<?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-10763789</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:50:27.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111967579430465776</id><published>2005-06-25T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:03:14.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shazli liked this song</title><content type='html'>"The Day You Went Away"&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 1]Well I wonder could it be&lt;br /&gt;When I was dreaming 'bout you baby&lt;br /&gt;You were dreaming of me&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, call me blind&lt;br /&gt;To still be suffering is stupid after all of this time&lt;br /&gt;[PRE-CHORUS 1]&lt;br /&gt;Did I lose my love to someone better&lt;br /&gt;And does she love you like I do&lt;br /&gt;I do, you know I really really do&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Well hey&lt;br /&gt;So much I need to say&lt;br /&gt;Been lonely since the day&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;So sad but true&lt;br /&gt;For me there's only you&lt;br /&gt;Been crying since the day&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 2]&lt;br /&gt;I remember date and time&lt;br /&gt;September twenty second&lt;br /&gt;Sunday twenty five after nine&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway with your case&lt;br /&gt;No longer shouting at each other&lt;br /&gt;There were tears on our faces&lt;br /&gt;[PRE-CHORUS 2]&lt;br /&gt;And we were letting go of something special&lt;br /&gt;Something we'll never have again&lt;br /&gt;I know, I guess I really really know&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;[PRE-CHORUS 1][&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;br /&gt;Why do we never know what we've got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;How could I carry on&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been missing you so much I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Been crying since the day&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;br /&gt;The day you went away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111967579430465776?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967579430465776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967579430465776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/06/shazli-liked-this-song.html' title='Shazli liked this song'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111967506373987085</id><published>2005-06-25T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:51:03.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect for the moment</title><content type='html'>THE BEATLES lyrics - "I Want To Hold Your Hand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oldielyrics.com/"&gt;www.OldieLyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'll tell you something&lt;br /&gt;I think you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;When I'll say that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your handI wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me be your man&lt;br /&gt;And please, say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll let me hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And when I touch you I feel happy&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;It's such a feeling that my love&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you've got that something&lt;br /&gt;I think you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;When I'll say that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And when I touch you I feel happy&lt;br /&gt;InsideIt's such a feeling that my love&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you've got that something&lt;br /&gt;I think you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;When I'll feel that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111967506373987085?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967506373987085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967506373987085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/06/perfect-for-moment.html' title='perfect for the moment'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111967446756723444</id><published>2005-06-25T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:41:07.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sTILL Hummin</title><content type='html'>LIONEL RICHIE lyrics - "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oldielyrics.com/"&gt;www.OldieLyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone with youInside my mind&lt;br /&gt;And in my dreams I've kissed your lips&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes see you&lt;br /&gt;Pass outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Hello!Is it me you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're all I've ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;And my arms are open wide&lt;br /&gt;Because you know just what to say&lt;br /&gt;And you know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you so much&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I long to see the sunlight in your hair&lt;br /&gt;And tell you time and time again&lt;br /&gt;How much I care&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow&lt;br /&gt;Hello!I've just got to let you know&lt;br /&gt;Because I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what you do&lt;br /&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Or is someone loving you?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to win your heart&lt;br /&gt;For I haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;But let me start by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Hello!Is it me you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Becuase I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what you do&lt;br /&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Or is someone loving you?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to win your heart&lt;br /&gt;For I haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;But let me start by saying I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111967446756723444?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967446756723444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967446756723444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/06/still-hummin.html' title='sTILL Hummin'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111967412523186894</id><published>2005-06-25T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:35:25.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things I am humming to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="Mona Lisa"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Words &amp;amp; music by J. Livingston - R. Evans)&lt;br /&gt;Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, man have named you&lt;br /&gt;You're so like the lady with the mystic smile&lt;br /&gt;Is it only 'cause you're lonely man have blamed you&lt;br /&gt;For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Or is it your way to hide a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;They just lie there and they die there&lt;br /&gt;Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art&lt;br /&gt;La la la la......&lt;br /&gt;For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Or is it your way to hide a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;They just lie there and they die there&lt;br /&gt;Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111967412523186894?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967412523186894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111967412523186894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-i-am-humming-to.html' title='things I am humming to.'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111630916493284840</id><published>2005-05-17T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:52:44.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPERT</title><content type='html'>The laptop crashed last night and I had to type my assignment for the 3rd time.Bright side is I am now a qualified expert of ground operations. Dong assignments over and over again does that to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111630916493284840?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111630916493284840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111630916493284840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111630916493284840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111630916493284840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/expert.html' title='EXPERT'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111621206668097286</id><published>2005-05-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:54:26.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground OP</title><content type='html'>Lotsa things to be done, looks like its gonna be a whole week of typing in fronta the damn monitor...&lt;em&gt;today is gonna be the day that the world is coming back to you.By now you should have somehow realize watcha gonna do. I dont believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now&lt;/em&gt;-cant remember who sang it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111621206668097286?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111621206668097286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111621206668097286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/ground-op.html' title='Ground OP'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111595027757695812</id><published>2005-05-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:11:17.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont feel like blogging</title><content type='html'>Lotsa probs suddenly coming outa nowhere,gotta handle em first&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111595027757695812?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111595027757695812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111595027757695812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-feel-like-blogging.html' title='I dont feel like blogging'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111588790981351605</id><published>2005-05-11T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:51:49.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Watched kingdom of heaven at Mid yesterday,Bloom could have acted better,honestly I think the whole thing is kinda cliched-war and all,wanted to watch XXX...actually the only thing that I want to watch is Mr and Mrs Smith but thats not until the 15th,just bout when my Homies at Sg Besi would have finished their exams,and when I woud be sweating studying for mine.But never fear-must never let them see me sweat,successfull OPs incorporated.Mr TTDI is down at home,pity the poor bugger,dont worry man,you are not going to die!!!IMS tis morning and will have presentation next week,RA till four and rished to the lab to William and the gang sweat over TCDS,which I had to go through yesterday,Andrews in fronta me,enjoying work&gt;I guess I am enjoying work too,just as long as it is practical and there are people that I can make jokes with.I can take that.Monts going to the Holy land tomorrow,gonna send him off to KLIA with William,could run to the airport if I want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111588790981351605?