<?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-3420298139352890224</id><updated>2012-01-23T21:53:32.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cybernetic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4591440920431666404</id><published>2012-01-03T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:57:15.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Thousand and Twelve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S43FLtQ_Q9Q/TwP1AMtvDMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/TkqtfhdpMMk/s720/nnnnnnnn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S43FLtQ_Q9Q/TwP1AMtvDMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/TkqtfhdpMMk/s720/nnnnnnnn.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy New Years to all you lovely people out there. I know that I'm 3 days late but I decided to wish it to you guys anyway. If you're a loyal reader of mine, I've not been truthful to all of you. I didn't kept my promise to stay on the 5 days Christmas Rig. I'm deeply sorry for that, I was busy with work. Now, I'm done with that. How did your New Year's went ? Mine, I had to work on New Years. Though you say it's terrible that I have to work but it went good. Spent my last day of work with the colleagues and I got showered with soap water and the good news, probably, I'll be continuing working as a part timer over there. Only for 3 months but it's worth working there. The people there are fun to hang out with and you get to meet all sort of new people. Enough about work - What's your plan for today guys ? Running on those New Year's resolution I presume. Basically, mine is just to study hard and read more books; which is not what I'm doing now but you know how resolutions go right ? (They'll end up as a failure). Since I'm having a week off before college starts, I've been such a layabout - I do nothing except eat, sleep, watch TV. However, people are starting to make plans on Saturday which I don't really get. Why Saturday ? I got 3 plans of Saturday now, leading me into being a lazy bum and all of the plans were just a bust. Instead, i'll be at home doing nothing, again. Okay, this is a long post. I'm just gonna stop here. See you guys soon, BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4591440920431666404?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4591440920431666404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4591440920431666404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4591440920431666404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4591440920431666404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-thousand-and-twelve.html' title='Two Thousand and Twelve'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S43FLtQ_Q9Q/TwP1AMtvDMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/TkqtfhdpMMk/s72-c/nnnnnnnn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6402002532549452872</id><published>2011-12-19T23:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T23:36:56.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Hoho' Rig Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sdNBJvYFPVI/TvA601fjsgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q1ECT4sm2cA/s800/hoho%2525202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 452px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sdNBJvYFPVI/TvA601fjsgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q1ECT4sm2cA/s800/hoho%2525202.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rDfdIrit-_c/TvA5UidFRzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZCNsYNTW9aA/s800/hoho.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 452px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rDfdIrit-_c/TvA5UidFRzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZCNsYNTW9aA/s800/hoho.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One of the Christmas themed getup is on ! Wearing this to work today. The plaid is pretty cool itself. You can see it's sorta patch-like, the pattern and colors are mixed up. As for the pocket area on the shirt, there's three stockings hanging and that makes it a Christmas themed shirt. So, here you guys go. Enjoy your day guys. Oh, a big shout out birthday to a high school pal of mine, Ariff ! Happy Birthday man ! Shit, I gotta got to work now. Hopefully tomorrow, there would be a Day Two. No promises, but I'll try. See ya guys soon, BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6402002532549452872?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6402002532549452872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6402002532549452872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6402002532549452872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6402002532549452872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/12/hoho-rig-day-1_4905.html' title='&apos;Hoho&apos; Rig Day 1'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sdNBJvYFPVI/TvA601fjsgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q1ECT4sm2cA/s72-c/hoho%2525202.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4922613027564144624</id><published>2011-12-19T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:26:30.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Mickey, you're so fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QTzZdsQsUVE/Tu-dYE_4fPI/AAAAAAAAAV8/q_AOrHo-6Uw/s720/hello%252520mickey%2525202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QTzZdsQsUVE/Tu-dYE_4fPI/AAAAAAAAAV8/q_AOrHo-6Uw/s720/hello%252520mickey%2525202.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4w0mFtUXeNQ/Tu-dX1ai6dI/AAAAAAAAAV4/cniEVKF2zSU/s720/hey%252520mickey%2525203.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4w0mFtUXeNQ/Tu-dX1ai6dI/AAAAAAAAAV4/cniEVKF2zSU/s720/hey%252520mickey%2525203.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--wncbqgtm94/Tu-dYJ_QI6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ckqhPnoCOLc/s720/hello%252520mickey.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--wncbqgtm94/Tu-dYJ_QI6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ckqhPnoCOLc/s720/hello%252520mickey.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi fellow readers of mine. We just hit the middle for the end of the year already. At the same time, my internship will end soon. I just realized that it has been about 3 months I've been working and it doesn't feel like 3 months at all. It's like that old saying, time do flies by fast when you're having fun. But the thing is, am I really having fun working ? Meh, I don't have a solid answer for that one. Enough about the boring stuff, how is December treating you guys ? Mine, it has been good. I surprised my bestfriend on her late birthday and I'm currently in a depressed state. I'm not quite sure how to explain about it but it's just me, I'm not that good at expressing things especially feelings. However, I'm trying my best to be good at it though. I'm done with that topic. Oh, the picture above you ask ? *laughs* An assemble of mine on what I wore to work today. Nothing new. So....see you guys soon ? Oh frecks, I forgot to mention, due to the holiday season, Christmas that is. Boy, do I have something in store for you guys. In this 5 days till Christmas, I'll try my best to keep up with you guys with some getup I've assemble. Hope you guys are excited as I am. Plus, it's Christmas themed, *duhhhh*. Anyways, GOODNIGHT and have a good holiday people ! BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4922613027564144624?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4922613027564144624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4922613027564144624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4922613027564144624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4922613027564144624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-mickey-youre-so-fine.html' title='Hey Mickey, you&apos;re so fine.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QTzZdsQsUVE/Tu-dYE_4fPI/AAAAAAAAAV8/q_AOrHo-6Uw/s72-c/hello%252520mickey%2525202.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7849614150762636309</id><published>2011-12-13T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:05:18.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the end of the year already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uuoT_9FiiQ8/TugWIR6BeqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vv4vm0OfAEE/s720/008.png" border="0" alt="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VP9F0JHQsjM/TugWIcEFyUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sfXS5eZaRVs/s720/plaids.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VP9F0JHQsjM/TugWIcEFyUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sfXS5eZaRVs/s720/plaids.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a bit confused and at the same time, pissed. I've made a post about yesterday and it didn't come out like it was suppose to be. I made a very long post about December and nothing's here on the blog. Plus, I can't really customize my blog at the moment due to some&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;code error or whatever shit you guys call it. Seriously, I'm really baffled. Probably it's because my blog is pissed at me ? What do you guys think. Maybe (you can never know), technology has their own way of showing their feelings, just maybe. I'm just overreacting. I think, Blogger has some minor issues with their system. I'm just here, trying to be positive. My days of being a pessimist is through, trying to get away from that as possibly as I can. Hope you guys understand. Will be posting more outfits for you guys ( Gah, I sound so, fashionista-ish ) Okay, call me whatever you want. I SERIOUSLY don't mind. See you guys soon, BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uuoT_9FiiQ8/TugWIR6BeqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vv4vm0OfAEE/s720/008.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7849614150762636309?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7849614150762636309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7849614150762636309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7849614150762636309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7849614150762636309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-end-of-year-already.html' title='It&apos;s the end of the year already.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uuoT_9FiiQ8/TugWIR6BeqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vv4vm0OfAEE/s72-c/008.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-479603987687497227</id><published>2011-11-26T07:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:29:16.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like I'm heading down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vz4YrZzIn-k/TtEEyJVf8WI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OFufgOrSe8k/s720/green%2525202.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qwIYVShSgu4/TtEEx9VAPWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Bjdv4uQlJA8/s720/green%2525201.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qwIYVShSgu4/TtEEx9VAPWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Bjdv4uQlJA8/s720/green%2525201.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vz4YrZzIn-k/TtEEyJVf8WI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OFufgOrSe8k/s720/green%2525202.png" border="0" alt="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 479px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Happy Awal Muharram you guys ! You know what makes it a good holiday ? Yes, dressing yourself up in green things. That's what ! Today's morning was a bit different from any other mornings I had, I woke today with the flu and supposedly, I had work today. Since my mom already knew that I was sick from my red swollen eyes and husky yet still immature voice. She called the general manager of my restaurant saying that I can't attend work today. 2 days to be precise since the doctor gave me a 2 days off on the MC slip. I feel bad that I can't come to work even though I wished so much that I don't have to go. Looks like I got my wish. It's even worse that though I called in sick today but I had the will to go out with the family. I can't blame anyone for this but I kinda missed hanging with my family and have a decent  dinner with them. You can clearly see above, that's what I wore to dinner today. Dinner was Delicious ! (Hint) So, I'll be getting off to bed now, my nose is dripping non-stop. Thank god I prepared a box of tissue all to myself. Have a good holiday everyone. Hope to write soon, BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-479603987687497227?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/479603987687497227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=479603987687497227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/479603987687497227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/479603987687497227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/11/feel-like-im-heading-down.html' title='Feels like I&apos;m heading down'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qwIYVShSgu4/TtEEx9VAPWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Bjdv4uQlJA8/s72-c/green%2525201.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3039940299864182512</id><published>2011-10-15T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T06:08:42.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MvptiiL9Aok/TpmE5eAOS0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/VWqElfCs9vY/s720/IMG_1265.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MvptiiL9Aok/TpmE5eAOS0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/VWqElfCs9vY/s720/IMG_1265.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Been working for 5 days now and it's a mixture of fun and exhaustion. I now know how real hard labor feels like but cooking is different. It's awesome labor and there's a lot of action to it. When I work, time flies so fast, though i'm working 8 hours, it seems it doesn't feel like it. So, I just came back from work. As I reached home, I just changed to my comfortable PJ's. I like wearing baggy clothes. It traps the air inside and it feels so cozy. Glad to be home and not to mention not wearing those heavy industrial boots. I got work tomorrow. Guess I'll be hitting the hay early. It's okay. Only 2 months and more days to go ! Goodnight !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3039940299864182512?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3039940299864182512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3039940299864182512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3039940299864182512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3039940299864182512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/10/been-working-for-5-days-now-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MvptiiL9Aok/TpmE5eAOS0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/VWqElfCs9vY/s72-c/IMG_1265.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-727261904200613159</id><published>2011-10-09T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T06:23:22.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only Mark I know is this '?'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KjWRAJoM-QM/TpGca7QwDHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_ZB23eX9sMI/s720/016.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KjWRAJoM-QM/TpGca7QwDHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_ZB23eX9sMI/s720/016.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The question is - Am I back on track with my life after what happened ? Yeah, probably. I'm just a little loose in life. Haven't gone out for a week now. I don't feel lifeless, I feel more alive. Life had thought me a very good lesson. Besides that, I'm gonna start working tomorrow. Yeay, finally. Fresh air and the smell of good food, being cooked by yours truly. I'm done bumming at home and tired of thinking about the negativity in life. I have to be optimistic. That's how I truly am, me, my own self. However, staying home really helped me a lot. I've done chores to gain those muscles *winks*. Do the dishes, throw out the garbage, just to help the folks at home since Mom can't bare with all the heavy work. Thus, this helps me to get ready for work, I supposed. This just came to my mind, I don't feel any nervousness inside me about tomorrow, at all. Maybe that will come it tomorrow as I wake up. Maybe heading to bed early to get things out of my mind and to shake some things off. So, goodnight. Bye ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-727261904200613159?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/727261904200613159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=727261904200613159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/727261904200613159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/727261904200613159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/10/only-mark-i-know-is-this.html' title='The only Mark I know is this &apos;?&apos;'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KjWRAJoM-QM/TpGca7QwDHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_ZB23eX9sMI/s72-c/016.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8555753792126964173</id><published>2011-10-04T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:06:28.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traumatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KZoCduSKDuE/TosuiBn_rzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pWIzSVaoZ4g/s720/i%252520c.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KZoCduSKDuE/TosuiBn_rzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pWIzSVaoZ4g/s720/i%252520c.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I chuckled after hearing this from a song. It's kinda surprising that this, really, deeply, relates to me after what happened. Nothing much though. I'm just in shock that the song I came across, today, suddenly refers to my situation and best of all it was sung from one of my favorite bands ever. This words of wisdom just put a smile on my face. That's it. Bye ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8555753792126964173?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8555753792126964173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8555753792126964173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8555753792126964173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8555753792126964173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/10/traumatic.html' title='Traumatic'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KZoCduSKDuE/TosuiBn_rzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pWIzSVaoZ4g/s72-c/i%252520c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8044301837540339524</id><published>2011-09-29T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:21:52.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Pop to M-Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PKAo8DfySo0/ToULel2EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/09DYm4sS_5E/s720/molk.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PKAo8DfySo0/ToULel2EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/09DYm4sS_5E/s720/molk.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here are my lovely koreans. They're now safely back at their hometown about to do their internship there. From the left is Kim but people call her JooJoo, Lee the guy standing and Eunji, known as my awesomely grandmother. I am truly gonna miss them for 3 months. Even though they are amazingly annoying but they're fun to hang with and easy to get along. They're surprisingly hilarious and they understand Bahasa so fast. But the only Bahasa they know are the dirty Bahasa words like - Okay, no example should be given since I'm trying to avoid vulgar words, so that I can have a holy blog. Basically, that's it about today's post. Oh, they're also major fans of K-Pop. Though I don't like K-Pop but I like hanging with them. See you K-Pop lovers and I mean them, not the Malays, Chinese or whom to those who likes K-pop, my Koreans, I'll be missing you guys soon. Have fun. Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8044301837540339524?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8044301837540339524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8044301837540339524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8044301837540339524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8044301837540339524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/k-pop-to-m-pop.html' title='K-Pop to M-Pop'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PKAo8DfySo0/ToULel2EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/09DYm4sS_5E/s72-c/molk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5919734707776067698</id><published>2011-09-29T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T02:02:40.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RLATDw720LI/ToQvPH6mAfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IhNsbIy3BWI/s720/185.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RLATDw720LI/ToQvPH6mAfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IhNsbIy3BWI/s720/185.