05-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T12:29:24.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one that makes me jump like a motherf*****</title><content type='html'>I'm alright now. Feeling much better than last few days. Probably the worst day was Wednesday, cause my temperature was the highest, and I couldn’t even walk out of my room. Just lie down on the my bed the whole day. Had to eat though to get back the energy. Thursday night Su and Imran dragged me out to Changi to have a worthy supper. Nasi lemak! Yummy... Never knew it could taste that delicious. Omelette would be better though, but hell, thanks Su. After that meal, I got my appetite back, and now I'm eating like a pig again. Yeay! But I can’t get fat still! Argghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t wanna go out on the weekend, cause i was thinking of resting &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Had Mc Spicy twice on Saturday morning. Ali came over for a movie marathon. Saturday night was freaking cold. My legs almost came out the next morning i woke up. Hehe! Ali treated to pizzas, and we went out to meet some friends later. Well, I had a good rest and a good time. How was your weekend? Now I feel like eating Tom Yam Chicken and steamed Seabass chinese style. Slurps! I eat a lot k, you don’t know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae if u can hear my blog, it’s playing Arctic Monkey, and i love this song. It makes me jump up and down and go in front of mirror acting like I’m screaming, but I’m just opening up my mouth. You get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all the well wishes! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114887687847148391?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114887687847148391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114887687847148391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114887687847148391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114887687847148391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-that-makes-me-jump-like-motherf.html' title='The one that makes me jump like a motherf*****'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114831027068344594</id><published>2006-05-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:04:30.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one having high fever...</title><content type='html'>My temperature was 39.5 and i have no idea how i got this sick. My eyes feel like popping out now. I can’t sleep and food is tasteless. Looks like I’m gonna lose weight again. I hate it when I’m sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae Fila is gone. He left the house last 2 days ago, and in a few minutes only, he was gone. I miss him. I guess he took my mom's word so seriously. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114831027068344594?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114831027068344594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114831027068344594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114831027068344594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114831027068344594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-having-high-fever.html' title='The one having high fever...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114788071275756373</id><published>2006-05-20T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:36:53.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who went north...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are things in life I wanna be the first person knowing every single detail of it. Its not that i'm kaypoh, but I just wanna know cause i hate being the last person to know bout something. Its sucks. Some people tend to keep things away from someone, and i admit, somethings are better left unsaid. But if you were to tell it to someone, make sure you can really trust that person. Just an advice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever like watched a movie gazillion times and still laugh or cry with it? I don’t understand myself really. There are some movies that I can almost remember the whole script, but I still watch it like it’s the first time. Wish I could that with my relationships. Niwae, I have a thing for wacky animations, like Anamaniacs, Spongebob, etc... Cause they are like how my brain usually function, you see. And on top of that, having Imran, Salim, Su, Nad and the rest of the crew together, all of us have the same wittiness. Well, i'm the juniour one among them though. Went to Imran's crib on Thursday and had a DVD marathon with him, Su and Ali. We watched Down To Earth, which was damn funny, and Emperor's New Groove, which I've watched like so many times. But the jokes are still valid ok. Haha! I especially like the part where the big guy Kronk made his own movie theme during the attempt to murder the king. That was hilarious. Haha! If you haven’t watch it, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day, I had to go to Northland Secondary for a school to school program. Well, basically Beats Society &amp;amp; Music for Good gets invited to schools to talk bout making music, writing songs and performing live on stage. So this dude, Putra from Dual Flavaz, had to give a talk bout hiphop 101, and I had to come in later to talk bout stage presence. It was so damn fun. Well all I had to do was tell them bout what I do and what I do best. Haha! Niwae the students were so supportive and fun to be with. They even called me 'cher', short for a teacher. Cool k. Hehe! Well, I hope I get the chance to do it again. So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Totally Booked's last show, and Imran who was sick didn’t want to host it. So I did lah. It was so super fun k. I mean, at first I was kinda like blur, but then my devil from Speakeasy came up to me, and I managed to make people laugh at the library. How cool is that? Haha! We only had three acts, and we had like two hours to do it. So I had to like fill up the time with a lot of talking, questions and lame jokes, but hell, I did it man. The acts were really good too. Honestly, I can’t wait for the next Speakeasy, and I can’t wait for it to move to Glass Hall. I hope it’s gonna be great *cross finger*. Then I’m gonna host the show my way and evolve it into one of the best local gigs ever. Hehe! Insyallah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we young, when someone asked, what is your dream girl, guy and shit like that? Then we would list down a list of characteristics we want in that special someone. Well, if you were to ask me now, I would probably say, just someone I can click with and that’s all. And if a guy is funny, it does not mean he is nice. Take me for an example. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114788071275756373?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114788071275756373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114788071275756373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114788071275756373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114788071275756373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-who-went-north.html' title='The one who went north...