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111588790981351605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111588790981351605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111579412460279152</id><published>2005-05-10T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:48:44.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am hungry</title><content type='html'>Typical Wednesday.Aircraft Engineering in the morning.Almost done with final piece of metal.Egg drop project assembled.IMS cancelled-the non Muslims are jumping.Just finished Ground Op and CCC assignment.Wondering who on earth can lend me a CAAIP.Have to Copy the IMS workbook.MAS meeting at 1800,wonder what they have in store.Read Ground OPs while juggling between the TCDS and Winamp.Must adjust the playlist.Slightly tired but not so.Might be heading to Mid this eve,depends on Shamron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111579412460279152?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111579412460279152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111579412460279152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-hungry.html' title='I am hungry'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111569393926725361</id><published>2005-05-09T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:58:59.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg drop project</title><content type='html'>My goodness,this place is like 80 percent practical man!I mean have you ever seen pimp my ride on MTV?yeah yeaterday I went into a room just like its painting crib,kinda cool,all metal steel wall.And today we like have to find the TCDS for any aircraft,Nashmins dad BOUGHT an Eagle 150 Bravo and he like have the damn maintenance manual.his physics projects like a breeze,and we have to do the egg drop project next week,hoowweee,haha,apparently this is what kids in UK do in their primary school and we are liek lagging behind,hell better late then never.Just woke up in the morning singing la macha I am telling you,and I am supposed to be studying for the exams,how funny,haha,oh and rajiv was like "I dont care by hook or by crook on the 6th of June you will be going with me to Bangsar" ARGGGHHH!!!Heellllppp!!I am a good guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111569393926725361?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111569393926725361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111569393926725361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/egg-drop-project.html' title='Egg drop project'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111562787434349364</id><published>2005-05-09T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:37:54.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew isnt back</title><content type='html'>Apparently his uncle passed away and he has to stay in Ayer Tawar or something.Anyway for the past few days been up in Lumut,sadly didnt do the base run this time as I had other things to do,yeah right.Parents went overseas and they left yours truly with the keys to the beauty.Man....that was pure,hell I dont know what to say,the handling,the way the damn thing turns around corners without missing a beat,the purr of the engine,the lights (tak main la bawak siang siang).Ah and as usual,mom left me with nothing so I had to throw out whatevers in the fridge into the kuali,with not bad result if I can say so myself.Was feeling kinda good,drove down an I was like what the heck ,bought a bunch of DVDs and had a damn marathon,wooohooo.slept late woke up late,walked around the house,did some studying done(konon) and,bought orange juice and drank it like there was no tomorrow.Sunday came and Kak Alia sent me to the station,went down to Pudu and Berg,Mont,Esmy and Seman apparently wanted to go to this wedding in Shah Alam,so I went with em,and Mont was like had a lot to talk about so I decided against going back last night and they offered to rig me up here this morning instead.Tonight same routine,go down to Hassan and eat..hmmmm...I dunno yet.Class was superb,lots to laugh bout-guess I am back in business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111562787434349364?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111562787434349364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111562787434349364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/andrew-isnt-back.html' title='Andrew isnt back'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111518043893285046</id><published>2005-05-03T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:20:38.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost forgot</title><content type='html'>Andrew is such a nice guy la,yesterday after 6 days of absence and not seeing him,guess what did he ask as Rajiv enters the room?Not a hello, not a how do you do,but "eh anneh how do you convert quarts to gallons ar?",I was like ARRRRGGHGHHH,you CRAZy aviation freak!!haha.Aduh and the rest of the night he was asking me how to calculate the METO of the aircraft.Of course I taught him how,but the bugger keep coming up with new questions,haha,no offence dude,we all love you man,haha.rajiv rajiv just what are we going to do without andrew man?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111518043893285046?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111518043893285046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111518043893285046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111518043893285046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111518043893285046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/almost-forgot.html' title='almost forgot'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111517390960966463</id><published>2005-05-03T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T19:31:49.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>multi tasking</title><content type='html'>its a definite must in our world today,theres no such thing as concentrating on one thing at a certain time.The concept itself is almost absurd.I guess the most common multi tasking that we do today is smsing and doing something else,in fact, smsing and doing EVERYTHING else.Hahah,thank god I have one of the best sms buddies in the world,another future sms buddy is doing his spm,wait till he gets a cell.Anyway that monday I went to Hazels house,thought just dropped in but the parents insisted on staying for tea,and I thought..tea..oh ok..my friends were very sceptical,but it turned out her dad was ex air force,and there were four OPs over there,we just clicked,hahaha,boy we had a great time.Her mom was also really cool,gotta respect her for the achievements she made,LSE AND Harvard!!!Thanks hazel,your whole family rocks dude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111517390960966463?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111517390960966463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111509585891203426?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111509585891203426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111509585891203426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-in-miat.html' title='back in miat'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111491750320575400</id><published>2005-05-01T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T20:18:23.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Base run!!</title><content type='html'>Finally I did it,it was kinda tiring,its never the same when you are on the treadmill and when you are on the road.Anyway I was jogging down the coastline and I thought what the heck now that I am here I might just enjoy the sea breeze,so I stopped in my tracks and shuffled over to the side of the beach..and leaned against a tree and just looked at pangkor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a couple of pages of Materials,is there anything on earth that is more boring than corrosion?&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow have to go back already,damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one place to relax,my house is definitely it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111491750320575400?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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booze&lt;br /&gt;There's a bar in far bombay&lt;br /&gt;Come fly with me, we'll fly we'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Come fly with me, let's float down to peru&lt;br /&gt;In lama land, there's a one man band&lt;br /&gt;And he'll toot his flute for you&lt;br /&gt;Come fly with me, we'll float down in the blue&lt;br /&gt;Once i get you up there, where the air is rarefied&lt;br /&gt;We'll just glide, starry eyed&lt;br /&gt;Once i get you up there, i'll be holding you so near&lt;br /&gt;You may here, angels cheer - because were together&lt;br /&gt;Weather wise it's such a lovely day&lt;br /&gt;You just say the words, and we'll beat the birds&lt;br /&gt;Down to acapulco bay&lt;br /&gt;It's perfect, for a flying honeymoon - they say&lt;br /&gt;Come fly with me, we'll fly we'll fly away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111467979785919546?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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and jog some more and swim with my little brother and drive.Oh my god I want to drive.That silver German auto is just dying for me to press her accelerator pedal.She's a beauty.They say exams are coming up in the end of May..I was like-what exams?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111467821789237829?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111467821789237829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111467821789237829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/go-back-home.html' title='Go back home'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111466094401068524</id><published>2005-04-28T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:02:24.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come fly with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is it about sinatra that makes you want to listen to his song over and over again?I dont know,apparently the dude wasnt that bad looking either, he is kinda slick in his suit-know what I am saying?Rajiv was sayig like how come you grew up in the 90s and you listen to the 60s and 70s.Hell I dont know,I just do,aint that right Gaban?Oh and how can I forget my buddy peter,where together we sing Starry Starry night as we walked down the stairs to the DTT.Oh and Berg who digged The Wonders.The band that cultural night when we sang That Thing You Do.Right now I am singing Come fly with me every time I walk to class,its a happy life around here in MIAT,but thinking of what lies ahead.....damn if I aint lucky.Pack up Lets Fly Away!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111466094401068524?