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J_V61CI9uT4/ToQvS5-FmMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KTVWYcgo1B8/s720/pola.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J_V61CI9uT4/ToQvS5-FmMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KTVWYcgo1B8/s720/pola.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Lm-kgV4HTb8/ToQvQFjh9SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h6N1jvIFyWs/s720/150.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Lm-kgV4HTb8/ToQvQFjh9SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h6N1jvIFyWs/s720/150.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LL4d8jNAKlc/ToQvQCrr3EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1q7v_ECxBCI/s720/148.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LL4d8jNAKlc/ToQvQCrr3EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1q7v_ECxBCI/s720/148.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yeah I kinda feel bad that I left the blog and I didn't post any interesting stories for you guys. I am deeply sorry for that. To begin, last week - Had an awesome night with the college mates. We hung out at Shiok, SS15. Had shisha and tons of laugh were made that day. It was sorta our last day of seeing each other 'cause since we have to go for our internship. So, up there, yeah, they're all of my close college mates. Referring from the polaroid picture, from the left is Liyana, Vinny, Jay Zee (standing), Me, Matt and Ryan. They're kinda like my posse, my hommies, y'know. Okay, black dude impersonation, failed ! Back to the story, we have a 3 months internship which we can pick our own place that we can work. Like me, I chose to work at Chili's, at Empire Subang. However, since the explosion and the commotion, I think I have to change the venue now. Just adding more complications to my oh-so perfect life. On the brighter note. I can't wait to work. Meeting new people. Getting paid with my blood and sweat, mostly sweat. But I am so gonna miss all the friends in college because some of them are going out of Selangor. Like, some of them will be going to Penang and Terengganu etc. I think that's about it. New post tomorrow. This time I promised. Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5919734707776067698?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5919734707776067698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5919734707776067698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5919734707776067698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5919734707776067698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RLATDw720LI/ToQvPH6mAfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IhNsbIy3BWI/s72-c/185.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8622179393136112625</id><published>2011-09-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:56:33.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G3Fm7hj1L1M/Tn365Rn9xdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1nYrGwbfWx4/s720/75160015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G3Fm7hj1L1M/Tn365Rn9xdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1nYrGwbfWx4/s720/75160015.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My line is totally clear now or in other words, exams are done everybody. Although it was only just a week of exams but my friends and I made it clear that it was not easy, especially the last paper. Which was Accounts. You guys would probably understand me even more if I just give you a hey-that-is-kinda-true statement/story/whatever you guys call it. Have you guys ever felt that when exams, you study really hard (for some of us, maybe) then you confidently say to yourself  " I can totally do this " or " Tomorrow's gonna easy " because you completely understand what you studied the night before. But on the next day of examination or I like to call it, in reality, when they hand out the exam paper. Once you open it and read it. 5 seconds later you think and silently saying to yourself and your friends around you -" What the fuckery is this ? " I apologize for my vulgar usage of words but don't you think this is exactly true (maybe for some people) ? I think that clarifies enough on how I felt when I was doing Accounts of Friday ? If you guys don't understand, don't be sad, you can read the whole post all over again until you get it but don't push yourself too hard, okay ? Oh, I got a lot of pictures to post and lots of life stories to tell. Until then, BYE ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8622179393136112625?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8622179393136112625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8622179393136112625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8622179393136112625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8622179393136112625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/crystal.html' title='Crystal'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G3Fm7hj1L1M/Tn365Rn9xdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1nYrGwbfWx4/s72-c/75160015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6008765747401219020</id><published>2011-09-19T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T07:04:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Above stress levels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_EUa4wSPn7c/TndLOdh0PrI/AAAAAAAAATw/gKTeUv_VCzA/s720/75160011.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_EUa4wSPn7c/TndLOdh0PrI/AAAAAAAAATw/gKTeUv_VCzA/s720/75160011.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I'm having my finals right now. If I have free time, i'll definitely update the blog. For now, just follow me up on the Twitter ( link on the right ) if you guys want any news from me because I tweet normally, every single day. At the same time, in the midst of exams, i'm also running on the flu. This is bad, I can't focus when I'm sick. Anyways, just wish me goodluck and I hope to update you  guys soon, BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6008765747401219020?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6008765747401219020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6008765747401219020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6008765747401219020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6008765747401219020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/above-stress-levels.html' title='Above stress levels'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_EUa4wSPn7c/TndLOdh0PrI/AAAAAAAAATw/gKTeUv_VCzA/s72-c/75160011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5336997873812573003</id><published>2011-09-17T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:44:36.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grizzly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yTxe6ksjgVA/TnVHJWk-jAI/AAAAAAAAATU/75Je-6OwgQg/s720/002.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yTxe6ksjgVA/TnVHJWk-jAI/AAAAAAAAATU/75Je-6OwgQg/s720/002.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wR_jOuzspjw/TnVIqY1gfkI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZUav4ellk2E/mmmm.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wR_jOuzspjw/TnVIqY1gfkI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZUav4ellk2E/mmmm.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_QoeTAZoCxc/TnVIrC8p-LI/AAAAAAAAATo/-7B_YcA0zNM/nb.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_QoeTAZoCxc/TnVIrC8p-LI/AAAAAAAAATo/-7B_YcA0zNM/nb.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tdkUGPNgqRM/TnVIqVw_D3I/AAAAAAAAATg/0oGHMSd2AtA/022.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tdkUGPNgqRM/TnVIqVw_D3I/AAAAAAAAATg/0oGHMSd2AtA/022.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZM8Fcs9PJDw/TnVIqPj-JsI/AAAAAAAAATc/Pj6XOWuWApY/027.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZM8Fcs9PJDw/TnVIqPj-JsI/AAAAAAAAATc/Pj6XOWuWApY/027.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I rouse from my sleep with a sore throat and a painful stomach. Could be the reason why I woke up so early today. So, YESTERDAY, went out with the sisters. Had lunch at Dome, Subang Parade. I had the pasta ( no pictures was taken because I was freakin hungry ). My day goes on, since today is Sunday, which means, it's laundry day *doing the laundry dance* Yes, I just created that. Also, Mom asked me to help her do that clean up. You guys remember the post where there was clutters of junk lying on the floor ? I have to clean all of that. Probably, I may post some of my junk just for you guys. To be honest, I like collecting novelties that my Mom really hates having me to keep. I'm pretty much a junkie, if I could say so myself *whatever that is* So, better be doing the laundries now. See ya, BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5336997873812573003?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5336997873812573003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5336997873812573003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5336997873812573003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5336997873812573003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/grizzly.html' title='Grizzly'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yTxe6ksjgVA/TnVHJWk-jAI/AAAAAAAAATU/75Je-6OwgQg/s72-c/002.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7740408769913455601</id><published>2011-09-17T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T07:40:42.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big and I mean big portions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9T47abHfatQ/TnSwXtffg9I/AAAAAAAAATI/t2kqmQZDfAs/093.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9T47abHfatQ/TnSwXtffg9I/AAAAAAAAATI/t2kqmQZDfAs/093.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RfaCxdJdj6Y/TnSwX9LImqI/AAAAAAAAATM/xbqh2-ujXCE/092.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RfaCxdJdj6Y/TnSwX9LImqI/AAAAAAAAATM/xbqh2-ujXCE/092.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For dinner, this is what I ate. Gone out with the siblings today. I'm back home. Full &amp;amp; satisfied. Might just bring my friends to this place some day. I'm also sleepy. Goodnight. See you guys tomorrow if I'm up for updating. BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7740408769913455601?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7740408769913455601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7740408769913455601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7740408769913455601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7740408769913455601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-and-i-mean-big-portions.html' title='Big and I mean big portions.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9T47abHfatQ/TnSwXtffg9I/AAAAAAAAATI/t2kqmQZDfAs/s72-c/093.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-1723680704556895173</id><published>2011-09-17T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T17:56:12.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake it like Hippie Shakira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HuIWMFNq6b4/TnSIxyJ01fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGcuBhKXTg/011.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HuIWMFNq6b4/TnSIxyJ01fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGcuBhKXTg/011.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pukelOP5Lac/TnSIyOJGauI/AAAAAAAAATA/MZRF4thmXwE/aaaa.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pukelOP5Lac/TnSIyOJGauI/AAAAAAAAATA/MZRF4thmXwE/aaaa.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DM4rBcabEIU/TnSIx5M27fI/AAAAAAAAAS4/n8JB4CGB4Ns/bb.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DM4rBcabEIU/TnSIx5M27fI/AAAAAAAAAS4/n8JB4CGB4Ns/bb.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't know what is up with the title but it fits with the post, imma let it be. Okay. Last night, went out with the college mates. The emo guy on my right, yes, that's one of 'em. He looks emo but that's just a cover up. He's actually not like that, sometimes. But if someone is to call him emo, they have go through me, because me and my college mates only can call him that. Yeah, the hippie look ? No. Not working out ? I thought so. The headband, I didn't really wore that when I went out. Jeez, could you guys imagine people turning their heads just to look at me saying "Damn, that boy is dang hot" Even a guy would said that. Nah, just joking. Talking about hippies, the t-shirt that I wore ? A recent bought from the lovely brother of mine. Go follow him on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/razinadha"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. He would be so happy if you guys did. While you're at it, follow him on foursquare too (no link available). That's about it. BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-1723680704556895173?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/1723680704556895173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=1723680704556895173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1723680704556895173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1723680704556895173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/shake-it-like-hippie-shakira.html' title='Shake it like Hippie Shakira'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HuIWMFNq6b4/TnSIxyJ01fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGcuBhKXTg/s72-c/011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4210533113729926546</id><published>2011-09-16T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T04:49:48.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got sprung.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XLcX3ubADmg/TnMsuc_4T1I/AAAAAAAAASw/GEC-WgyYg5Y/012.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XLcX3ubADmg/TnMsuc_4T1I/AAAAAAAAASw/GEC-WgyYg5Y/012.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1G4pL4TFSRA/TnMst-lRxLI/AAAAAAAAASs/MsjqePaV2-A/009.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1G4pL4TFSRA/TnMst-lRxLI/AAAAAAAAASs/MsjqePaV2-A/009.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QUOZUt12j3Y/TnMstZ4pX_I/AAAAAAAAASo/AkiNfh6G79I/010.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QUOZUt12j3Y/TnMstZ4pX_I/AAAAAAAAASo/AkiNfh6G79I/010.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-p3CMp55cO14/TnMstXmddmI/AAAAAAAAASk/Yxtfcy2Gvk0/005.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-p3CMp55cO14/TnMstXmddmI/AAAAAAAAASk/Yxtfcy2Gvk0/005.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, when we were little. We all must have silly yet crazy dreams of becoming something. Mine was to be a spy. I don't know why but a spy sounds cool when you were still a kid. Owning all of the gadgets. Dreaming so big in kicking bad guys. The box (above picture) clarifies everything for me in becoming one. I won't show the inside. Trust me, there was some unexplainable stuff. I came across on that box when I was cleaning up. Dad woke me up by shouting really loud saying that I need to clear up all the things that I still need at the old house. As you can see, there are a pile of things I need to cleaned and packed. After all is done, I'm satisfied. The problem now is that I have to buy cabinets , just to keep and organize all of my useless memorable junk. Ending me having new work to worry about. Last picture - Since I didn't get a chance to blog yesterday, I wore that to dinner and a meet up with the home boys. One of my friend is going to Russia soon. I'll post his picture as soon I got enough and maybe would be having another meet up just to upload some more picture in the blog. So, that would be it. BYE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4210533113729926546?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4210533113729926546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4210533113729926546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4210533113729926546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4210533113729926546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-got-sprung.html' title='I got sprung.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XLcX3ubADmg/TnMsuc_4T1I/AAAAAAAAASw/GEC-WgyYg5Y/s72-c/012.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-1294140995000567234</id><published>2011-09-13T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:13:00.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In realization.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iOfcaJm4_yM/Tm-Mm0umFtI/AAAAAAAAASc/pAkcCovrB_I/loopll.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 399px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iOfcaJm4_yM/Tm-Mm0umFtI/AAAAAAAAASc/pAkcCovrB_I/loopll.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The expression on the left explains - I do have quite a number of grammar misapprehension in this blog and I really need to work on my english more. I mean really, it sucks bad. You guys can see the whole entire blog by yourself and you can leave comments on it. I don't really mind, I'm used to being criticize by anonymous people. However, expression on the right shows that sometimes I don't really care about what other people think about how english goes. Yeah, I mock some people about their broken english. How about mine ? You guys eventually would totally do the same to me too if you read my blog. To conclude, we all have our flaws. Like  mine, I'm really bad at giving presentation but at some point, I don't really care about it. I just have to deal with it and as well as you people. Ok, bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-1294140995000567234?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/1294140995000567234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=1294140995000567234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1294140995000567234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1294140995000567234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-realization.html' title='In realization.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iOfcaJm4_yM/Tm-Mm0umFtI/AAAAAAAAASc/pAkcCovrB_I/s72-c/loopll.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-25695803248232453</id><published>2011-09-13T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:56:49.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From laundry to dishing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aq38c-Xti2o/Tm9p3mdK09I/AAAAAAAAASQ/wH1Vl4Bfxa8/subway.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aq38c-Xti2o/Tm9p3mdK09I/AAAAAAAAASQ/wH1Vl4Bfxa8/subway.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QsBIoI5v3io/Tm9p31p-ITI/AAAAAAAAASU/1MmwVQWymu0/wat.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QsBIoI5v3io/Tm9p31p-ITI/AAAAAAAAASU/1MmwVQWymu0/wat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5-BnCMHrKVA/Tm9p3PK8-bI/AAAAAAAAASM/mcyLKsn8AvU/dishes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5-BnCMHrKVA/Tm9p3PK8-bI/AAAAAAAAASM/mcyLKsn8AvU/dishes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LTdbsxxiAqU/Tm9p20D8KgI/AAAAAAAAASI/87eRrjc5XVs/nnnn.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LTdbsxxiAqU/Tm9p20D8KgI/AAAAAAAAASI/87eRrjc5XVs/nnnn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XgXqhuEucXs/Tm9p2y9DC_I/AAAAAAAAASE/JNYf7uPsWXM/book.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XgXqhuEucXs/Tm9p2y9DC_I/AAAAAAAAASE/JNYf7uPsWXM/book.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;Started the day with a good kitchen practical. I made chowder today. Not half bad for a first timer. Then got English, not a lot of things happened today. I'm ending my day as normal as any other night. Firstly, I got home about 9-ish. Supposedly to have Subway in college with my friend but I had to go home 'cause it has been two days I've went back home late. Fortunately, Mom read my mind and there was Subway inside my fridge. They know me best by getting me the meatball sub. On the midst of reheating my dinner, the sister came and she brought along a favorite niece of mine. Ain't she cute ? Just to clear things off, she's a she. Done eating, had to wash some dishes after putting all of my dirty clothes in the washing machine (Yeah, I look sexy right from the back ? You should see the front side of me, even more hideous) . Extra information, I'm waiting for my laundry to be done while I'm blogging this and and I also picked out what am I gonna wear for tomorrow. That's about it. I have to get on with the  books, again. I got Oenology finals tomorrow. Totally hoping that I can ace the test. See ya, bye !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-25695803248232453?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/25695803248232453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=25695803248232453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/25695803248232453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/25695803248232453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/from-laundry-to-dishing.html' title='From laundry to dishing.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aq38c-Xti2o/Tm9p3mdK09I/AAAAAAAAASQ/wH1Vl4Bfxa8/s72-c/subway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5783845033053630694</id><published>2011-09-12T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:20:22.