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114769069735063778</id><published>2006-05-16T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T13:36:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who cries while he laugh...</title><content type='html'>I lost a friend to an accident last two nights. His name is Faizal Omar. He was a good friend of mine back in Temasek Polytechnic's time and being part of the Mendaks Clan, he was always around to make the laughter more meaningful. He would laugh till he cries and smack anyone beside him. Usually, he’s the audience but occasionally, he would crack up some crazy jokes too. He does have a great sense of humour. He would spurt out whatever he’s drinking while laughing, and usually it would be bandung, cause that’s his favourite drink. I would say Faizal is a tough person, because there was once he fell down from our bicycle trip to Mount Faber, and the fall was pretty scary. But he lived, with a chip of his front teeth broken. I could still remember once we had a huge quarrel bout friendship and the two of us cried; well I cried first. But that was then, when we were silly. Faizal is a nice guy. There are so many memories about him, even though for the past 2 years we have not been meeting up. He will be missed by many, and of course by me. Oh Allah, please bless his soul, and have a spot for him in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in shocked bout his death. I mean, it’s like a total slap on the face telling me to wake up. What if it was my close friends? What if it was my love ones? Or what if it was me? Anyone can die anytime. So I guess we should all not waste our time in life, live life to its fullest and treasure the moments we have. I guess, the saying is true; love makes a woman out of a girl, loss makes a man of out a boy. This loss definitely made me realise a lot of things. And I hope that this would be the last time I get a message bout a friend’s death. I want all of my friends to grow old first. Sometimes I ponder, why does it take a sad occasion for everyone to meet up? So people, make plans with your friends, and meet up anytime you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things in my life that I’ve always wanted to keep both side buttered, but I just cant. I hate the feeling I’m having now. I seriously don’t know what to do bout it. I don’t know if I even should give a damn bout it. I don’t want to be an ignorant person, who forgets people who have paved part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae I’m doing fine by the way. Let’s backdate a little bit. I was on RIA, which was so bloody fun. Fiza O is so hot. Sigh… Hehe! Then I was on WKRZ with Greta, which was fun too. I went to the Zoo, with the Asone peeps. Nothing that happening at the zoo, but it sure brings back a lot of memories. And the freakin lion is still so freakin lazy. I met Sha, with a shy hi and bye. Hi Sha!!! Hehe! Oh, Speakeasy was freakin fun. We had some mariachis in the house, haha, and the dudes were crazy on the guitar. Then last week I performed with The Pinholes. Tat was off the hook, and The Pinholes are crazy bunch of performers. Totally burned me on the set. Haha! I was introduced to a lot of nice people at the gig too. And not forgetting, I met Wei Wei. Woo hoo! Tat was so fun! Ali should know why. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the people who tuned in to the radio, ands thanks for tagging. Sayang korang! Niwae Jack, I’m half Indian and half arab with no idea what clan I’m from. I like my nose though, thanks. Haha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114769069735063778?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114769069735063778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114769069735063778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114769069735063778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114769069735063778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-who-cries-while-he-laugh.html' title='The one who cries while he laugh...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114555996241124201</id><published>2006-04-29T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:23:28.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who is 22...</title><content type='html'>My performance at Platform 6 was super happening. Work is the same thing everyday, kachang all the way. And I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear! May all ur wishes come true... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114555996241124201?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114555996241124201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114555996241124201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114555996241124201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114555996241124201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-is-22.html' title='The one who is 22...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114539288835520529</id><published>2006-04-18T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T04:42:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who dont know love...</title><content type='html'>I watched Eight Below just now and it’s a recommended movie by me. Very touching. I cried of course. Niwae I found a new way to sneak into the cinema, hehehe... I can’t wait to get my free tickets. Have to wait for so long. Jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 3 people asked me why I don’t have a girlfriend. Do I look like I need one? NO right. I'm doing fine without one, and I don’t want to fall for one so soon. Unless it’s ....... Hehe! Niwae I’m so busy with work; I don’t think I might have time for that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i dont know love anymore. I just wanna be happy for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days to finish April. Oh, I cant wait for May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114539288835520529?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114539288835520529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114539288835520529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114539288835520529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114539288835520529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-dont-know-love.html' title='The one who dont know love...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114521623379076311</id><published>2006-04-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:37:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who wants to find a better place...</title><content type='html'>Things are not going too well at home now. I hate it. One day it’s all good, the next day everything turns upside down. And it’s all because of the small things that are happening in the house. I wanna find a better place to stay. I want my own place. I wanna live in peace. Any lady who wants to marry, pls call asap. We'll buy a house, go to work and learn to love each other later. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its exactly one year since my dad talked to me. Last year, this month, a lot of bad things happen to me. April doesn’t seem to like me so much maybe. So much has happen since last year. I don’t know why people say and do mean things when they say they love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, Xstatix came over to my crib to record their song Teardrop, which will be part of my beats compilation later this year. Watching them really motivates me to move on with my music. Thank you guys. Later that night, we went to El-Sheikh and I taught them a new camera trick. Haha! It’s so funny when they find out new things play with. Watching Mok's tioman trip pictures made me miss genting beach. Once I can claim my leave, I’ll go there again for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday, 22nd April, I’m performing at Platform 6. I don’t know how many tickets are left, but the tickets are $10 per person inclusive of one drink free. The event is held at Dbl O, and doors open at 2pm. Pls do come and support the event if you’re free. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks you how you are, the nicest thing to do is ask them back. Don’t ask for free things, and if you get them at least say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nani, I miss you so much now. :’(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114521623379076311?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114521623379076311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114521623379076311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114521623379076311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114521623379076311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-wants-to-find-better-place.html' title='The one who wants to find a better place...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114478878493761541</id><published>2006-04-12T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T01:39:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who inspired me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/1600/proof.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/212/400/proof.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1973 - 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of my favourite rapper, and influence, died yesterday, from a gunshot. He was shot in the head and pronounced dead when he reached the hospital. Proof is a member of D12, and he was always around Eminem for performances as a hypeman. When i went to Kansas City to watch Eminem live, i was so excited to see all the other acts. Proof was really amazing on stage. During the set, he staged dive on the mosh pit. I was there ofcourse, so bloody excited bout everything that was going on. I will never forget that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came back to Singapore, inspired and all, i wanted to be a rap artist in the local scene. I didnt have any instrumental, and i was not into making beats at that time. So i managed to get my hands on one of Proof's crazy track, called 'Yzarc'. I looped it and it became one of my first rap song. I did a memorable set at Beats For Peace with that song. Everybody chanted my name along with the beat, cause i made them to do that. Hehe! I still have the live recording of it. That song was so important ok. It sparked off the funny part of FreakyZ. And thanks to Proof for the the inspirational track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I personally think Proof was the best in D12, with his husky voice and dope rhymes. He still the best to me and he will always be. I dont know why i'm feeling very sad when Rama told me bout the news of his death. But one thing is for sure, i listen to his music and he did influenced me on my songs. He has put Detroit on the hiphop map, and thats what i wanna do from now on. He will be missed definitely by alot of people all around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rest in peace, Proof. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114478878493761541?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114478878493761541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114478878493761541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114478878493761541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114478878493761541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-inspired-me.html' title='The one who inspired me...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114468982785984195</id><published>2006-04-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:30:38.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who made a wise decision...</title><content type='html'>Remember this, &lt;strong&gt;when one door closes another door opens&lt;/strong&gt;. This goes out to you, you, you and myself ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae i shouldnt give a damn anymore. Its just temporary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114468982785984195?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114468982785984195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114468982785984195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114468982785984195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114468982785984195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-made-wise-decision.html' title='The one who made a wise decision...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114397351169645830</id><published>2006-04-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T04:45:34.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who bought an alarm clock...</title><content type='html'>Two weeks passed just like that. &lt;em&gt;Haiz!&lt;/em&gt; Hehehe... I find the sighing thing funny, i dont know why. Niwae its been a very busy busy busy life for me. My shifts are as long as my sleep. I'm working at the kachang putih stall and i like it there. The only bad thing is that no one wants to work there, and i cant go for break everytime i work. Fortunately, starting from tommorrow, i'm seeing some light. Hehe... Now my roster is pretty relaxed, and there will be people to relief me for break. Yeay! I just miss spending time with some people and ofcourse my Nemo. Tat's the name of my PC btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant really remember what i did or who i met for the last few weeks. I remember there was Speakeasy. Like normal, i had loads of fun. I was late for the show btw, like 30 mins late. The performances were good. I just love my first Saturday of the month. I remember sheesha-ing at Al-Majlis with the Asone people plus Ishaaq, Imran and Ali. After tat, we went to Mustafa Centre. I got myself an alarm clock cause i still cant find a girlfriend and Ali got himself an old school talcum powder. I miss my Nani at that point of time. I remember bout my colleagues at work who found out bout FreakyZ, and most of them were shocked. Tat was bloody fun. I remember working till late night, and those lonely trips in the MRT. I remember, meetin different people at different places. I remember friends who came to my workplace to take picture with me in my kurta. Hehe... Thank you for your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog a whole lot of things bout why i'm kinda sad a few weeks back. But a very good friend of mine reminded me bout self-assurance, and i realised that it helps. I just need to tell myself, to shut the fuck up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to finish all the things i've started on or a long time overdue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114397351169645830?