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111466094401068524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111466094401068524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/come-fly-with-me.html' title='Come fly with me'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111458866388865159</id><published>2005-04-27T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:57:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it about Korean flicks?</title><content type='html'>I dont know its just that they are nice to see.Doing my research on how I will get my ATPL part time (no one undertsands what I am writing) apparently have to go overseas to get it.But anyhow must get the LWTR first so I can shove the license to the flyboys face from Batu Berendam and LATC.So like SIT DOWN and SHUT UP.Muahahahaha,this guys dont know nothing.TCDS also dont know, I was like what the heck (no names here okay).Ashvin was going liek "so are the things that I say to you justified" "Yes Master" Hail Ashvin,the one whom they call Anneh.Things are good I guess, getting used to cutting loadsa metal,jacked the aircraft the day.Team 1 almost made the Cessna 310 down.They are doing the Cleanliness crap week campaign and they are saying that the students cant go back.How wrong they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111458866388865159?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111458866388865159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111458866388865159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-it-about-korean-flicks.html' title='What is it about Korean flicks?'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111457281447605955</id><published>2005-04-26T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:33:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why iPod?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stayed at berg's crib for the weekend,thanks dude,did some crazy stuff.Spent time at the gym(lurrrrrrve the treadmill,it is I,running freak they call me)anyway apart from that,Shrek came the first few days,went to Montels arwah parents punye tahlil,all OP's,shows that we have gained maturity in a sense.But what the hell I made a few jokes.Luckilly Montel took it lightly.Drove Nazars car to fetch Jas with Paskal,he tried to stir up a conversation but my mind was on the road.Sorry dude,anyway things went well and I went back to bergs crib with montel,had a long due chat,we chatted and chatted just like old days.That was nice.Some times guys just need to unwind and talk it out you know.Eats you up if you keep it inside.Anyway went back to bergs crib-again.Oh yeah we finally succeded in going for Friday prayers,after so long,at the MAS mosque,Montel naturally took the time for dadih and kebab before prayers.Went for Hartz chicken buffet in the night.RM15.30 just like old days,what the heck eh?On saturday tried to find out where the HELP inst debate is but ended up at the wrong place and changed plans to pick up Chap and Terk instead,who proceeded to treat us at Syed Subang.Chap was his old self,we still dont understand the words coming out of his mouth,actuarist to be eh old chap?charlie OPs sponsored to do a dinner at Hyatt Saujana Subang for 23 bucks per paxx,damn lucky,apparently Vanguards was the youngest batch around so the guys won a hamper just for being the youngest,jambu la konon,hahaha.aiyo this korean video clip so touching,can start crying meh.Where was I?Oh yeah.So we were like 10 guys watching the DVD at berg's house,had a movie marathon,Hitch(basic principles something something),Without A Paddle,and uh Anchorman (I love Scotch,scotchy scotchy scotch,here it goes down,down in my belly,hm hm hm),had a good laugh and slept late.Woke up Sunday and took Yap Poy back to Klang on Montels trusty Kancil,had breakfast with my buddy at Syed Shah Alam near Uitm.Went to Mid Val to replace my Swatch's battery and smelled some Tommy Hilfiger(too feminine a fragrance) didnt see Shanaz there,so sad.Went to Top Shop UM for some Patayya then headed back to MIAT a very tired man,helmet and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111457281447605955?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111457281447605955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111457281447605955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111457281447605955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111457281447605955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-ipod.html' title='Why iPod?'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111379056392093660</id><published>2005-04-18T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:16:03.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah</title><content type='html'>Stealling my MNP time to do tis blog,huahaha, wah I dont even know why I am so commited to this stuff.Hmm, after 4 years of intensive military training I find it hard to resist cutting my hair every time I think it is a &lt;em&gt;bit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;.Even a bit also I still have to cut.wah dont know why I feel so happy.Got quiz this evening also I still feel happy.Positive energy just shinig from me.Maybe it's because I had enough sleep last night.Waahahaha I am so happy and I dont even know why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111379056392093660?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111379056392093660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>William got in an accident yesterday,I told him not to bring the Kriss lelaju, skarang tengok ape dah jadi,but RMC boys will be RMC boys, tangan covered with blood siap boleh gelak lagi time call mintak orang tolong pick up kat highway.Masuk dalam longkang,said he didnt see the damn drain,macha macha tsk tsk....and being in the mood of neighbourlyhood we plucked the flowers on the side of the building and brouht it to his room.The only thing I said when I met him was "Padan muke kau, sape suruh bawak lelaju?" and he laughed, as usual, his hand kinda out jugak la, all superficial wounds, nothing serious, but still he got two days MC, lucky bugger. Sigh.  This computer will do something funny when I press the ENTER key, it will like go back to the previous page, and uh the Tab key aint really working so I am just like typing in long sentences.Huh, played Red Alert last night and watched the match between Juventus and Liverpool, but wasnt really concentrating cause of the match the day before.What is it about Chelsea? And when the hell someone is going to snipe Drogba, I mean he is a nuinsance to the other teams, he always scores..uggggh...and this evening I got some Physics quiz to do, been studying the whle week and the week before, fuh, Ayap agak kagum gak la with my consistency, bangun je terus bukak Weight and Balance Instructors Notes.OPs lead the way. This evening have to go to the workshop and ketuk Azrie's bike,maybe get a haircut while I am at it, weekend is almost here, after the Physics paper this evening it will be complete, wow time moves really fast when you have lots of things to do...and I need to buy just another shirt...hmmm..wow this is fun,you feel invincible when there is cash in your wallet....or should I spend it on the kids?...Question of ethics and selfishness, I think they have boxing this weekend, that will be fun to watch..in the red corner..Wah..got quiz also still have time to do a blog ar?Okay dudes gotta run..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111345291790409656?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111345291790409656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111345291790409656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111345291790409656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111345291790409656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay.html' title='okay..'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111336111146842539</id><published>2005-04-13T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:58:31.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe that's what I have been missing all this while.Was looking at friendster picture just now and I guess I just need to smell the sea air and maybe go eat at the pasar or something.Its just one of those places that will never change regardless of how many times you return to it, except for a few tourism orientated developments here and there.Apart from that my good old Lumut is still looking the same way it did since I was born. Just nice to have something to fall back to you know? All this self blaming isn't good for my confidence and that can be very detiorating to a guy- what is a guy without confidence?He is a humble guy true, but that doesnt work around people like me.Been a while since I did a base run (I keep telling myself I will-but..well you know how you seem so lazy at times)...and maybe just a few laps in the pool, all I get to do around here is jog.Yeah..that will be good, but I will feel so god damn lazy to come back down here, and go back to Sentral and then o MIAT and that stupid ride along that road which has no lights.Aviation industry indeed.Then have to do the stupid assignment on the laptop**groan**.When you are where I am, its hard to call up on your batch and gather at one place cause we all are really busy at really different places.That's what happens I guess. Fininshed AEP just now, still have some of the rust stuck on my pants.Oh yeah I have to do the damn laundry.....Kuven Kuven...tsk tsk tsk...look what the Aussies had done to you....oh well the Navy could always use another able bodied guy I guess..the thing about the Armed Forces is their pay sucks, I can surely testify to that, but when you are in the right place and at the right time, and &lt;strong&gt;especially&lt;/strong&gt; if you are in the &lt;strong&gt;Navy&lt;/strong&gt; you will get an experience that no other service branch may offer. You also get a house overlooking Pangkor..nice...You see, the thing with humans, especially these creatures called men, is that they never want to lose.&lt;strong&gt;Ever.&lt;/strong&gt; Regardless of whatever means that they do&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;.Logic just dont come into play. OK,I gotta go and put a smile on the face of a 32 year old mom with 5 kids.**shakes head**charm knows no boundaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111336111146842539?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111336111146842539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111336111146842539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/lumut.html' title='Lumut'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111328352896109094</id><published>2005-04-12T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:25:28.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dont get it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I dont mind them losing, never did, for christ sake if it was winning that I was looking for I would have left them long ago, but the truth is I love these guys like my own blood brothers-especially him, and for that I dont care what it takes to see them smile.  