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Washing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l12RUCJB4Ow/Tm4iTZS-auI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HbPI3P2Sbo8/laundry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l12RUCJB4Ow/Tm4iTZS-auI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HbPI3P2Sbo8/laundry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TUlN33z8cHw/Tm4iTWXr4MI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9-YYWgrKhxQ/clothes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TUlN33z8cHw/Tm4iTWXr4MI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9-YYWgrKhxQ/clothes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6QeBSG-5xk0/Tm4iTrG8ooI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Lu8F0DBFNrk/dino.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6QeBSG-5xk0/Tm4iTrG8ooI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Lu8F0DBFNrk/dino.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came back from college. Tired as hell. As just as I arrived home, I changed into my comfort form of clothes and I head to the back to do some laundry, also, I prepared what to wear for tomorrow as well ; just in case. Last kitchen class went pretty darn good today. Me and my friend made Nasi Lemak. It wasn't the best but it was the spiciest. Before kitchen, I had 2 assessments, the first was meh and the second was double meh. I just don't want to think about it much because both of the test I did, erm... let's just call it "fine". Yeah. Oh today's the Lantern Festival. I just witnessed the wonders of it today in college. It was awesome. Wrote my wish on those big lanterns and it went up smoothly. Sorry I didn't took pictures of it, I was having fun, so no time for pictures. I apologize for that. All and all, it was a good day today. I better go study now. Wednesday, I have another test. Got my dino shirt on and let's get studying but right after the laundry's done. Bye !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5783845033053630694?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5783845033053630694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5783845033053630694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5783845033053630694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5783845033053630694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/late-night-washing.html' title='Late Night Washing'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l12RUCJB4Ow/Tm4iTZS-auI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HbPI3P2Sbo8/s72-c/laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-45030836889324855</id><published>2011-09-11T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T10:32:49.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starred</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uw8Blp6r_VY/TmzwTb8J0NI/AAAAAAAAARk/QFAzfrsxbNM/001.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RahHf3V_ATw/TmzwTdDogFI/AAAAAAAAARo/YEZGbcBgJhI/002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lS6HXxykgKY/TmzwTgc3u7I/AAAAAAAAARs/bJe3ee1fCvY/aaxxx.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lS6HXxykgKY/TmzwTgc3u7I/AAAAAAAAARs/bJe3ee1fCvY/aaxxx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Not handling my reading quite good today. I am supposed to be studying to tomorrow's/today exam but I can't seem to have my eyes on the material. My first predicament that I'm problems with is that the material are all in the laptop. So, besides studying, I'm going online instead. I wish I had books back again. Oh the joy of being old school. I'm really in a mess right now. I'm going online non-stop today and I watched the Twilight Saga with the little sister, the show was pathetic. I can't watched that movie actually, it has too much drama and too frustrated for me to watch it. Other than studying, I packed all of my stuff for tomorrow. I packed my chef's uniform and I also picked out what am I gonna wear (picture above). I think I should be continuing what was I supposed to do first. Yeap, I'm gonna go straight to bed. I'll study tomorrow. No worries. Goodnight ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-45030836889324855?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/45030836889324855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=45030836889324855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/45030836889324855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/45030836889324855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/starred.html' title='Starred'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uw8Blp6r_VY/TmzwTb8J0NI/AAAAAAAAARk/QFAzfrsxbNM/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8046231396418841518</id><published>2011-09-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T21:49:23.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aMrDxRcVkhE/Tmw6mNJ1_tI/AAAAAAAAARU/AEayg3puqjI/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I2pgLiB2IWI/Tmw6mCx8dQI/AAAAAAAAARY/zt5-2fs6i0g/005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I2pgLiB2IWI/Tmw6mCx8dQI/AAAAAAAAARY/zt5-2fs6i0g/005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KfuLsCo-7PU/Tmw6mR8JWNI/AAAAAAAAARc/d4OEuzYF3wc/006.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sunday. Woke up at 10. I was surprised that I got out of bed and didn't even bother to go online and check up on my twitter. I got out of bed at head to the TV area. Sunday morning cartoons might I say ? It wasn't really cartoon, I watched Home Alone 3 on Disney Channel. Despite of my age, I still prefer cartoons than other channels except if there's nothing interesting is on the kids channel, I would probably change to the cooking channel, MTV or anything at least if something interesting is on. The third picture was my breakfast. Comfort food is the best. All and all, that's how my sunday morning started. I better go take a shower and I have to get on with the books. So bye ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8046231396418841518?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8046231396418841518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8046231396418841518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8046231396418841518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8046231396418841518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aMrDxRcVkhE/Tmw6mNJ1_tI/AAAAAAAAARU/AEayg3puqjI/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8362748644071118827</id><published>2011-09-10T10:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:59:31.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKlyvMi1OVg/TmuiYksmQnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DvcJrwgp_as/143.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKlyvMi1OVg/TmuiYksmQnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DvcJrwgp_as/143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Condition of the bed this morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just another typical Saturday. I woke up late because the day before I slept very much late the fact that I know that it's going to be Saturday on the next day. Mom made my brother his favorite dish in the whole wide world since he just came back from college. Just a short getting-back-home weekend. Then, he's straight off to college Monday, I think. Speaking of him, he's totally pathetic now. Harsh words you say ? I love him but that's how he is. Okay, back to the story. He's totally being self absorbed to Foursquare. Let me tell you what it is first, it's an application on your phone where you can "check-in" to the place where you at. Basically that's just it, you can get badges and even mayorships through it, that's it. Yeah so, my brother here is having his hand/brain stuck to it. I can honestly he's desperate, desperate for points. Yes, he's addicted to that application because he wants to beat the others, their points. He even went to random places just to "randomly check-in" get points. Now, he's out with his friends, checking in to a lot of places just to beat my highscore which is 280 and he is at 230 something - I can't remember. So, that's about it about him and about my day. My eyes are too unwilling to continue. Bye bye now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8362748644071118827?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8362748644071118827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8362748644071118827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8362748644071118827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8362748644071118827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/09/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rKlyvMi1OVg/TmuiYksmQnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DvcJrwgp_as/s72-c/143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2119430421606339149</id><published>2011-08-13T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:31:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dvii9rWIwUw/Tkbsk25j3-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_YSoX5qzSKI/s640/5.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dvii9rWIwUw/Tkbsk25j3-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_YSoX5qzSKI/s640/5.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning. Blogging after sahur, again. I didn't sleep until now to be frank. I feel a tad bit tired but I can live with it. Wait, I'm forgetting why I decided to blog today. Wait just a second...Okay ! Done. The reason why I didn't sleep ; First, I was watching some kick ass Power Rangers Movie, both of them. Yes, I'm a total bad ass, and by bad ass I mean, an immature adult who won't give up on his childhood. Secondly, homework. Thinking of doing it but failed, way down. However, I hope I can do it today ( Sunday ). Next, I'm thinking a lot nowadays. I have a lot to do. I got homework, my industrial training which is on October, I got my duties as a graphics team / editor on a college magazine that now I am downloading Adobe Illustrator since they need me to use it which I don't have a single inch of brain to use it. All and all, I have to face with this patiently. Yes, I may sound like a complainer but hey, that's what teenagers do. We complain and we accomplished, well some of us. Also, i'm inside a stress bubble right now. I can't seem to get out of it. Again, all and all, I have to succeed in facing in. I think that might just be enough for today. I have to get some shut eye before I turned myself into an almost-extinct-eyes-bagged panda. Oh how I love them, they are just so cute. Okay, I'm finished. Be back later. See you ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dawn tune ; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wagn8Wrmzuc&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;Lady Gaga - Judas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Picture Self Screen Print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2119430421606339149?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2119430421606339149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2119430421606339149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2119430421606339149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2119430421606339149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-morning.html' title='Sick Body'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dvii9rWIwUw/Tkbsk25j3-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_YSoX5qzSKI/s72-c/5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3283637435827419138</id><published>2011-08-09T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:10:17.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pixdGtFo3Mk/SZQ601PdMnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T-oqDYVWs_8/s720/Birthday%252520Girl%252520005.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pixdGtFo3Mk/SZQ601PdMnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T-oqDYVWs_8/s720/Birthday%252520Girl%252520005.PNG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what I stumble upon to today. My old self. Not really old exactly, it was a few years back. I was young and very witty. Hormones was still stable. Now I AM A MESS. Today's post is just oh so boring because I'm boring myself. I'm in the library college at the moment waiting for my friends, then, straight off to my house to do the assignment. My eyes are really hating on me right now. They won't stay open. I really need some snoozin' action going. I need it now if I can. That's it I guess. See you guys soon !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3283637435827419138?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3283637435827419138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3283637435827419138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3283637435827419138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3283637435827419138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-what-i-stumble-upon-to-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pixdGtFo3Mk/SZQ601PdMnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T-oqDYVWs_8/s72-c/Birthday%252520Girl%252520005.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4090747978223628229</id><published>2011-08-09T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:15:57.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9NYLhyMVHwk/TkFlcLAJrqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/SB7uOSCuVo4/s720/75160018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9NYLhyMVHwk/TkFlcLAJrqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/SB7uOSCuVo4/s720/75160018.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.51, Midnight. Supposedly to be studying for an exam. 6 hours more to go until Mathematics starts. Look at me, I'm blogging whilst watching some television. Stress level is rising, fast. I got tons of assessment coming. Presentation needs to be done. Talking about presentation, my friends from college are coming tomorrow and you know what that means, SLEEPOVER (okay, girly moment) , just to finish up the presentation. My first slumber party at my new home. Psych much. Okay, slumber parties might sound a little bit non-straight but that's how I am. A just goer. This is moving out of topic. Okay, I need some snoozing time. Goodnight/Good Morning people !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4090747978223628229?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4090747978223628229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4090747978223628229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4090747978223628229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4090747978223628229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/12.html' title='I can&apos;t believe'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9NYLhyMVHwk/TkFlcLAJrqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/SB7uOSCuVo4/s72-c/75160018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7116343926472895195</id><published>2011-08-08T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:54:58.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zef1vOERaQ4/TkBX1Mn7j7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ot2mWEl4-bw/s720/75160002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zef1vOERaQ4/TkBX1Mn7j7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ot2mWEl4-bw/s720/75160002.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing that I have to overcome with during Ramadhan is that, I constantly have to stay awake right after sahur. If I go to sleep, chances to hear my phone alarm is unnecessarily impossible . Other problems would be, I would wake up but maybe about 7 o'clock. My class starts at 8 thus meaning I have a lot of time to prepare. However, the bad part about waking up at 7, traffic jam hour starts. Suckish, I tell you. This just means I have to bear with all of this only for the time being. Thank god I don't have class on Thursdays. Between all of that, yesterday was the worse day ever. Tons of bad things happened. I cried and I shivered, due to a sudden shock and a misunderstood bitch. To be honest during this holy month, I'm not that kind of guy that really gives out when it comes to 'feelings' It's been ages since I did really gave my heart out to anyone. Just throwing my emotions is just not me. Maybe one day, I'll get that chance to do. Oh, siht, I need to get ready and I have to study for my Ooneology assessment on Wednesday. Wish me the best of luck :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7116343926472895195?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7116343926472895195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7116343926472895195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7116343926472895195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7116343926472895195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/thing-that-i-have-to-overcome-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zef1vOERaQ4/TkBX1Mn7j7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Ot2mWEl4-bw/s72-c/75160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3670629399037480607</id><published>2011-08-07T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:24:24.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TMEYXH7agIE/Tj86iABd5BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Dqp6cV4NP8o/s720/59372308.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TMEYXH7agIE/Tj86iABd5BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Dqp6cV4NP8o/s720/59372308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definition of personal style. Brava !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Photo from &lt;a href="http://streetfsn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Streefsn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3670629399037480607?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3670629399037480607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3670629399037480607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3670629399037480607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3670629399037480607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/morning-sunshine.html' title='Morning Sunshine'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TMEYXH7agIE/Tj86iABd5BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Dqp6cV4NP8o/s72-c/59372308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4299697926595970409</id><published>2011-08-07T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T14:43:46.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5972157105_88b1033169_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 424px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5972157105_88b1033169_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's early in the morning and I feel tired like an iPhone having only 10% of battery left. Okay, bad metaphor but you know what I mean. Just had my sahur, alone. My little sister didn't wake up, she said she was supposed to be waken up but my maid said something I really don't understand. Like seriously, I don't really understand what she's even trying to say to me sometimes. Besides that, some of you guys have already know this but I might just write it here. I just moved in into a new house. Yeap, the picture right up there (where you're looking now) is my new room. Patrick's there ! Glad to have him, he has been sleeping with me for a quite sometimes now. If you're wondering who the hell is Patrick (?) He's the red dog that my parents bought me for my birthday. Ouh yeah, my new house has it's own nature's concert. I can hear crickets under my stairs. It's kinda awesome when you think of it. Well, I certainly think it's cool. Thus, that's an end to my yawn-full post. LOL. See you guys soon. P/S ; See, I did blog today. That's 2 days in a row now. See ya !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Photo from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/umarhariz/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4299697926595970409?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4299697926595970409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4299697926595970409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4299697926595970409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4299697926595970409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/crickets.html' title='Crickets'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5972157105_88b1033169_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3140303782268061693</id><published>2011-08-06T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:16:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4154/5412987911_c537e089c1_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 424px; " src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4154/5412987911_c537e089c1_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The moment when you really want to blog then there must be something wrong coming in your way. This is what is happening to me right now. The dirt is that I really, effin' really want to blog right now but I can't due to my Photoshop problems. I just fixed my laptop last few days and now, my Photoshop's missing. So, maybe a few days coming, I'll be able to blog like always. "Like always" you say ? Yes, I know, that doesn't sound like me, at all but I want to change for a while and start to blog again. I just missed it and I see that blogs are now really disappearing. People rather go to Tumblr right now. I'm not hating or anything. I have a Tumblr myself (if you already found it) but blogspot is where I, I mean we, all of us started from that's all. If my readers is still out there. Thank you for sticking up with this boring old blog. And I promise, there will be a next new post. Therefore, see you guys in a couple of days :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/umarhariz/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3140303782268061693?