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114397351169645830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114397351169645830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114397351169645830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114397351169645830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-who-bought-alarm-clock.html' title='The one who bought an alarm clock...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114333298745384197</id><published>2006-03-26T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:12:22.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who wears kurta at work...</title><content type='html'>I bumped into Farah, my MRT squeeze again the other day. I was on my way to work, and she  alighted from the bus at the West Plaza. *melts* She's so bloody cute lah. &lt;em&gt;Takle tasyan&lt;/em&gt;. Oh, no i didnt ask for her number again, cos i didnt have the chance to. Hehe! If i see her again, maybe i would. Maybe when i have the courage to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae i've been busy working. The Cathay just officially opened to the public last Friday, and they were giving free tickets. So many people were there ofcourse. I'm stationed at the kachang puteh section, so now alot of people are calling me Baiya and Kachang Puteh Boy at work. Its just the indian touch in me &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. So my new initials would be KPB. Met a few friends and there were even some people who know me as FreakyZ. &lt;em&gt;Paisey&lt;/em&gt; k. All of them said that i'm cool and they like my stuff, which totally boosted my ego. Hehe! Working hours have been irregular, and i've worked more than i should per day, but work has been really fun. So no complaints. Oh by the way, my manager is looking for 30 more staff, full time or part time. So if u're interested, come down for interview k. But dont come down tomorrow, cos it the Gala premiere of Ice Age 2, so i bet my manager would be damn busy. And if u see me in my&lt;em&gt; kurta&lt;/em&gt; at the kachang puteh stall, dont laugh. Hehehe! Yes i'm wearing &lt;em&gt;kurta&lt;/em&gt; at work... Shut up! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog more later... I dont wanna be late for work. Take care people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; &lt;em&gt;Arlien&lt;/em&gt; or wat? Hehe... U forgot the &lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; dude. Niwae i miss alot of people, cant wait to see them this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114333298745384197?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114333298745384197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114333298745384197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114333298745384197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114333298745384197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-who-wears-kurta-at-work.html' title='The one who wears kurta at work...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11725202.post-114288383576419754</id><published>2006-03-20T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:43:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who is the popcorn boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/IMG_6964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/IMG_6964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time... Mosaic Festival... I look good in white actually... Hahaaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/640/IMG_6969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/96/1781/320/IMG_6969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cheeky Z...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my old skool friends last Saturday night at Fahmy's bbq pit, and to my surprise Sam was there till late night. Sam btw, is one of my best buddies in secondary school. He used to be the goody² type, but now he's like swearing openly. Haha! NS do change a man. Sam talked to me bout things he is worried about, for example, life, career and woman. And then he said i am very lucky to be exempted from NS. I objected of course, but after listening to his explanation, i realized tat i am really lucky. And on top of that, to be performing is the one thing i love so much. I am blessed, actually. &lt;em&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;. Niwae i had two bbq sessions last week, so fun k. But i prefer chalets more than the normal pits at the beach. Should get one during Platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Gerhana Skacinta last night, at the Mosiac festival. The music was fantastic. They have a lot of jazzy elements along with the normal ska tunes, and it was really² nice. The crowd was wild and crazy k. Phique came with a dress, and when it was time to go home, she looked like she was wearing a raincoat. Hehe! Everybody was sweating like mad dancing to the music. Managed to catch The Suns too, and i saw Patrick on stage. Sans had an arm injury so Pat and another dude was there to play for him. Pat was damn good on the guitar btw. I wish i could play live k, but it’s so difficult for the hiphop scene. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been really fun, and I’m selected to be the popcorn boy for the grand opening on 23rd March. If u come by the place, you would see my funny yet cute outfit which makes me look like M. Zain. Hehehe! Niwae there’s this really sweet girl at work k, she’s the theater executive and whenever she smiles… *melts* Hehe! She my squeeze now, so I will be motivated to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My totally busy week starts tomorrow, and I really can’t wait to see what’s in store for me. I hope i have time to finish up my work at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11725202-114288383576419754?l=fazlinasser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/feeds/114288383576419754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11725202&amp;postID=114288383576419754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114288383576419754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11725202/posts/default/114288383576419754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazlinasser.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-who-is-popcorn-boy.html' title='The one who is the popcorn boy...'/><author><name>Fazli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145702366388069357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a701.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_f953c36b02080fd4c0e99163b68ce3fc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