I dont care if they lose or they have done something stupid or failed their exams. I dont care, I want to see them everytime and everyday if it was possible but things are just not as simple as that. and I was cool about the whole thing after the verdict was given. But if there is one thing on earth that I cant bear to see..... is to see him sad....he was sitting on this chair and didnt look up. His whole body was slumped.... There was just something about that that I could not stand...I dont &lt;em&gt;have the heart&lt;/em&gt; to see him like that...I wish I can tell him there and then that it is okay but I know he would have just stared down and dont look up and even if he did he wouldnt be really listening to you..but it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; unfair to him to have lost.7-2 some more, I was like what the heck. &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; dont mind losing if he doesnt, but if he is sad then &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;am sad, I myself was shocked as to why that emotion came. Heck I didnt think it showed but everyone noticed it. Mam Shanaz even predicted correctly what happened next. He wants to handles things that he believes he can handle and he is excellent at  that, but when he slips, he just beats himself up about it, that's just him. I dont blame him for being so. Wanted to tell him I was leaving, that it's ok and I aint upset but he was surrounded by so many people, decided to leave a message and leave quietly instead.Must be thinking that I'm a jerk.The guy who never says goodbye. Doesn't trust me anymore.Who can blame him.No one does.He aint the only person that said that. He has enough things on his mind already without needing to see my face. You know how sometimes you feel like a piece of extra luggage that no one wanted to bring but had to? I dont even know what the heck I should say to him at that time.To smile would be to lie but to be sad would be de motivating. To tell that everything will be alright will be unjust but to tell that they wont isnt really true either.To say nothing would give a wrong impression but to say something wouldnt do much good.I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; how he feels.Sigh...I need to sleep, two days in a row of Nilai-Gombak commuting,toll fees and fuel, no proper meal (the only time I get to talk to him are the lunch breaks-I didnt want my mouth to be full), slept at 5 wake up at 7 went to class, 1230h class finished and  went to Gombak, and oh what the heck, who reads this anyway.Damn classes.I need to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111328352896109094?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111328352896109094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111328352896109094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I just dont get it'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111296872765395943</id><published>2005-04-08T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:58:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drogba should die</title><content type='html'>Huh, just went through flight international dot com, too many vacancies for pilots, I mean liek obviously, its like, as we grow older ots only natural that there will be more cars on the road kan? There fore we need more drivers. Never mind, driver pun driver la, &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; driver can drive the damn thing &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;fix it and he know how to calculate too,&lt;br /&gt;Co Pilots for 737-300..nope&lt;br /&gt;Chief Pilots for A330..nope&lt;br /&gt;Chinook mechanics..hell no&lt;br /&gt;Sale administrator?How the heck did that get in there?&lt;br /&gt;Seth is getting a little bit restless watching the monitor for too long, hei macam mane nak jadi pilot ni?ish ish ish, bantai you kena fly pergi LAX 16 hours?Jawab seth jawab!!&lt;br /&gt;Really dont have time to read anything nowadays, left my Exec Orders in Williams wardrobe, heck i prefer watching football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO HELL WITH CHELSEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will somebody please kill Drogba already..&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind meine Bayern komraden, eine spielien is left in our liebe Munchen.&lt;br /&gt;Ballacks a national hero, and so is that other guy whose name I couldn't really pronounce, let alone type, and I am suppose to be the guy that teaches deutsch.&lt;br /&gt;Shame on you Farisman.&lt;br /&gt;Drogba must die.&lt;br /&gt;Cole must die.&lt;br /&gt;Lampard must die twice.&lt;br /&gt;Ballack should be given a free ticket to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I am so emotional when it comes to Bayern,ever sice I got that BMFK pencil box in the flormarkt in Hamburg I just fell in love with the red and the blue.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I fell in love with the German national team as well, I was like the only Germany supporter in the RMC mess tanggal Malam Brazil went against Germany-World Cup Finals la.&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik I wasn't wearing my Germany Jersey,sayur kena pukul malam tu.&lt;br /&gt;Wee siap bawak flag Brazil some more.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about ardent fans..&lt;br /&gt;But we will see who will win in the next world cup.&lt;br /&gt;The former champions on their own turf..hehe&lt;br /&gt;And Oliver Kahn is like the best keeper on earth.&lt;br /&gt;But I was covering my face when I went to class Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;4-2??!!! Malu siot!! mane nak letak muke ni?&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind we will make it.&lt;br /&gt;Love the way Hitler put it.&lt;br /&gt;Either we be the best or we dont exist at all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heill Deutschland!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111296872765395943?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111296872765395943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111296872765395943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111296872765395943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111296872765395943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/drogba-should-die.html' title='Drogba should die'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111296590995991141</id><published>2005-04-08T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:11:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dream team</title><content type='html'>I dont know why nowadays I see him I am always tired, maybe it's because it is at the end of the day, I really wish I could be joyous and cheerful, dont want him to think that I dont want to be there in front of him. Of course I want to see my best friend! But fatigue just catches up with me, especially in the night.Getting old getting old, tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Well the other night I slept at Peter's place but the streamyx there was kinda kaputt (that's a German word by the way, just read the dict at Pete's place), tried to get some blogger in but was kinda frustrated things turned up like, your blog wasnt published or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that I am here, alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to RMC last night and met the guys, there were so excited, heck that aint gonna last long, I will stick around a little longer, let's just see how excited they will be when they see me for the whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I am &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; tired.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OU just now for the first time, desperately needed to upgrade my wardrobe, so asked Peter along for a second opinion, not bad not bad, got some Gloves and uh... some brand I am not really familiar with. Fuhh, that was the first time I shopped man, Peter was all cool and like I have done this before,sheesh Petronas scholars, rich buggers haha lek lek Pete, I know you are reading this, thanks for the assistance man, you are the best! That's coming from Seth too.&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days eh Pete?&lt;br /&gt;Remember the times when me,him and William will wake up at 5 (very early for RMC seniors standards) and drag ourselves to class to study..William nudging off every now and then before we all came to a unanimous decision to stop this nonsense and go back to our beds.&lt;br /&gt;At night we will take the markers William and you bought at Pudu in the morning and use the damn wardrobe as our white board cause we didn't have enough money to buy one then (isk isk). And we will go on Saturdays. And Fridays. And every day that you dont have to go down for athletics or Macha to rugby or that one incident where you both were in the boxing finals and I wasn't. Thank god I was the MC (two years in a row beb =] ) so I win over you guys. You guys only enter the ring once, I get to enter it&lt;strong&gt; everytime&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then it just kinda stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I remember holding a council-the &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; team council- and asked "are you willing to sacrifice your future based on the progress of this group?".You said a firm no, William nodded, which is about the only thing that he does those days.Nodding in agreement,nodding off approval to beat up someone, nodding at ragging, nodding off in class...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh (a content sigh that is-like after you drink a box of Good Day orange juice).&lt;br /&gt;We did pretty well for ourselves eh? Give yourself a toast man.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god...I didn't know she was in my friendster...oh my god...la..no wonder I couldnt recognise her, when she doesnt wear specs she looks different..ya rabbi....(deep in thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? oh yeah the dream team.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a great team.&lt;br /&gt;Damn is she pretty or what? (cant concentrate already,damn testosterones!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok okay, well I am in the CC and seth is sitting beside me, the guy passed his damn psychometer, congrats dude, welcome on board.&lt;br /&gt;My path is going to be a little diverted than yours, I will take my ATPL after I secure my LWTR and MBA, heck it aint going to be that long, and I still get to wear the damn balck suit so I aint really eager to hold the yoke, we leave all that company promotion stuff to the pretty flyboys. I prefer sawing off metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn aint she pretty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111296590995991141?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111296590995991141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111296590995991141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111296590995991141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111296590995991141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/dream-team.html' title='The dream team'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111292901411042020</id><published>2005-04-08T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T19:56:54.