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3140303782268061693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3140303782268061693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3140303782268061693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3140303782268061693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/08/interference.html' title='Interference'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4154/5412987911_c537e089c1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8348526498456833547</id><published>2011-07-17T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:57:27.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G'day Mates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;Went out with the guys the other week. So, here are some visuals on what we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/5972054631_1b6037edd1_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/5972054631_1b6037edd1_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I drove to One Utama that day since Uzair (the middle) never see my drive before and that day was like he's last day here *sobs :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5972054639_52cdbca342_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5972054639_52cdbca342_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stumble upon to the best Korean food ever. Thank Zahid (left&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for telling us this place. The food was amazing. I'm so hype about this because it was my first time eating here. So, apologies for the batakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/5972054633_53d510219f_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/5972054633_53d510219f_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5972054643_e0913c846b_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5972054643_e0913c846b_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/5972054649_d173ae7d7b_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/5972054649_d173ae7d7b_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voila ! The best food ever. Ouh yeah, the restaurant's called Seoul Garden if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6132/5972054655_26d02a0acf_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6132/5972054655_26d02a0acf_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, we watched Transformer in 3D. Mind them, they were to hyped out after the movie. Nevertheless, the movie was an A-okay movie. From my opinion, the previous sequels was better than this one. I'm just sayin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5972086717_15cffc307c_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5972086717_15cffc307c_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long-hard laughing day. It's time to go back. We went back home kinda late. About 9 o'clock or something. Funny story, after the was taken, Zahid literally went on top of my car and he dented the top of it. Wow, proves that he really needs to loose some of the pounds. That day was memorable. Had tons of fun and I will miss you Uzair. Have fun over there mate ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8348526498456833547?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8348526498456833547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8348526498456833547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8348526498456833547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8348526498456833547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/07/gday-mates.html' title='G&apos;day Mates'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/5972054631_1b6037edd1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2852743388483606935</id><published>2011-07-12T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:24:51.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5301/5866313304_2f01d3da21_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5301/5866313304_2f01d3da21_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pictures from My FLICKR. LINK ON YOUR RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2852743388483606935?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2852743388483606935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2852743388483606935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2852743388483606935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2852743388483606935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-was-art-i-submitted-for-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5301/5866313304_2f01d3da21_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4213188216679629942</id><published>2011-06-24T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T06:04:39.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushified</title><content type='html'>&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/687/img2601v.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/7505/img2601v.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I ate the other week with an old friend of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4213188216679629942?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4213188216679629942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4213188216679629942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4213188216679629942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4213188216679629942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_1748.html' title='Sushified'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-9102604012140166042</id><published>2011-04-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:33:00.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing attention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The feeling when your friend, a close one, called you a betrayer. I'm in serious mode at this moment. By blogging, might just help things cool down. I just need to let it out. Yeah, back to that particular feeling. I definitely hate that feeling. After years and years of being a good friend, at the end, that word comes up. Nearly everything, I helped you. The days when you had the worse day of your entire life, I was there, a friend, helping you getting through it. Everything I did was just to help you out. Right at this moment, I'm out of words, to express. Apologies for this short anger management session. I just need somewhere to let it out. I hope you guys understand. Here's a tip for today ; A friend in need is a friend indeed but when your friend becomes a bitch, just screw with it. That's all from me. Goodbye and be merry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-9102604012140166042?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/9102604012140166042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=9102604012140166042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9102604012140166042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9102604012140166042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/04/drawing-attention_01.html' title='Drawing attention.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-483103738955969734</id><published>2011-02-25T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:59:04.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not about that</title><content type='html'>Hello earthlings. Yeah, how do you like ma new layout ? my new design ? Well i'm diggin it. Its got all of my favourite colours. To be honest, those are not actually my favourite colours, I just like the colours because the colours combines well with each other and plus, it's the same colours I used on my twitter design. So, mainly what I'm trying to say here that I don't have any favourite in colours. I just love all of the colours, that might just sound a little bit gay but bare in mind with me. Colour matching is what important. How dynamic the contrast the colours can be or the how emphasizing the colours may be, it can be turn out magnificantly. This is way out of topic. This how weird I am, I can't even make grammar, grammar anymore. It's all about randomness when it comes to me. Heck, the world revolves around randomness. Okay, now coming into a new topic. I now, have my own personal laptop. Say no to sharing (there's still gonna be that, i'm sure of it) and I can now make my own life easier when it comes to doing assignments or something related to that. Thanks to my big brother, he's one of the best big brother like no little brother can find. So, I really thanked him a lot for buying me this. He really know when it comes to gadgets. Oh yeah, there's more about him. Despite being the good brother and all, he can be a tad bit annoying. More or less, I still love him. So, that's about it. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-483103738955969734?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/483103738955969734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=483103738955969734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/483103738955969734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/483103738955969734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-not-about-that.html' title='Its not about that'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4743024990139949751</id><published>2011-01-25T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:22:09.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICK !</title><content type='html'>Will be changing the layout for this blog. It looks non-attractive anymore. It looks pale. Boring and what not. This is my New Year's Resolution. Changing my look for my blog. Weird, but hey, atleast it's uncommon. You don't see alot of people having their resolutions like mine except their picture resolution is way more wicked than mine. I'm just so sorry that I haven't post anything interesting here. Though, I never stop blogging right ? Oh yeah, a quick note, a bit busy, in college right now. Yes I know it's early but what can I do ? I can't take my hand off to education and what am I suppose to do for 5 months of not working. That's why I enter early. I'm done. Stay awesome people and keep your mouse clicking to this blog. I'm sure the new look will amaze you (I hope). Wish me luck so I don't suck at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4743024990139949751?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4743024990139949751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4743024990139949751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4743024990139949751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4743024990139949751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2011/01/quick.html' title='QUICK !'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2705105070828019222</id><published>2010-12-03T05:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T05:26:41.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bad Ass</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hid&lt;/span&gt; something inside &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt; through &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; only some, okay, no one knows. So, if you could find it. You are a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;master&lt;/span&gt; of all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stalkers &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;or solving puzzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;highlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it may not be here, but it is somewhere inside the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt; on finding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2705105070828019222?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2705105070828019222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2705105070828019222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2705105070828019222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2705105070828019222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-bad-ass.html' title='I&apos;m Bad Ass'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6611141017424723522</id><published>2010-10-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:47:00.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit chu with cash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TMWg3CB_ckI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZP5nyqAAUeg/s1600/godzilla1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TMWg3CB_ckI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZP5nyqAAUeg/s400/godzilla1_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532004584592994882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ola senior. Since god knows when was the last time I blogged and post something. Been kinda busy. By meaning of busy, i've been procrastinating, in gluttony, and preparing for my big exam which is 28 more days away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;Got some good news, Trials just ended and results was pretty satisfying. For the first time, this year, i got no red marks, in other words, FAIL subjects. It's a shocker that i didn't fail my Addmaths. I gotta thank God for that. Ouh, the other reason why I haven't been updating because now i got ma own private journal/blog that I update it pretty much everyday,. but for now, i'm too lazy/busy(maybe) to update because am having my post trials. Done with lame reasons, i just got news that my friend just got into an accident. He's okay but not the car. The car headlights got smashed/shatter/crumble anything from that, the only thing i know that the car was lightly damaged. Forgot to mention, the car was not his, it was his friend's. He just drove it and the friend's dad got angry and ask him to pay the damage. I sympathize him. He has been through a lot this year. So i lend him some money to pay off the damaged caused. So, everything is now settled and everyone's happy and safe. Nuff about sad cases, yesterday, went out with the family and i'm so happy to say this, bought myself a new pair of kicks. I'll post the pictures as soon my sister brings back the camera. I'm out of ideas to type. To be honest, my mind is full with some stories but I just don't know how to bring that to the blog. Maybe it's because my english sorta kinda sucks, fo sho. My grammar mistakes are numerous &amp;amp; I think my words are a big yawn. That's why my blog stated, DON'T BOTHER UNDERSTANDING. Wait, that ain't right. Might change it though ( well i did say might, not will ). Until then. Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6611141017424723522?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6611141017424723522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6611141017424723522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6611141017424723522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6611141017424723522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/10/hit-chu-with-cash.html' title='Hit chu with cash'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TMWg3CB_ckI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZP5nyqAAUeg/s72-c/godzilla1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6712599893378445524</id><published>2010-08-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:59:37.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star trek, you just got burned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/THkxJv5Z9EI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JOVFI9_dCNM/s1600/hayah+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/THkxJv5Z9EI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JOVFI9_dCNM/s400/hayah+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510489662610338882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention to all yawn-ers ( if there's such word ) Prepare to be immobilize. Because *in fast track motion, weonlygot80daysleftbeforeSPMstartsandihaven'treadasinglebookandimeanseriouslyI.AM.GOING.TO.CRY. Well the crying part, not gonna happen. I only cry when i really really really want to, but i don't. Oh i think thats about it. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6712599893378445524?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6712599893378445524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6712599893378445524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6712599893378445524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6712599893378445524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/08/star-trek-you-just-got-burned.html' title='Star trek, you just got burned'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/THkxJv5Z9EI/AAAAAAAAAMw/JOVFI9_dCNM/s72-c/hayah+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-1535275855794700580</id><published>2010-08-05T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:37:41.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....stubborn youth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TFrv_uVtvAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5XD1u_hpOY/s1600/Untitled-1+copy.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TFrv_uVtvAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5XD1u_hpOY/s400/Untitled-1+copy.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501973772836387842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hello non-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loyal readers o' mine. Just finished watching Leverage on some site. It's not half bad, okay it's awesome. Okay, I'm here post something else not some program on tv. Life has been so much interesting for the last few weeks, yes, the weeks. I've been busy being invisible might I add. Moving on to my conundrum, been having tons of problems in school. Friends issue. "Yeah I'm talking to you &lt;/span&gt;bitch, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then who else am I talking to ? The wall ?" Well, that was a snippet of what I'm trying to say to my so-called-best-friend. Yes, my heart is aching like mad and yes, I am being sarcastic. So, I'll be happy to see you waving the national flag alone. Ignore the line, only a few knows what i meant. What else ? Hmm, Yeah, possibly I'll try my best to ignore and not looking at you in the face. I know how you hate Hello's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with my complicated puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets move on people. To keep up the pace, trial is just one month away. I'm psyched. Note,to people who really knows me, they'll know that I'm effing lying. Nah, the only thing I'm worried about are Add Maths and Physics. Dude, i think i should be studying by now, oh wait, it's 1:27 in the morning. Might as well go surfing some more and learn or study at school 'cause i only got 6 hours before the ring bells. Oh to add more so that  this blog couldn't be any more boring, my school is just a few steps from my house. Rad ? I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll bet this would be the last words for today. So, post ya later. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-1535275855794700580?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/1535275855794700580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=1535275855794700580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1535275855794700580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1535275855794700580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-prisoner-too-mr-jailer.html' title='....stubborn youth.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TFrv_uVtvAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5XD1u_hpOY/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4957546376258033301</id><published>2010-06-23T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T08:20:38.