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out my font</title><content type='html'>If what I saw last night was the future of RMC debate team,&lt;br /&gt;Then I like what I see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111292901411042020?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111292901411042020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111292901411042020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111292901411042020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111292901411042020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/trying-out-my-font.html' title='Trying out my font'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111292997661646055</id><published>2005-04-07T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:12:56.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter rocks</title><content type='html'>Yes he does and so is the green company that is &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;supporting him,you rock dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Used to have a 'dream team' study group with this guy, me, him and William going to class at 5 in the morning ( by RMC standards that is &lt;em&gt;way &lt;/em&gt;early ) and we were like so damn drowsy...and like while Peter was on the board William will doze off and we have to wake him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Writing notes on the wardrobe surfaces in our bunks cos we didnt ave the money to buy a proper board then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those who know,they know where we end up =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Those days, I laugh when I remember them but sometimes it is kinda sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like when to RMC to see the guys last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They dont realise that after this year,they are not going to see some of the people that they are seeing now for the rest of their lives,thanks Pete for the insight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But as for now, to the dream team-I salute you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111292997661646055?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111275813847146622</id><published>2005-04-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T20:28:58.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Vandross and Sinatra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont you just love Vandross?..Buy me a rose..Call me from work..Open a door for me what can it hurt..Tell me you love me by the look in your eyes...These are the little things I need the lost in my life...haha...sad that the generation nowadays arent listening to those kinda songs anymore.Its really soothing and relaxing,once in a while you gotta get away from all that G's in the dance floor you know?Not that I am not into all kinds of music, but prefer smooth songs.Hats off to Sinatra,at least two of his songs are heavily associated with aviation,Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars, let me see how spring is like on Jupiter and Mars,in other words, hold my hand,in other words, let me kiss you,fill my heart with songs and let me sing forever more, you are all I long for all I worship, in the dark, in other words, please be true,in other words I love you,hohoh &lt;em&gt;thats &lt;/em&gt;something to sing to the stewardess.13,000feet on the air I will &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; go beyond expectations,haha.Damn I am hungry,gotta go eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111275813847146622?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111275813847146622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111275813847146622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-vandross-and-sinatra.html' title='On Vandross and Sinatra'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111228236701951899</id><published>2005-03-31T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:19:27.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday..</title><content type='html'>One of this days I am going to use my free ticket and just fly off to Manhattan without telling anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will touch down and flag one of their yellow cabs.&lt;br /&gt;Ask the cabbie to take me to the best place to have a drink,&lt;br /&gt;preferably a club,doesn't matter where but THERE HAS TO BE SOMEONE PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE...&lt;br /&gt;I will order a drink...&lt;br /&gt;sit myself in a corner...&lt;br /&gt;And just listen to the music whole night long...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have to bring William along,&lt;br /&gt;He's okay I guess,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should go to Vegas eh?,but by the time I will be able to do all that stuff,hell it aint gonna be that long but 3 years does seem to be a long time for some people,anyway,when that time comes most of the singers that I want to listen to are dead anyway,lets hope Paul Anka takes his pills.&lt;br /&gt;Sinatra,Williams,Cobain(huh?)&lt;br /&gt;Dead.Dead.Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111228236701951899?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111228236701951899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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IT?</title><content type='html'>Someone enliken me to Bob The Builder.Lol.Danke,sis.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..who the hell,in their right mind,would eliminate Nicole?I was going like..NOOOOO..and of course naturally,William,Alvin,Sugath and the rest were laughing behind me.I mean like,hell if she aint a looker-I dont know who is.&lt;br /&gt;"You got a bad taste dude" Said William,&lt;br /&gt;Lantakla..&lt;br /&gt;Rambut sama hitam,hati lain-lain...&lt;br /&gt;Guys were going like Norelle is so cute,hmm okay la...&lt;br /&gt;But I prefer someone more berisi you know?Kinda scared of gals that are too thin,like they are going to scratch your face or something*shivers*.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,somewhere else around the world..&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my mom wanted to go on board the first class seats that MAS published in the papers,I was damn scared when I saw that advertisement,how the hell did they pay for it?&lt;br /&gt;Open one page you see a strawberry picture.&lt;br /&gt;Then they are going to say:Surprisingly,the best place on earth something something is not on earth...yeah right..&lt;br /&gt;But I love the A380 advertisementla..&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about dreams is that they are possible(saxophone in the background)..&lt;br /&gt;dam..dam dam dam..dara daram daram dam.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,thats ENGINEERS wearing the white labcoats.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Eh peter where the heck are you?&lt;br /&gt;So quiet....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111214814896869132?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111214814896869132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111214814896869132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111214814896869132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111214814896869132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/shoutingcan-we-fix-it.html' title='*Shouting*CAN WE FIX IT?'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111206925346280327</id><published>2005-03-29T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:07:33.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dey Andrew</title><content type='html'>She is SOOOOOOOO DAMN GORGEOUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Good lord,hail mary!!&lt;br /&gt;Santa MAria!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ha to all you peeps put there who think I only care about looks you better think again.Huh.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Irv-showed me true beauty you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111206925346280327?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111206925346280327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111206925346280327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111206925346280327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111206925346280327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/dey-andrew.html' title='Dey Andrew'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111198514813458150</id><published>2005-03-27T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T20:45:48.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up</title><content type='html'>I will never understand women.Rajiv said you will go crazy trying.Lol.Tell me about it...sigh...1 second they are all cool and the second everyone's calling me a damn MCP(mam mam tsk tsk).Anyway the whole nation is starting to rain-thank god.Hey I mean you guys are like taking up all the hotspots in various industries,hats off to you,but that doesnt mean that guys arent entitled to a bit of ego now and then right?Just as you are.Let's live in a harmonious world where children play in the lawn with no worries.Assignments here and there,international relations,aircraft specs,and my second most hated subject on earth-islamic studies.Sigh.Why do I even bother?Hoh,went to score some water polo with the team the other day,damn that felt good,the guys persuaded me to get into the pool so I was like-what the heck.Felt good-really did,shouting and all,guys played with damp spirits initially but things perked up with jokes and encouragement.From none other then their retired coach-your sincerely,hehe.William tengok Sepet semalam pressure,haha,lek macha,kochikitilya?Sorry macha.Went back from Lumut and had Andrew sitting beside me from Ayer Tawar(of all people) and the bugger took out his notes and started asking me physic question,I was like-dude..we just finished the damn exams!!!But we need you la andrew all the same,couldnt have passed without you.Went to Sentral McD,where else?And drained whatever we could.....good to be back in a sense,just as long as the servers on and the laptop's working I am content enough.Kayla dudes,see you in a bit,LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111198514813458150?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111198514813458150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111198514813458150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111198514813458150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111198514813458150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/shut-up.html' title='shut up'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111036315259799769</id><published>2005-03-09T02:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T02:12:32.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>goddddammit,I am ruining my own damn life,this morning nasib baik paper human factor senang gile kalo tak,as for the english paper,I have never liked the teacher anyway..&lt;br /&gt;esok ade last paper,MNC-aircraft naterials,the last enemy is the biggest one..&lt;br /&gt;and then got that stupid camp..&lt;br /&gt;tak tau nak pergi ke tak...&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should buy one of those MC tipu..&lt;br /&gt;screw ethics,I need my vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111036315259799769?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111036315259799769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111036315259799769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111036315259799769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111036315259799769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post_09.html' title='?'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111036303039374260</id><published>2005-03-09T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T02:10:30.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111036303039374260?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111036303039374260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111036303039374260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111036303039374260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111036303039374260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111025735349895580</id><published>2005-03-07T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:49:13.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post spm blues</title><content type='html'>honestly,just how many of us get out of the exam hall after the final paper and know what we are going to do?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the guys I asked didnt know,some still dont..&lt;br /&gt;So thus it is very important to have a dream..&lt;br /&gt;I am not exactly doing mine,but I am getting there.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay if you dont want to be a doctor,or an engineer or a pharmacist(almost got chucked there)..&lt;br /&gt;But really guys..do your dream,you might not get paid rich,you might not get your beemer,but you are doing your dream.&lt;br /&gt;Was it socrates?&lt;br /&gt;"Do something you love and you will never have to work a single day of your life"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111025735349895580?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111025735349895580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111025735349895580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025735349895580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025735349895580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/post-spm-blues.html' title='post spm blues'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111025601459476185</id><published>2005-03-07T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:26:54.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with rajiv</title><content type='html'>rajiv is also my room mate&lt;br /&gt;he talks alot for a 19 year old-he likes touching on stuff like CIA,um...conversations with god...those kinda stuff..you know what maybe I should write him a testi..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah spm results comin up for the 04 ers&lt;br /&gt;good luck dudes and duddettes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111025601459476185?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111025601459476185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111025601459476185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025601459476185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025601459476185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-with-rajiv.html' title='life with rajiv'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-111025078763192112</id><published>2005-03-07T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:59:47.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with andrew</title><content type='html'>just finished aircraft engineering paper..&lt;br /&gt;andrew gave me some keropok the other day..&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;hello..(dah takde benda nak cakap)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-111025078763192112?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/111025078763192112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=111025078763192112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025078763192112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/111025078763192112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-with-andrew_07.html' title='life with andrew'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110990899823403975</id><published>2005-03-03T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:03:18.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with andrew</title><content type='html'>he aint here,hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;yesterday talked to ashvin&lt;br /&gt;MAS LAEs get the BLACK SUITS!!!!YAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hungry,sapedek macha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110990899823403975?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110990899823403975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110990899823403975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110990899823403975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110990899823403975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-with-andrew_03.html' title='life with andrew'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110982681856719343</id><published>2005-03-02T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:13:38.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with andrew</title><content type='html'>andrew is sitting beside me in the library&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110982681856719343?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110966936563590161</id><published>2005-03-01T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T01:29:25.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with andrew</title><content type='html'>he is very nice and strange&lt;br /&gt;yesterday die selambe pergi sound senior bunyi bising kat bilik sebelah,lek lek je&lt;br /&gt;habis sume ayat tak elok kuar le....&lt;br /&gt;four letter words...&lt;br /&gt;ish ish ish&lt;br /&gt;andrew is full of surprises&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110966936563590161?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110966936563590161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>life with andrew</title><content type='html'>andrew is my room mate,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110955942345080508?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110955942345080508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110955942345080508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110955942345080508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110955942345080508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-with-andrew.html' title='life with andrew'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110930025861804080</id><published>2005-02-24T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T18:57:38.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I am staying back</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming up in a week,good lord,we are like sitting ducks&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE has studied-----NO ONE-----&lt;br /&gt;We are just like go to class in the morning and talk crap with the instructors,get our hands cut in the workshops-go back and sleep and complain about how pricey the food is and when on earth are we moving to Subang,if we are moving at all.And we wake up the next day just to do the same thing again-and the seniors say we shouldnt worry bout our exams(which we arent) and we go around and go clubbing and listening to club hits and pretend as if we are at the urban centre of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the air cond is working&lt;br /&gt;I mean there comes a part in life where evrything that you do is just too routine and you get bored easily,you want to differ your routine but you cant because numero uno-you want to save money and number zwei says that whats the point of having fun when you will end up being bored at the end of the day-its like why you wantt o wake up when you will end up sleeping in bed again.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad will say"kalo nak pikir macam tu tak payah hidup lagi bagus"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah dad I kinda agree with you,honestly I dont know what I am living for,this place is slowly killing me,I can feel it and so can others.Its not boredom-that can be cured,its a sense of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;There isnt anything after this,there shall be no more enjoyment to life&lt;br /&gt;I have lost all enthusiam to read novels,lost my interests in comics,lost the need to be in constant contact with human beings,I have lost the urge to satisfy my own needs,all the clubs seem to look the same,lost the sense of direction,I dont see the need for a mobile phone-get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;People ask why do others commit suicide,well what do you want to do in life-when there is nothing to be done? Sure-to fall down the cliff is insane,but what if there is nothing behind you?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am talking crap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110930025861804080?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110930025861804080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110930025861804080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110930025861804080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110930025861804080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/02/one-where-i-am-staying-back.html' title='The one where I am staying back'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110921172717330160</id><published>2005-02-23T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:22:07.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I went to the workshop</title><content type='html'>My hands are daaaaaammmmn tired aiyoo..&lt;br /&gt;Its like everyting wants to fall apart,we were doing MNC just now and we had to do safety wires and we had to twist teh damn wires over and over again until all the words outa my mouth were f#%*!!I was cursing like hell just now but nobody seems to notice because they were all cursing too.Haha,and people were going around telling-heck anything's better than this there has gotta be a better way to make a living,hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind la,now my muscles are feeble and weak after post RMC-but you wait till we go into more workshops and turn more wires,haha then you will see all the biceps and triceps starting to bulge out,then I can go to the beach and play volleyball with my shorts-not that I am not doing that now.&lt;br /&gt;Watched My Sassy Girl last night on Wongs lappie,good lord that was THE movie that changed my perception on romance totally-like everything that I know bout love originated from the movie,although there girl was a literal definition of girlfriend from hell.