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run fast for you mother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TCHrqooAR2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8PbKjXZt72I/s1600/page-0001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TCHrqooAR2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8PbKjXZt72I/s400/page-0001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485924938806216546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh, don't you just miss the old days ? I sure do. No worries and no stress. Well look at me now. I'm in one. Nonetheless, this year has been quite bumpy yet a joyful ride. Having tons of predicaments. The picture above says it all. May some of you know that but some don't. If you don't know what i mean by that particular statement then, so you have to figure that out by yourself. It's amazing how I manage to write non-readable-topics on my blog. So don't waste your time reading this, you better be off studying. Now, look who's typing those unreasonable words, so i'll bet that your saying " &lt;/span&gt;Next time you point a finger, i'll point you to the mirror. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" How rad could that be if that is to be my headline for this post ? " Dude, it's  my blog , I can do whatever I want ". I think you knew that would be my reaction wouldn't it ? I think I had enough crapping for the whole 10 minutes of doing this post. And i'll be counting the days for my Trial which is approximately 30++ more days while SPM is 90++ days. Signing off  &amp;amp; oh HAPPY FASTING PEOPLE, shut up foo ! peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4957546376258033301?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4957546376258033301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4957546376258033301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4957546376258033301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4957546376258033301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/06/run-fast-for-you-mother.html' title='Run fast for you mother.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TCHrqooAR2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8PbKjXZt72I/s72-c/page-0001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6903546600144352234</id><published>2010-06-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:06:44.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty days, I will always remember you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TB4uPczheAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zGvJlr5vRWQ/s1600/38180021.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TB4uPczheAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zGvJlr5vRWQ/s400/38180021.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484872239149053954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you Daddeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its the last day of the holidays people and today is Father's Day. what a coin-ki-dink, yeah ? Above here is ma wonderful-awesomeness-cooliest dad ever. Love him to bits even with all the yelling and rebellious stuff i did. So, to all the fathers out there, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY FATHER's DAY&lt;/span&gt;. Anywhos, sorry for not updating for a quite sometime, been busy with stuff.  Scratch that, honestly, i've done nothing for the holidays except going out, NOT DOING MY HOMEWORK, went to singapore, NOT DOING MY HOMEWORK, and having a class party, and may i repeat NOT DOING MY HOMEWORK. what a mouthfull. Tons of homework, but why do i even bother *sigh dramatically. Enough about homeworks. Mid term results are coming tomorrow, so i'll be preparing my OWN recycling paper bin, yeah that's for sure. What else ? i'll guess thats about it, hope you guys had fun for these couple of weeks. I sure did. It's a good thing though that ma homework get to rest for once, well it is the holidays right ? How about that, the irony. So long people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6903546600144352234?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6903546600144352234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6903546600144352234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6903546600144352234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6903546600144352234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/06/pretty-days-i-will-always-remember-you.html' title='Pretty days, I will always remember you.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TB4uPczheAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zGvJlr5vRWQ/s72-c/38180021.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8978933230829235605</id><published>2010-05-31T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T04:25:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm making to attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TAObUhWr3PI/AAAAAAAAALk/DTmOg9KyTOg/s1600/tumblr_kycpqnA5Ld1qaj5odo1_500_large.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TAObUhWr3PI/AAAAAAAAALk/DTmOg9KyTOg/s400/tumblr_kycpqnA5Ld1qaj5odo1_500_large.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477392348665863410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mid year are about to become history. Now, on to the next one. Got 3 or 4 months more to get set for the big exam. So, better open that dusty old form 4 books and start revising. Today, Chemistry paper, it was okay. Some of the question, answered while my eyes were closed. Tomorrow, got no paper. What a reliever. It's been kinda boring having a 3 week examination. I don't even bother to study now, to lazy to open up books and read yadda yadda yadda.  Yeah, tomorrow's paper just gonna be PJK. I wonder people even worried about that topic, or or finding out the leaked out questions. Those are people nowadays. Hell that, looks whos typing this crap. I'm also eager to know what's coming out but now, it's different. 'Cause i'm too lazy to study. So, byebye now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8978933230829235605?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8978933230829235605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8978933230829235605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8978933230829235605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8978933230829235605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-making-to-attack.html' title='I&apos;m making to attack'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/TAObUhWr3PI/AAAAAAAAALk/DTmOg9KyTOg/s72-c/tumblr_kycpqnA5Ld1qaj5odo1_500_large.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7844485696011814553</id><published>2010-05-24T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:20:25.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it by pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_pe79GhgBI/AAAAAAAAALc/nVUlnIrJlJE/s1600/tumblr_l06jujgnkd1qa7pqmo1_400_large.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_pe79GhgBI/AAAAAAAAALc/nVUlnIrJlJE/s400/tumblr_l06jujgnkd1qa7pqmo1_400_large.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474792681129476114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A week its been passed. How times flies when you're not having fun. YES, im suffering here. Why ? Exams of course people ! Luckily, in these passed few days, i mean a week now i've been having my exam, I know what's coming out for all the papers. Techinally, not all but I would call it tips for what's coming out. All exams were okay, except for HISTORY AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAMA&lt;/span&gt;. yeah, be suprised. Tomorrow, i'll be having my Addmaths. Trying my best tho. However, maybe, i'll be taking what Izzan said at school today " Bring your blankets, your headphones, and sleep " . That's Izzan alright, he doesn't bother trying to passed Addmaths. So thats it, wish all the best for me 'cause i really really, one more time REALLY need it. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7844485696011814553?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7844485696011814553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7844485696011814553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7844485696011814553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7844485696011814553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/taking-it-by-pieces.html' title='Taking it by pieces'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_pe79GhgBI/AAAAAAAAALc/nVUlnIrJlJE/s72-c/tumblr_l06jujgnkd1qa7pqmo1_400_large.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4190060450590239882</id><published>2010-05-20T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:41:32.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMMENT THIS IF THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_U7ryO5tYI/AAAAAAAAALU/Mv0MyOdBvok/s1600/tumblr_l250weTnDk1qaud3no1_500.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_U7ryO5tYI/AAAAAAAAALU/Mv0MyOdBvok/s400/tumblr_l250weTnDk1qaud3no1_500.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473346545543394690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AM SUPPOSE TO BE STUDYING SEJARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, I'M TOO SLEEPY 'CAUSE WITH THE RAIN GOING ON OUTSIDE AND THE COSY BREEZE BY THE AIRCONDITIONER. END WITH A SNORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4190060450590239882?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4190060450590239882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4190060450590239882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4190060450590239882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4190060450590239882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/comment-this-if-this-always-happens-to.html' title='COMMENT THIS IF THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO YOU'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S_U7ryO5tYI/AAAAAAAAALU/Mv0MyOdBvok/s72-c/tumblr_l250weTnDk1qaud3no1_500.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8797783508800428377</id><published>2010-05-11T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T06:03:16.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can call whatchu want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-luWfy4PUI/AAAAAAAAALM/w6yqHC4ru3A/s1600/30024_119512888078701_100000599711940_199461_5981613_n.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-luWfy4PUI/AAAAAAAAALM/w6yqHC4ru3A/s400/30024_119512888078701_100000599711940_199461_5981613_n.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470024555189255490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Picture above, the wonderful yet noisy class known as 5B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, me birthday is today. Don't wanna brag, but I will tell you this. It was unexpected at all. Wanna know the dirt ? Starting of with a wonderful morning at school. Arrived to school at 0715 i think. Simple wishes, hopefully no ones remember my birthday, except for some certain people i know knew today was my birthday. Movin on, got this CIMA thing at school, gotta hear some lady saying about accountancy is profitable job bla bla bla. Before that, History period was first, Sabeela shouted, Happy Birthday to me. Then everyone started to sing. Art was the most loudest yeah very much. How sweet was that. Barfs* Then went to Bilik Fleksi to hear that CIMA speech. Sat next to Faiz. The speech wasn't too bad, heard Ecah sing and Johan's crazy moves was awesome. He did the wave. Couldn't know he had so much talent in that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" title=""&gt;quiet &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;body of his. Then, the bell rang for recess. Yeah, nothing much happened. Ouh English lesson was crazy. Made a random headline for our team project. Its about "Plastic Bags". More info in the newspaper, go check it out yourselves. Yeah, the headline was " You're a douchebag, plastic bags ", knarly right ? aint it ? yeahh. After recess, Math, ahh favourite of all subjects, maybe. Ouh Puan Noraini wished me Happy Birthday and said i was a good boy in class, just saying. (Righhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhht). BM was next, presentation, end. Okay the worse part of my day. Going back home. I was being kept captived by Izzan and Faiz, yes i know im small and you guys are big. So, got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Floured. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The best treatment ever. Never in my life having pancaked. Shaheen throwed the first batched then the rest was all white. Keerthy poured water. Thanked GOD that there was no eggs. The guys sitting infront of the school was just staring. Darn you Haseef, Reza, Apam etc. Still,  Fieras did said that it was the last year of school. So im having fun alright. But but but, my bagg. Dangggg, how am i gonna go to school tomorrow. I'll find a way. In conclusion to this so-called-lame-old-boring-post of mine, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE MY GUYS AND GALS IN CLASS&lt;/span&gt;. Had new friends i could really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;, aint that right Reza. haha. Nevertheless, a one hell of a birthday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8797783508800428377?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8797783508800428377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8797783508800428377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8797783508800428377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8797783508800428377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/can-call-whatchu-want.html' title='Can call whatchu want'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-luWfy4PUI/AAAAAAAAALM/w6yqHC4ru3A/s72-c/30024_119512888078701_100000599711940_199461_5981613_n.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3850735972394840262</id><published>2010-05-10T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:01:33.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Space,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-gfw2bB3rI/AAAAAAAAALE/lnmUNobEh2o/s1600/tumblr_kws2k7StYK1qzr04eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-gfw2bB3rI/AAAAAAAAALE/lnmUNobEh2o/s400/tumblr_kws2k7StYK1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469656671544532658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's the deal. Okay there is no deal. But, here's the cheese. What the blazin tarnation is wrong with you. I tell you how your day? Yeah you said it was fine. Goood, then ask again. Are you okay. "NO" it replied. Yippie for that answer. Now, this blogging is about expressing not depressing youselves. I've given you the steps. Now what ? Nothing, but I can see that you're trying to tell me something. Is that true, if it is. Prove it then. Okay im done. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3850735972394840262?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3850735972394840262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3850735972394840262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3850735972394840262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3850735972394840262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/basic-space.html' title='Basic Space,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-gfw2bB3rI/AAAAAAAAALE/lnmUNobEh2o/s72-c/tumblr_kws2k7StYK1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6761066778986045761</id><published>2010-05-09T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T04:24:26.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-aamU2MFBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tS5sLeqtdLs/s1600/42810ZipBW_7940Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 429px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-aamU2MFBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tS5sLeqtdLs/s400/42810ZipBW_7940Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469228780709745682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;source, TheSartorialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Call me lame or something. I kinda like this picture. Found the picture when i was so bored. So, saved it. Tadaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6761066778986045761?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6761066778986045761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6761066778986045761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6761066778986045761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6761066778986045761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/gap.html' title='Gap.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-aamU2MFBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tS5sLeqtdLs/s72-c/42810ZipBW_7940Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3830607634567623249</id><published>2010-05-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:53:52.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want me, let me know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-WIRq6YyKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/At3-oxfZuLo/s1600/eagle_spitzer_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-WIRq6YyKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/At3-oxfZuLo/s320/eagle_spitzer_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468927159669672098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well hello people, to start my blog for today is i shall begin with what's been happening this week. On Monday, School. Tuesday, School then after that i've got Mathematics Class in the afternoon. Then Thursday, i think my brother just got back from London. And yes, London. What purpose ? Yeah, he went there to see the football match between Liverpool and Chelsea on the 1st May i think. He got back at the afternoon after i just got back from History Class. My brother quoted " London's kinda boring ". Why ? 'cause there aint no entertainment there, but if you're like filthy rich. Surely you must fucking like living there. Shop till ya drop. I mean drop dead and roll. Erm, what else ?Fuck. I forgot to mention Wednesday, ouh yeah the day of the day. Ain't got anything at that particular day, YET except school. Ouh, about Monday, i've got Add Maths Class which is the bomb although i hate Add Maths and still starting to like it. Friday ? School, Art Class and Bahasa Class in the evening. Then comes the weekdays, today im posting this blog is on Saturday. Yeah, in the afternoon, got Chemistry Class. Ordered Dominos and ate until the Physics teacher came in. Shouting Happy Birthday to our beloved teacher today. Yeah he's turning 29 ? LMAO. yeah, the age, don't agree. Still, trying to investigate the real number. Hmm, after Physics Class. Got ready to go to Pavi. To celebrate an advance Happy Mother's Day. Had a blast. Everyone was there. Yup. that's what just happened for me today. So bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3830607634567623249?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3830607634567623249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3830607634567623249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3830607634567623249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3830607634567623249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-want-me-let-me-know.html' title='If you want me, let me know'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S-WIRq6YyKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/At3-oxfZuLo/s72-c/eagle_spitzer_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4189159838305477565</id><published>2010-04-28T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T03:33:40.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quart Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I't just so bored on what to do with the internet now. It's kinda lame tho that i'm saying this. Remember this you guys, Umar Hariz said that online is boring. Take note of that. Enough about lame stuff, alot have happened these past few months and as you all know that i've been abandoning this shit blog. Still i have this piece of crap, maybe is because it fills up my boredome. So, whats been going on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Went to Australia on what month again ? I don't remember but i think it was on February.  Might be uploading some pictures. I said 'might' and i did not make any promises. so yeah fuck that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) School is just cool, been studying alot. Literally. I'm more a mathematician now. Like maths but dispises add maths but trying to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) School magazine ? wow, don't let me start talking abt that crap. It's just piling up on my schedule. Plus, i need to do my class what thinga-ma-jhig again. Ouh yeah the memory page. Damn, im tired of taking pictures right now. darn, what happened to me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Exams are just around the corner, and look at that. I'm too busy doing this blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty much it i guess and i know what y'all might be thinkin'. WOW, this blog sucks badd. yeah. pretty much. i've couldn't have agreed more. It's too much abt problems rather than fun-ism the hell shit. So, bye now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9fpiMOY8DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Mj4B-jMNT0o/s1600/51500017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9fpiMOY8DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Mj4B-jMNT0o/s320/51500017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465093446443790386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9fs6eHVuEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2ss9o6ZRdsk/s1600/51500018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9fs6eHVuEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2ss9o6ZRdsk/s320/51500018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465097162097801282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9f2_uGse4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/dGz12YcZ0lM/s1600/38180026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9f2-W7azfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cm9ux1u7nek/s320/38180024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465108224004509170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9f29rpm9rI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gFnnKcmUQrg/s1600/51500004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9f29rpm9rI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gFnnKcmUQrg/s320/51500004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465108212387083954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4189159838305477565?