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking abreal now and after this I will go back to the shop-sigh-this is definitely not the course that I want my brother to take,let alone my sis,Its a guys place and uh heck cant bear to see them suffer la,but I love cursing and feeling the sweat runs through my body-its like working and excercising on the same time-no wonder Aviation Now stated that Aircraft Engineers are one of the most fit group of people on earth-imagine climbing up and and down A380s  for a living,its a guys job...&lt;br /&gt;Hey I wasnt banging on pilots right?&lt;br /&gt;But anyways I am falling more and more in love with this course after I find out the prospects of the job-hey who knows-I might end up as head of R&amp;D at Airbus in France right?manela tahu kan?....&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks gotta twists more wires.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110921172717330160?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110921172717330160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110921172717330160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110921172717330160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110921172717330160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/02/one-where-i-went-to-workshop.html' title='The one where I went to the workshop'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110913023027793291</id><published>2005-02-22T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T19:43:50.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one where he wouldnt answer</title><content type='html'>called the guy the other day&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; he wouldnt talk to the receiver,hehe giving me a taste of my own medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exams coming up in uh 2 weeks but uh dont know anything definite on the current status of wether we will be moving or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn the air conditionong here is damn cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watched Gundam Seed and Watltz on Wongs lappie in the afternoon,ohohoh a trip down to the memory lane I should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our presentation on the concorde received and A plus-heck- it should considering the amount of effort we have put in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum and dad was pissed off with me for not switching on my cell,I was like-dude,you guys are the ones who wanted me to switch off the damn thing in the first place and 'save' heck even my friends are damn pissesd off with me,let it be-I dont give a damn bout my cell anymore,put it n the damnwardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110913023027793291?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110913023027793291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110903989644580231</id><published>2005-02-21T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T18:38:16.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I heard in Bangsar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="letme"&gt;Let Me Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="fade" href="http://www.hollabackmario.net/lyrics.php#top"&gt;Back To Top&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... MMMM..... Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Baby I just don't get it Do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smelled the perfume the make-up on his shirt&lt;br /&gt;You don't believe his stories&lt;br /&gt;You know that they're all lies&lt;br /&gt;Bad as you are you stick around and I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;If I was yo man (baby you)&lt;br /&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming home (back to you)&lt;br /&gt;Every night doin' you right&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the diamonds (I have the ring)&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a star ( I just want to show you, you are)&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection&lt;br /&gt;Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Listen Your true beauty's description&lt;br /&gt;looks so good that it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You're a dime plus ninety - nine and it's a shame don't even know what you're worth Everywhere you go they stop and stare ,Cause you're bad and it shows&lt;br /&gt;from your head to your toes Out of control baby you know&lt;br /&gt;If I was yo man (baby you)&lt;br /&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming home (back to you) Every night doin' you right&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;br /&gt; Wish for the diamonds (I have the ring)&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a star ( I just want to show you, you are)&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better) We should be together girl (baby)&lt;br /&gt;With me and you it's whatever girl So can we make this thing ours?&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;repeat til it ends (about 3 times)&lt;br /&gt;Mario talks: Let me love you that's all you need baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110903989644580231?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110903989644580231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110903989644580231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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news I was like standing round sentral with nothing to do really,so I sat on a bench and read the mens health that shamir lent me,before two malay girls sat beside me and I had to cover some of the exposse pix that I was looking at-went to the article that taught you how to make good barbeque instead.Yeah and then so I called Ray(not his real name) who was out dating with his girl-again-and asked him if I could stay by his house for coupla days.He said yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pudu,stuffed my bags somewhere-headed to the CC_headed to kinokuniya and hanged around there until sometime round 9.00.Bought Clancys exec orders-raced back to pudu and went to Subang.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,woke up at 11.Tried to go to MATTA but the jam was to heavy that I gave up trying and went to Putrajaya instead-with Ray that is,the place was beautiful la,and we were like rolling the windows down and hearing to oldies...sunset in the background..wind in our hair...haha.Oh went to RMC just to sniff the air-and drove outa there just as fast as we drove in.&lt;br /&gt;Went back,Rays fam wanted to have dinner-I was nervous-I was having a dinner with a millionaire-his dad that is.Tried to worm my way outa it but Ray wouldnt have any of it.As it turns out none of his family members were coming so its just Ray,Me and the folks,jesus,that was damn scary,literally shivered to Hartamas.&lt;br /&gt;But the folks were nice to say the least.His mom was fun and His dad was damn cool, one of the most successful figure RMC had ever produced-seman came at night,mont was somewhere at the gazebo.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning,woke up at uh,6 and prayed-yeah right&lt;br /&gt;Went to MATTA,went to Mid Val to sniff some acqua di gio,eternity and polo ralph, went to look at some outfits, wnet to UIA to visit terk, naim and shrek,then they dropped me at Sentral, where I had a long awaited dinner of burgers at McD-burgerS-lotsa it.&lt;br /&gt;Met ashvin and the gang and went back to miat,felt so damn dizzy,like a hangover-if you can call it that,and was knocked out at 11,the earliest I slept in weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110895015855864914?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110895015855864914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110895015855864914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110895015855864914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110895015855864914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/02/one-where-i-went-to-stay-with.html' title='The one where I went to stay with a millionaire'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110871925883331096</id><published>2005-02-18T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:34:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where.............</title><content type='html'>I called Iris the other day....&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to have lunch this sunday....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe watch a movie....&lt;br /&gt;I was happy..&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was perfect....&lt;br /&gt;Just me and Iris....&lt;br /&gt;I reserved a table for two...&lt;br /&gt;I booked a ticket for two..&lt;br /&gt;I scanned the catalogue for something to buy...&lt;br /&gt;Something that will make Iris happy..&lt;br /&gt;The weekend would be perfect...&lt;br /&gt;Just me and Iris...&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab for 4 to Nilai...&lt;br /&gt;Then I arrive there and forgot that I left my gift..&lt;br /&gt;The gift for Iris was in my room...&lt;br /&gt;Had to ask the driver to turn back...&lt;br /&gt;And turn back we did...&lt;br /&gt;Took out some cash but I had to smile...&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind the cash for the weekend was perfect...&lt;br /&gt;Just me and Iris....&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Sentral a happy man...&lt;br /&gt;Took out some coins to call Iris's friend...&lt;br /&gt;Just to check that everythings allright....&lt;br /&gt;But the friend told me that Iris had left...&lt;br /&gt;I told him,come on man you gotta be joking right...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hear a laugh,I couldnt sense a smile....&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt see what s around me...&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was gone and there shall never be..&lt;br /&gt;Another one weekend for Iris and me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110869526856195545</id><published>2005-02-17T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T18:54:28.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I am going back</title><content type='html'>Honestly,english has just have to be the most boring subject EVER.I was in the class just now and we were going"I have......She has.....He has..."huh...aircraft engineers indeed.&lt;br /&gt;It was so damned hot yesterday  that it rained THRICE,once in the evening,once in the night and the one in the early morn...but I couldnt sleep as usual,was too busy thiking of my ehem ehem,aviation future.So I got up did my laundry instead,whatever fatigue that was induced had finally succeded in sending me to the land of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Jees,everyone has skeletons in their closets huh?I mean like everyone has something that others dont know about,so it is very interesting if you generate and amount of trust for someone to show you his deepest secrets and fears.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!We did the concorde crash recording!!I was control tower and Ben acted as pilot...huh had to amplify our voice with some containers,so it sound real..I was going like"Four Fiver Niner Zero,you have flames behind you*static*" and Ben went "The Engine*loud static*The engine!!!*static*NOOOOO!!"&lt;br /&gt;It was superb...&lt;br /&gt;RMC got bronze again for water polo again at MSSKL,huh,at least we are not slipping,kudos to Irving who acted as a world class goalkeeper,testified by former MSSKL goalkeeper Berg,who witnessed the event.&lt;br /&gt;I have my planned lined out,I want to collect all my money,buy a house on top of a hill overlooking the ocean and open a second hand bookshop...or maybe a kedai macha....&lt;br /&gt;Going to Mines this Saturday,those who read the paper knows what for,forgive me god,forgive me my friends..forgive me macha...&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god have to study some more...whence has the time gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110869526856195545?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110869526856195545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110869526856195545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110869526856195545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110869526856195545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/2005/02/one-where-i-am-going-back.html' title='The one where I am going back'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110861073439642831</id><published>2005-02-16T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:25:34.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I drank too much coffee</title><content type='html'>ahahhahahahahahah,I am high!!!!I drank toooooooo much coffeeee this morning and I am acting like a crazy superhyper kid,wakakakakkakaka&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha,I plan to cut my hair this afternoon wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;*slapping myself*snap out of it old boy&lt;br /&gt;ehem ehem&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;Ashvin tol me that we might not be shifting after all,drats,was busy figuring out what furniture to buy the other day,and have to face exam some more-aiyoo&lt;br /&gt;Tonight to do concorde radio crash recording-gonna be a blast&lt;br /&gt;Water Polo MSSKL today-fall down on knees-let us take a moment to say RMCs sportman prayer&lt;br /&gt;O god-please help me to win&lt;br /&gt;For I always want to win&lt;br /&gt;But if thy inscrutable wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Thou willeth me not to win&lt;br /&gt;Then make me a good loser&lt;br /&gt;For when one great scorer comes&lt;br /&gt;To write against your name&lt;br /&gt;He writes not on how you win or lose&lt;br /&gt;But on how you played the game&lt;br /&gt;....Amen&lt;br /&gt;read an article that says MAS is short on engineers,jesus,there are even more pilots than engineers,we are becoming an extinct species.Since most of them shifted to UAE for eighty grand  jobs*sheesh*who can blame em right?&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling very happy&lt;br /&gt;Feel my life is content and on course&lt;br /&gt;Its not the caffeine&lt;br /&gt;Maybe gonna buy a book this weekend&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110861073439642831?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110861073439642831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110861073439642831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110861073439642831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110861073439642831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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petronas now-good good.&lt;br /&gt;No moodla macha,very I dont know confused I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Owh,baked come raisin roll,people said it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Confusedla macha,&lt;br /&gt;confused....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110834725004484898?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110834725004484898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110834725004484898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110834725004484898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110834725004484898'/><link rel='alternate' 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crew,the hot passenger,OTHER airline stewardesses,the makcik kantin and still have time to watch an EPL match.&lt;br /&gt;3.Pilots cant fix microwave ovens,engineers can,along with your lamp,your computer,the navigation system,your damn toilet,your fridge,your air cond......&lt;br /&gt;4.Pilots dont know what an empenage is,hehe&lt;br /&gt;5.Pilots wont be around to see your children grow up,engineers are just a call away&lt;br /&gt;6.Pilots dont have to see their wives every evening,engineers have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;7.Pilots earn a lot.....but wait a second,so do engineers.&lt;br /&gt;8.Pilots look smart in their uniforms,but then again-engineers are wearing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;9.Pilots can pursue their masters after training,engineers can take their doctorates.&lt;br /&gt;10.Engineers are better looking than pilots.It's the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings to pilots okay?just fooling around,we LAEs salute you brave aviators,take it to the skies Captain!!&lt;div 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pilots'/><author><name>opfarisman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03383584593178603660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10763789.post-110820428200399783</id><published>2005-02-12T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T02:31:22.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one where I feel like doing nothing</title><content type='html'>I am going back to dengkil tomorrow,away from civilisation and good tv and food and drinks and oranges,they say you gotta eat lotsa vitamin c to cure the cold-or prevent it,I am not sure which but uh,ate a whole bunch from the box last night and still have a runny nose,damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;the first day of my life which I live without the hotlink and although you do get the habit of checkin your sms inbox all the time,it kinda dissapears after a while,guess I am not an sms addict,fuh&lt;br /&gt;called my bro irving last night and he sounded drunk,I asked him wether he has been drinking and he says no,said the nearest thing he ever had to liquor was shandy,&lt;br /&gt;I was like come on man,my grandma drinks shandy&lt;br /&gt;But being the debater that he is(a better one than me,hear hear!!)he stayed put with his stand and told me he didnt drink,fine.&lt;br /&gt;Had to do my dad's assignment,jees,sometime I wonder who is the one taking the masters me or him,and my mums complaining she's doing all the reading,but picked up on lotsa cool military info that you normally dont have access to,like when..oh sorry-its classified&lt;br /&gt;Having chops tonight,courtesy of my mummy dearest yay!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I dont get it why peeps digs pilots,maybe I am jealous,fine but you wait and see when they put their caps on,they are EXACTLY like drivers-except for fighter pilots,now those dudes I respect,you gotta have guts to fly a 35 Million government asset into a sky of enemies and get back in one piece and do that for a living,tabik spring beb.&lt;br /&gt;Jovans flying off to aussie onValentines,I mean like god....how the heck,well I hope his gal is understanding,wonderful lass,oh she'll understand all right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110820428200399783?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110820428200399783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10763789&amp;postID=110820428200399783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10763789/posts/default/110820428200399783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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EATING OUR MONEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka,I hate the hassan seafood-the service is damn slow and the teh o ais limau is too sour!!!&lt;br /&gt;SEE?you are reading this wether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;hmm i wonder whether I can pt a picture in this thing...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the right moment so that I can take a picture of my friend the wild boar&lt;br /&gt;he is shy though....&lt;br /&gt;I hate mossad,they are too ruthless,probably they are reading this right now-i am dead&lt;br /&gt;waah,keep on reading folks,cant take you enough for coming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10763789-110811175614630507?l=farismanwanothman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farismanwanothman.blogspot.com/feeds/110811175614630507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>um yeah...so this is just another day in my life&lt;br /&gt;a wild boar came to my house around 4am&lt;br /&gt;yesterday it came at 12 and 7pm&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the pig,it looked at me&lt;br /&gt;then it ran down the damn hill,&lt;br /&gt;probably I will meet him tonight,&lt;br /&gt;The cat keep meowing at the damn window,&lt;br /&gt;my mum says she is pregnant(THE CAT!!!!not my mum...jesus)&lt;br /&gt;I threw water at it but it kept meowing,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it wants the damn oranges...heck I dunno&lt;br /&gt;only had a pet cat once when I was 9&lt;br /&gt;before my mum ran the family car over it,accidentally,&lt;br /&gt;never had a pet cat since-ah those were the days&lt;br /&gt;am in my dads office,I mean like hell thank god MAS give pcs to students&lt;br /&gt;by the tym my dad installed internet in the house,farisman jr would have beeen using it&lt;br /&gt;I hate pilots&lt;br /&gt;they are too good looking&lt;br /&gt;looking smug in their damn blazers...take it off you jerks...hold some wrenches like a man for a change!!!CAN YOU DO THAT FLYBOY HUHHHH!!!????&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and I deleted my hotlink,crushed the damn sim card,literally,&lt;br /&gt;finished the da vinci for 8hours,hmm,need to go faster&lt;br /&gt;mom cooked sweet sour&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah I went to pray today&lt;br /&gt;thank god,after two weeks of not going-neraka has booked a suite for me,the jahanam suite&lt;br /&gt;william!!I prayed&lt;br /&gt;william-the bugger made and announcement in the PA system that I was hiding in my room during the prayers-thank god the ustadz werent around&lt;br /&gt;they were praying&lt;br /&gt;doing a research on concorde-the crash,shame that the plane aint around anymore&lt;br /&gt;the MAS HR keeps asking me wether I wnat the cadet pilot or not,says I got  the style-yeah right&lt;br /&gt;I dunno man,pilots...like huh...short term satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;fell in love with engineering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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