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4189159838305477565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4189159838305477565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4189159838305477565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4189159838305477565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/04/quart-things.html' title='Quart Things'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S9fpiMOY8DI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Mj4B-jMNT0o/s72-c/51500017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4536246639574120550</id><published>2010-02-27T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:30:06.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wazzzzzzzzzzzup,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S4lyq6t11-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XyrSRF9XoNo/s1600-h/21510006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S4lyq6t11-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XyrSRF9XoNo/s320/21510006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443007706295556066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello dusty blog. Its been what ? Months ? Weeks ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh hello imaginary readers, its 3 something now. chatting with a friend o' mine. He just came back from umrah so im psyched to see him bald. Yeah, i'll be the first one to touch his head. FTW ? What else ? hmm, school's cool. Friends are just great. My life's been smooth over the past few months. Living with it. First exam would on the 1st of March. How great is that ? Yes, fuck them book, they won't open unless my lazy hand want them to do so. Mmm, I want a hamster. Cute &amp;amp; cuddly one's. Shit what i just said. Anything else ? Naaah, bye then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4536246639574120550?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4536246639574120550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4536246639574120550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4536246639574120550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4536246639574120550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2010/02/wazzzzzzzzzzzup.html' title='Wazzzzzzzzzzzup,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/S4lyq6t11-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XyrSRF9XoNo/s72-c/21510006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5447998912978016591</id><published>2009-12-01T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:02:48.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looza Palooza,</title><content type='html'>Currently obsessing with Tumblr right now, i do not know why. It's fun &amp;amp; it's fast. I know its kinda lame for me 'cause i just made one. Hey, you can't judge a late comer right ? Anyways, here's my &lt;a href="http://umarhariz.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; link. Hope you enjoy it. Follow me, Lame  ! Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5447998912978016591?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5447998912978016591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5447998912978016591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5447998912978016591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5447998912978016591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/12/looza-palooza.html' title='Looza Palooza,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5926976140338747539</id><published>2009-11-22T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:04:58.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A complex shape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hey yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No introduction needed, the last couple of days, i've been sick. Literally sick, as in sick sick. Coughing, runny nose. Yeah, that kind of sick. Nothing much really happened. Ouh yeah, hung out with them friends on what day again ? I think it was Saturday. Nevermind that, we hung out at 1 a.m. Yeah it was late that time. But it was fun. Then came back 4 something. No details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New page. Okay, have you ever been a love triangle? No, im talking about myself. and i don't want to hear any rumours about me having any love triangle. Seriously, it isnt really about me. It's about a FRIEND of mind. Okay, having these two kinda bestfriend of mind are having a love triangle. They both like the same girl. The funny part is, they both don't know they like the same girl. The first guy, his name im gonna write as A and the second guy im gonna named him S. A has this crushed on this girl for like i don't know, 1 year from now. He waited and waited and kept waiting for her yet no response. What a total loss. But, he kept waitin'. S however, after breaking up with another girl that he used to for about 6 months or so or less. Then, he suddenly got this crushed on the same girl with A. That's much how it is. Lame right ? Plus, how giddy-goody how can i be by giving initials for names. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess. Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5926976140338747539?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5926976140338747539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5926976140338747539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5926976140338747539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5926976140338747539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/11/complex-shape.html' title='A complex shape.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3603954006626389152</id><published>2009-11-17T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:03:24.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ra, ra, it's the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its been what ? i think a month i didn't touch this fckin blog of mine. still, i love reading all those who am i following. no need to thank me. really do love all your posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is unexpected. Totally out of way cause me big bro is having his SPM today. yeah its 12 a.m in the morning. He's quite asleep now. Now, he only got i know know, maybe 6 hours or so before he goes into the hall. Take out his 2B pencil and write. The other thing is, imma be form 5 next year. Yeah, that's right. But, not cool. I gotta work my butts off to get me good grades next year. Dang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moving on. What's been going these past few months ? hmm, let me think one or two. Ouh yeah, exams are finally over. yeah, old news i know. sloth much. Nevermind that. How about today ? Yeah today was awesome. Today i went to KL with the teachers and form 6 students. Cause teach' made this trip to go KL just to fill the boredom to those who needs em. Like me. First, we went to Muzium Negara. It was a fright yet funny palce to go. Hate the mannequins. Like the names of the old games that Malay kids used to play. Serious shit it was damn funny. For an example, you know the game 'London Bridge' right? No, not "the" LONDON BRIDGE. It's the game where each kid makes sort of kindof bridge with both hands and a friend opposite him/her then one kid at a time will go through the hole made by the friend between. Yeah, do you know what Malay's used to called them ? 'Wa Pepek'. It even has a song for that particular game. The irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next place is PetroScience. It was fun. Dropped by the bus near LV. So, thinking about going inside LV with Becks wearing  school sport's uniform on. Wouldn't that be awesome ? People staring blankly at us and in their minds saying WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE KIDS DOING HERE WITH THOSE HIDEOUS CLOTHES. Hey, it wasnt our fault cause the school had bad uniforms. Bullshit. Going on, went into the Petroscience, and GOD we'd waited in the line for about 20 minutes. It was damn slow. Eventually, got into the place and played all sorts of kind of stuff. Favourite part was playing the Slide. A certain someone got stucked in the slide. hilarious. Got out as quickly as we can. Then, went for lunch. I had sushi with Hajar and apparently Hajar barf all the sushi back in a plastic bag on the bus. Cool. Plus, Fahmi was funny cause he said Louis Vuitton out loud but he pronounced it wrong. Laugh my ass off. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place was the Museum Of Islamic Thingy. Ouhkay i don't know what's that place called but the only thing i know is that place was a museum. So moving on, the place was fulled with domes. Gotta get your heads up when going to that kind of place. Nothing much. Yeah, bought my mum a mug cause her birthday is coming up soon. I'm making this project to her which has all of us 6 sibs pictures when we young and now grown up. How cute is that ? Yeah ev,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight means today. That night, went to sunway. Catch a movie. Sisters and brother-in-law watched 2012. Sadly, i've watched 2012, 2 days before it camed out. *note, that ain't braggin' cause its true. The Rotring something-yadda-yadda club or as they are known as the Interects sold tickets to watch that movie early. Sad part is that the ticket was RM 50. For the sake to those who had been city flooded. Yes im talking the money they've took are for the misfortunate people. God bless them. Yeah, today i've watched the movie Jennifer's Body. it was aite. and and, damn Meg has a sickin' ass men's bod LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, im off to get some shut eye. Goodbye and blog ya later  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3603954006626389152?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3603954006626389152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3603954006626389152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3603954006626389152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3603954006626389152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/11/ra-ra-its-end.html' title='Ra, ra, it&apos;s the end'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8927440209580588560</id><published>2009-10-13T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:25:08.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll return as soon as possible,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yo whaddup ? i just feel kinda awkward these days. I don't know. That's me. I'm at home, always playing with the computer and watching tv. Eventho, finals are just around the corner. I'll just be ready, i don't know maybe a week before the exam. That's kinda my way of studying and it makes me even more easier to remember something that i learn. Nothing much actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah, just saw the Toy Story 3 movie trailer on youtube. Damn, nostalgia is hitting me bad. Oof, how i remember where i saw the first movie. To be honest, the first movie i didn''t actually quite understand what was Woody or Buzz talking about. About that time, maybe i was 4 or 5 years old or so. I couldn't understand a word but most of the word i could understand. I only love to see the cartoons that's why. Thinking back, i was kinda retarded. Even with my age i still like watching ridonculous cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next story, i was so pissed off yesterday. I went pyscho. Seriously. The story began when my maid's aunt(idontknow)/my mum's personal massage backer or what so ever she is came to stay with us at our home. The first day not so much drama happened. Few days later, she/it/dwarf/aunt's maid started talking. She mocked me, razin, aen and even my sister's maid. She said that my sister's maid was nuts, Aen was a some lazy chic who needs so adjustments, Razin was a clumsy guy, and Me ? Mr Bean ?! Whattafaaa. So, what did i do ? Nahh, it too harsh to tell. Only a few of them knew. But it wasn't that harsh. I'm not that all bad right Muaz. Speaking of me being bad, damn THEY were all accusing me who threw the eggs at HER bag and threw it into the trash. joking man. Again, i ain't that bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, i would killed that mothafu....backstabbing B days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back is aching because too much sitting. Until then, goodbye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8927440209580588560?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8927440209580588560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8927440209580588560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8927440209580588560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8927440209580588560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-return-as-soon-as-possible.html' title='i&apos;ll return as soon as possible,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5040578657648306653</id><published>2009-10-09T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:30:00.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing the enemy in cyberspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Ss-dPGgHM8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/T7N87EWbZNY/s1600-h/52556f7c2b174bab94032f81bf408cfe3271f3ce_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Ss-dPGgHM8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/T7N87EWbZNY/s320/52556f7c2b174bab94032f81bf408cfe3271f3ce_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390700161754674114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ROFL yo, having fun with the net is awesome. But sometimes, the awesome fun could ruin someone's reputation. Having fun ? Yeah you could have fun, but killing it ? That's dangerous. Mocking, bitching or something etc. It could be fun. How about stalking ? even worse. Just do it a little could be a treat. Yet, never ever go beyond the line. If it does go, keep it, don't tell. Seriously, lose that secret. Seal it. I learn that lesson. Fo Shiz !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5040578657648306653?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5040578657648306653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5040578657648306653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5040578657648306653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5040578657648306653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/10/killing-enemy-in-cyberspace.html' title='Killing the enemy in cyberspace'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Ss-dPGgHM8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/T7N87EWbZNY/s72-c/52556f7c2b174bab94032f81bf408cfe3271f3ce_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5039203265213319636</id><published>2009-10-05T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:59:54.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing with no hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are the updates i've got for y'all to see &amp;amp; know what's been going on ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya days was the blast of all from the days i've been and went through, for shiz. Went to alot, i mean a lot of houses, but only managed to get erm, about 3 or 4 angpau/duitraya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with them guys, which are the whole class from 4C and etc. Had a wonderful yet very wet, i mean swimmingly wet pool partayyy at Sadeq's house. Ate chick-ion,  pizza, bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't worn the Harry Potter gone thug*(&lt;a href="http://ofmelancholicsandapes.blogspot.com/"&gt;ugleena's&lt;/a&gt; word yo!) sorry for the rad name LOL, i know you like it, right am i right ? shit, anyways, only wore them when going outside of school. But, people kept staring like i'm some kind of harrypotter-eltonjohn-gay-kid-from-hogwards. Fuck THEM. i'm happy with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new camera, ain't got no braggin' about that yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Shawty Get Loose is a MUST and Ignorance is just legend..dary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of THAT particular word, c'mon man even my niece knows that a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TV show and NOT A BAND&lt;/span&gt; ?! that is serious bullcrap. Like, there's google and everything. Note to your-self, next time, try googling it before posting it. I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paste &lt;/span&gt;it somewhere -.-&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings aite mate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me, got to go turn me on some Additional Maths and some Physics. wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5039203265213319636?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5039203265213319636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5039203265213319636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5039203265213319636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5039203265213319636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/10/crossing-with-no-hands.html' title='Crossing with no hands'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5308276343597773320</id><published>2009-09-28T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:21:38.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds and The trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Following Twitter from now on, a certain someone told me to use mine as I created twitter a long time ago but ain't got no friends to tweet to -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, feel free to follow or tweet me anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, yup. Look closely, again. Look again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5308276343597773320?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5308276343597773320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5308276343597773320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5308276343597773320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5308276343597773320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/birds-and-trees.html' title='Birds and The trees'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7368407823218286625</id><published>2009-09-27T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:27:15.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time after time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x-7hHS7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/v0boRWUAdrY/s1600-h/20090926_8666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x-7hHS7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/v0boRWUAdrY/s320/20090926_8666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386149005300812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x-R0TuRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MGz7rFpguBk/s1600-h/20090924_8398+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x-R0TuRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MGz7rFpguBk/s320/20090924_8398+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148994107029778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x8_O3N0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/IfoP1tpS5sE/s1600-h/20090925_8580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x8_O3N0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/IfoP1tpS5sE/s320/20090925_8580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148971938264898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year i thought that Raya would be oh so boring cause we were not going to Kelantan for Raya. Here how the story begins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day of Raya,&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Masjid then came back. Hugs and Kisses with the Parents. Duit Raya! Felt so quiet cause me 3rd Sis wasn't here at Shah Alam while she was having a blast Raya-ing in Ipoh and Kedah with her husband/me brotha-in-law. After the Hugs and Kisses, watched TV. Entertained the guest and laugh with them cousins from my dad's side of the family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day of Raya,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much actually. Guest came and watch more TV, oh so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day of Raya,&lt;br /&gt;Yeay, my sister came back from her husband's kampung. Celebrate her with a welcome-home-party. She said that she cried cause we started Raya without her and with the duit raya and all. At night, Daddy-yo made the lucky-draw-duit-raya-fiesta. Razin's got the most duit raya. Shit you ! But, we don't get to use the money. Mon's gotta keep it. Give it to Tabung Haji. Dangggg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Day&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure what happened that day. Sorry. Short term memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As raya goes on,&lt;br /&gt;It started to get a little interesting. My cousin's wedding was on Raya, the good news was that my cousin's from my Mum's side of the family. Meaning, 'them' are coming here, i mean my cousins from Kelantan are coming here at Shah Alam. God that's good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and Third Sister's Birthday also was on Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kakak Ketiga' made a dinner party to celebrate both of their birthdays. Cousins from Kelantan came. Played mercun. Had fun. They were all funny. For Shizz I laughed like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, cousin's wedding. He's cried after saying 'I do', i mean in Malay of course. Me cousins again. Damn they're fucking funny. Especially Adeeb and Abang Iwan. Yeah Abang Iwan was the funniest, plus score (!!) because he's gonna help us gettin' them Ne-Yo tickets. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it. Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7368407823218286625?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7368407823218286625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7368407823218286625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7368407823218286625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7368407823218286625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-after-time.html' title='Time after time,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sr9x-7hHS7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/v0boRWUAdrY/s72-c/20090926_8666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-37998605596566565</id><published>2009-09-23T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:00:39.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its topsy-turvy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SrnUG-pG6KI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_HicKmoeUuU/s1600-h/round-glasses-trend-2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SrnUG-pG6KI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_HicKmoeUuU/s320/round-glasses-trend-2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384568045857859746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its's done you guys. My Ali Baba's are done. It's kinda weird at first when I first wore it, as time goes on, now I realize that it does really look kinda cool. I look just like my dad. Now people starting to say i'm a daddy's boy. So who cares ? Nahh i'm not mad. I'll just take that as a joke. C'mon, there's no reason to be mad rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i think back again, would people stare ? Yeah sure they do, but i mean at school ? That would be a totally-major-freak-out. Ought to be cool. See ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-37998605596566565?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/37998605596566565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=37998605596566565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/37998605596566565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/37998605596566565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-topsy-turvy.html' title='Its topsy-turvy'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SrnUG-pG6KI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_HicKmoeUuU/s72-c/round-glasses-trend-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3993106765260886602</id><published>2009-09-14T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:30:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just different when them are not around,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sq85i-JQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/l6u1fhRZymI/s1600-h/e35391914dc9c9087feef6eddfb445fc15004ac7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sq85i-JQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/l6u1fhRZymI/s320/e35391914dc9c9087feef6eddfb445fc15004ac7_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381583352691218322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan will come to an end. What a shame, and few days from now it will be Hari Raya for everyone to enjoy. As always it is important yet typical thing to say when i post something, i haven't read a single book YET. Yup, shocked while you can. The finals are just around the corner. Still, i'm having so much fun playing around in school&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In case y'all might probably know, ignoring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;add maths&lt;/span&gt; is a must. 2 days ago, my class accidently made the Puan Jamaliah(add maths teacher) cry because we were late to get into class. We begged alright and swear never to do that again. Seriously, tragic day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, when raya's near ? What do we all do ? Correctamundo me amigo,  it is infact the shopping. Went to KL on the weekend and ouh shit it was packed with people. Mostly of them were teenagers. I gotta say, this was the first time i saw pavi was seriously filled with people. No matter, that doesn't stop us from getting our hands on lovely raya things. Managed to bought a bag, shirts and pants. Shoes ? It was hard to find them. Lucky for me bro, he gets wht he want. But i want my Bartella Cordones or or my Champions'. Hard to find those lovely little starpiece here. Tho, there's another way, that's involving my sister's credit card in hand and making my own wallet thinner. Specially order for those starpiece, anyone couldn't say no. I'm still hoping i'll get it. Until then, bye bye for now. Happy Berpuasa and Selamat Hari Raya to all Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3993106765260886602?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3993106765260886602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3993106765260886602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3993106765260886602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3993106765260886602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-different-when-them-are-not.html' title='It&apos;s just different when them are not around,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sq85i-JQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/l6u1fhRZymI/s72-c/e35391914dc9c9087feef6eddfb445fc15004ac7_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2014548599574409543</id><published>2009-09-08T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:14:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bomb Diggity,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Long i have been waiting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A suprised would come near you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayfarer to Daddy o's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, changed my specs from wayfarer to these harry potter ones.  Yeah, superbly outrageous decision to make at first. Heck what do people say, its cool to have ones that are different. But i don't actually call it as round shaped ones like Harry does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, just wait and see until you'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one comedian says and acts like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUNO&lt;/span&gt;, 'BLOG YA LATER' lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2014548599574409543?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2014548599574409543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2014548599574409543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2014548599574409543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2014548599574409543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/bomb-diggity.html' title='Bomb Diggity,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3079475004552080885</id><published>2009-09-07T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:10:04.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderate,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, i know its been awhile. lol i sound like Britney now. hahah i mean its been awhile, again i haven't posted anything. The thing is, i got nothing interesting to tell. I enjoy blogging, but wht to blog when you ain't got no shit to post ? I also enjoy reading other people posts. Its fun, some maybe humourous and some maybe sad. Okay, that's some info that you don't need to know. Its crap, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I can't believe its already been 2 weeks we've been fasting. God, how time flies when you're fasting. For shizzy, i don't feel like it's fasting month, at all. Seriously, i don't feel hungry. Like for some people, when they laugh so hard they get hungry at this kind of month, but i don't. Strange yet true. It's cool too, i'm trying to lose some weight, yeah laugh all you want. Still, fasting month this year is way way way different from the previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of silly stories, what's next ? Yeah, examination ? F.U.C.K its near. On my calculation, 4 weeks from now, i think. I don't know. It's the same date as PMR, you'll do the math. lol. I haven't touched any of books yet. I haven't studied. The important thing is that I promised to myself that i'm gonna passed all my test. Again, for shizzy, I wanna make a record for not failing on my test(s) especially ADD MATHS. Skipping with the working-hard-lecture-speech. Through out the  days of spending time at home while mommy and daddy was gone doing Umrah yet I haven't succeed as a son, wanna know why ? cuz i didn't studied. yeah sob sob. Here are the things i've done through out the day without them being around :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Online&lt;br /&gt;2) Playing UNO online&lt;br /&gt;3) FB and Myspacing&lt;br /&gt;4) Watching Tv&lt;br /&gt;5) Watching movies on Tv&lt;br /&gt;6) Buying movies, then watching it on Tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, same old same old stuff that I have been doing with me siblings. Haven't gone out. Except for that day that me and friends with the practical teachers ate dinner outside at Nandos. So that's kinda it. Blog ya later. That sounded like Juno on Disaster Movie. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. FYI, i'm too lazy to do my grammar corrections in this post. So, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3079475004552080885?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3079475004552080885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3079475004552080885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3079475004552080885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3079475004552080885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/09/moderate.html' title='Moderate,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7203069888810295091</id><published>2009-08-25T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:23:13.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How the day ended with a tear on the pavement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SpTaVxreTaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O6EOpyU8QQM/s1600-h/21510029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SpTaVxreTaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O6EOpyU8QQM/s320/21510029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374160323007630754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the reason why Literature was so addictive. Because its makes you remember the words that u don't want to remembered but, why bother. You might just well use it. haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS F**KIN' STORY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of yap flappin crap. Its been what ? hmm, its been 5 days or so we've been fasting. Yeah its Ramadhan. Fun isn't it ? okay, about the picture above. That's my brother's cat. As some of you know, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; is referring to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; is named by me brother is Leo. Unfortunately, she died after accidently hitted by a car from whom we do not know. It was after solat terawih, me and the family was heading back home but with separate cars. I was with my sister at that time, yeah we laugh and all. As soon we came back home, I saw my mom said a cat died. But, i thought that it was the neighbour's cat. As i was heading to the gate, I saw it was Leo that was lying on the pavement. Then, we rushed towards her. That time, my sister was so angry, she cursed the person who did that to her. God, i missed Leo so much. She was like the keeper of all secrets. One time, i've told her this crap story about a cat could fly. haha. Although with all the secrets and all, there is one person couldn't forget about Leo's death. Which is, me bro. He was intensed that he knew someone accdently killed his cat. He even buried her at the backyard, wow that's a shocker from Razin. Anyways, tears were all over the pavement. Razin ? Nahh, he didn't cry. He was too macho for crying. Me ? yes i did cry. So wht ?! haha. Now, i'm feeling pity for Razin because Leo was the most favourite cat of all time. Leo represented as the Queen of all cats and she reminded me of Garfield too. She was fat and lumpy. She got 8 tits. lolololol. Aen even said that she was a G-cup. haha you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the story, i'm beginning to cry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zealouseccentricgayhappy&lt;/span&gt; bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar H,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7203069888810295091?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7203069888810295091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7203069888810295091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7203069888810295091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7203069888810295091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-day-ended-with-tear-on-pavements.html' title='How the day ended with a tear on the pavement'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SpTaVxreTaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O6EOpyU8QQM/s72-c/21510029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2756431405308719474</id><published>2009-08-19T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:10:07.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random 100#,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One week counting fr not blogging, yet today I blogged something. Reason why did I not post something is just because something non-interesting didn't came into my way. haha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, looks like i'm nt going anywhere, i might just blogged something anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 10th of August until the 13th of August,  my exam was on that day. The examination was quite easy. haha yet I failed my physic's tests. It was a shocked out bcs this was the first time I failed it. Going on, i think i'm gonna failed my Add math's test too. I don't know. Just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th August, it was World Stage and guess what ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Did Not Go&lt;/span&gt;. haha. I didn't mind though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th August, ate at my sister's house. Wait, what the hell am I telling this. Nevermind. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th, school. At that time I was freakin pissed bcs school was having this ceremony about Merdeka. I didnt know it was on that day. I was pissed bcs some of my friends knew and did not come. It was unfair rite?  So, everbody else was suggesting that they dont wanna come to school on the next day. Unfortunately, the next day I came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th, Physics paper was out. So pissed -.-, BUT, that night it was Shaheen's birthday. It was an amazing birthday. We laughed, danced, got wild and don't forget to mention sweats. -.- Ouh yeah, it was Sofhia's Birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th, today. Bored and I didnt go to school. Hoorah ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya it was non-interesting. What do you think ? Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2756431405308719474?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2756431405308719474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2756431405308719474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2756431405308719474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2756431405308719474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-100.html' title='Random 100#,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7731514690642283133</id><published>2009-08-05T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:45:06.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Full With Intelligence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SnmIzfKSCpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KhX33c0Oo9E/s1600-h/docu0030+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SnmIzfKSCpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KhX33c0Oo9E/s320/docu0030+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366470849107987090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its been two weeks I haven't post anything. Sorry tho for being M.I.A. As you all can see, the picture above was taken by me in Singapore. Yes, I went to Singapore. It was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came back to Malaysia. The next day, went to school. Bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks later, my old pal, Bee-zay came and drop by to say hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo, waddup?"&lt;br /&gt;"Just chillin,"&lt;br /&gt;"Cooool,"&lt;br /&gt;"Totallly,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, simply awesome-ness. heh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, i have been busy with school stuff(s) lately. With, arts, Bm, and add math combined all together. What kind of cruel world is this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello, welcome to mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah, school just had this college application thingy. Its a thing where students knows where to go when they finished their SPM. Its kinda boring tho, but Sunway College seems to interest me. The class for Arts where totally rad. But, that isn't the place i'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, add maths is waitin' and I so need to find my path. Goodbye and good ridance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7731514690642283133?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7731514690642283133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7731514690642283133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7731514690642283133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7731514690642283133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/08/fat-full-with-intelligence.html' title='Fat Full With Intelligence'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SnmIzfKSCpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KhX33c0Oo9E/s72-c/docu0030+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2542977144335259388</id><published>2009-07-22T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:32:55.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinges In Which The Clock Will Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sorry for the misunderstanding there. Anyways, i'm taking a break from all the dramas tha exist. People do need a break. So, for here and now on. Stopping. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Point Blank Period&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2542977144335259388?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2542977144335259388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2542977144335259388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2542977144335259388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2542977144335259388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/hinges-in-which-clock-will-stop.html' title='Hinges In Which The Clock Will Stop'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5619403697543777438</id><published>2009-07-21T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:27:51.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Needs Time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arguments and sins. That doesn't stop from doing something, certain things maybe. Hatred and laughter, are they both the same ? yet, I neglected her. The story began when a young boy, a happy one perhaps found a girl,wearing glasses, short dark haired, geeky like in some web space. The girl introduced herself. The boy responded to her, 'it's nice to meet you too'. After a long and yet unforgettable friendship. They matched up quite nice. They we're great togerther. Tears and smile were made. After a year passed, everything changed. School, works, dramas, and high school changed everything in their live. Family problems that they were facing. Troublesome sibling that they need to fit into. Life that was full of happiness begins to frown. Despite having a life full of drama, yet they both survived. Giving advices one to another were their solution. There, it started again. A happy new beginning. Cupcakes made full with love and joy, wonderful tasting too. Boys surrounding, stalkers were fooled. Being a supervisor was a tough job to do. Giving advices was his game. To stop her from losing her smile. Time passes by, the boy started to cry. why ? Lying to himself ? He can't stand no more. Rushing from his vein full with adrenaline, he kept doing all the work he can. Business awaits said himself. Tons of work to do he again said. The girl waits for him, every single day. Waiting for him to call. The time spent waiting for him failed her. But, that didn't stop her from trying agian and again. She doesn't want to give up. Telling him I REALLY NEED YOU. Giving an advise is good, but sometimes you just need to follow your heart and just stay with it. As the day go pass, one night, she called. Telling him it's the time. The boy stands and rushed into a room. Shaking like an eartquake. Seriously, the boy have some issues with Parkinson's. Tears was holding back him. Telling her not to let go. Don't cry love. Then, she asked why ? Why are you doing this ? The boy was so intensed that he was speechless. Can't tell that what is going one. Does he really need her ? Yes he said. Do you really need her ? Yes. Than, why ?! The boy answered truthfully, the reason why is because that to show her that he cared for her. He cared because he thinked that she's different from other girls, she's perfect. Caring and loving. His life is full of anger that needs to get out. Raging with anger. He wants to shout. But how can he ? Is that necassary ? The boy thinks not. Again, he's facing problems with the bro and sis at home. He cared more because he knows that the girl's life is going bonkers, he knew that he doesnt want to burden her of doing anything. He cared so much for her. Doing anything that's right. But, does it shows the true meaning of love. There are sadness hidden between the smile. Losing someone is that a good thing ? I know its hard for the girl to took it. Suprisingly, the boy was patient by not telling her the truth, the truth hurts yes he knows, but lies even more worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5619403697543777438?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5619403697543777438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5619403697543777438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5619403697543777438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5619403697543777438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-needs-time.html' title='Life Needs Time,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6208722335027963362</id><published>2009-07-15T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:45:40.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Puppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sl3N8dwiILI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ebCbzSc5kHM/s1600-h/22930021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sl3N8dwiILI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ebCbzSc5kHM/s320/22930021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358665570304794802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be lost,&lt;br /&gt;Friends are everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Be what who you really are deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;There's no matter what strength you give,&lt;br /&gt;Being accepted by the shadow, covering you,&lt;br /&gt;Is that a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;That's a mystery given that needs to figure out by its own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inner-self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6208722335027963362?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6208722335027963362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6208722335027963362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6208722335027963362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6208722335027963362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/shadow-puppets.html' title='Shadow Puppets'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Sl3N8dwiILI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ebCbzSc5kHM/s72-c/22930021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-9203507143039354007</id><published>2009-07-12T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:00:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train-wrecked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwyJfN5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZnriDrJJSD8/s1600-h/20090710_6345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwyJfN5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZnriDrJJSD8/s320/20090710_6345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577976064894738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwxkXSe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/cwMIF9BOQA0/s1600-h/20090710_6335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwxkXSe2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/cwMIF9BOQA0/s320/20090710_6335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577966099528546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwxAk-XAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0MBLAsaaBt4/s1600-h/20090710_6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwxAk-XAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0MBLAsaaBt4/s320/20090710_6227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577956493253634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwwsoULtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uPAvedR4Tnc/s1600-h/20090710_6436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwwsoULtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uPAvedR4Tnc/s320/20090710_6436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577951138557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Slnwv6NCzGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uHE9jpmCAK8/s1600-h/20090710_6320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Slnwv6NCzGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uHE9jpmCAK8/s320/20090710_6320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357577937602399330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntzbafXwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_d3IHdDXbhI/s1600-h/20090710_6450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntzbafXwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_d3IHdDXbhI/s320/20090710_6450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357574699521892098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntzCAp_VI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5LMmaHprAPM/s1600-h/20090710_6327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntzCAp_VI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5LMmaHprAPM/s320/20090710_6327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357574692702649682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Slnty4BLRkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mji1gS34esw/s1600-h/20090710_6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Slnty4BLRkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mji1gS34esw/s320/20090710_6261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357574690020476482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntyYMhg6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/RdMXlH7xpJg/s1600-h/20090710_6309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntyYMhg6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/RdMXlH7xpJg/s320/20090710_6309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357574681478136738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntyPyelXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gq5xOXVVguQ/s1600-h/20090710_6209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlntyPyelXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gq5xOXVVguQ/s320/20090710_6209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357574679221409138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day that couldn't possibly have been missed and forgotten. That was the best adventure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-9203507143039354007?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/9203507143039354007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=9203507143039354007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9203507143039354007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9203507143039354007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/train-wrecked.html' title='Train-wrecked'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlnwyJfN5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZnriDrJJSD8/s72-c/20090710_6345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7749809590478740125</id><published>2009-07-11T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:23:46.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Day,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Get yelled at today by Daddy Yo, its wasn't pretty yo eventho' it was thru the phone. Daddy was not in the mood today said me big bro. Felt pretty down and guilty about them, it's my fault that they can't get out tonight, today, and tomorrow. Seriously, but what can I do ? You can't change the past. Let the past be the past. Ouh yeah,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, hope today was fun and just rest. It's for your own good. Maybe, we'll get the chance to see each other like you wished everyday. hee. The hangout ? yeah, i'm gonna post that erm maybe i don't know...tomorrow ? or maybe tomorrow tomorrow ? hmm, just wait and see. Photos will be uploading soon you guys. Started today, it was the blast and ended like shit. Ouh, pray for me for not getting scold again, again and again. Hey, wait, i'm used to it I think. I've been thru this load of times. So, ptyl. Byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7749809590478740125?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7749809590478740125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7749809590478740125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7749809590478740125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7749809590478740125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/pop-day.html' title='Pop Day,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5701988315143038660</id><published>2009-07-10T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:54:42.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Pancake is Enough For A Flat One,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not being too short and not being too long, my life is just normal yet I'm a busy boy. heh. That's weird. Never heard of one boy getting busy with something. Yeah, that's the weird part of being me. I got time for everything but time is just too short isn't it ? As I remembered, time was a huge pie, where you can stare it all day long and have the time to spent it, eating. Haha, that's really a bad expression Umar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs for the School Magazine haven't been done, finding a present for Dad and friends haven't been searched and spending a day with loved ones haven't been fulfilled. Damn, my life is gettin' worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having a busy day on everyday (seriously), I also don't hve the time to watch a stikin' damn movie. That really sucks you know ? but, yesterday, just went to Sunway with me brother-in-law, big sis, big bro, and little-ole sis watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ? yeah, goin to celebrate, erm, not using the term celebrate, what's the word.... ? Who cares. Goin out today with the what the so called the 'gang' haha. Reason? It's the last day for the-tall-short-indian-boy-who-is-malay-long-haired-foot-and-head-handsome-young-white-boy barf* farewell hang out-ing. He's goin back to India man, and today is gonna be the last day tht we're gonna hangout and maybe see him again. Haih, gotta get ready. Toodles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5701988315143038660?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5701988315143038660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5701988315143038660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5701988315143038660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5701988315143038660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-pancake-is-enough-for-flat-one.html' title='One Pancake is Enough For A Flat One,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-1452823983503988637</id><published>2009-07-07T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:17:56.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu the Chinese Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not tagging anyone. Anyone read this, if ya wanna do it, do it. I don't mind. The rules are you must not change the first letter that you've type. The first&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; letter&lt;/span&gt; must be accordingly the same to each question and do not use the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; that already been used to the other question. So, have fun you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : Umar Hariz&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four letter word : Ugly&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's name : Uzair&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's name : Umairah&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Urologist&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Umber&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : Underwear&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A food : Udon noodles&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom : Underpants&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late : Urinating problems&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you'd shout : Ugalagalagala&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title : Uninvinted&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink : Undirty water&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group : U2&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal : Unicorn&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name : Unbelievable street&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car : UAZ&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Title of a song : Umbrella&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-1452823983503988637?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/1452823983503988637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=1452823983503988637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1452823983503988637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1452823983503988637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/yu-chinese-lady.html' title='Yu the Chinese Lady'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-174845889009805142</id><published>2009-07-07T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T05:12:54.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad with the Butter on the side,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;School today was totally a tiredsome. Haven't get some shud-eye. I'm tired people. Yet, tomorrow's gonna be a busy day for me again. *sigh *pant pant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah, abt tday&lt;br /&gt;Bie was sick, so that's out ; Messaged Ujay, he's busy ; Nippled crushed Hisyam like 5 times, yeah that's a record. ; Haven't messaged with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and I'm feeling bad abt it E.V.E.R.Y.D.A.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, today was supposed to do some unfinished bussiness by myself. Unfortunately, it came out the other way, Razin bought this cook book. Yeah, u guessed it, I cooked and  I was sweating like a pig after heading-back-and-forth to the shop, walking. Woah, that was some blazing sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back with the ingredients set up on the table, we started cookin', I mean bakin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We baked cupcakes. Like fuck, I was forced to bake them because I need to sharpen up my cookin' plus wit the bakin' skills. Thats quite a big word for u Umar. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything came out great, they all loved it including me. So, bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-174845889009805142?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/174845889009805142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=174845889009805142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/174845889009805142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/174845889009805142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/salad-with-butter-on-side.html' title='Salad with the Butter on the side,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7639269215564604099</id><published>2009-07-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:58:25.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, Lights, Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry you guys, been busy lately. As you can see my previous post was also abt homework. Proves it right ? Anyhoo, D.A.M.N, you wanna know why ? bcs I hvnt wtched Transformer yet. Thts bull shit what I shld called. All of my friends have already seen it. But me, i'm the loser stucked with the buddies called homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with that, guess what I saw in the car while heading to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlDpF42I3DI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TUoD9iZb3F0/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 70px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlDpF42I3DI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TUoD9iZb3F0/s320/Untitled-1+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355036244311596082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only one thing's missin' the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Seriously, if that word came out it would be perfect. No wonder she's rich. Hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7639269215564604099?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7639269215564604099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7639269215564604099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7639269215564604099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7639269215564604099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-lights-homewrok.html' title='Pictures, Lights, Homework'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SlDpF42I3DI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TUoD9iZb3F0/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2780383316615875820</id><published>2009-07-03T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:15:57.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead phone,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn Ariff, where the hell are you ? I'm like trying to reach you about 2 hours ago. Damn man, just get a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its a bout English and BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haseef was also wondering where the hell are you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, good. If u don't I swear i'll kill you like a turkey on thanksgiving in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUSTRALIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2780383316615875820?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2780383316615875820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2780383316615875820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2780383316615875820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2780383316615875820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-phone.html' title='Dead phone,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-4803192701812920050</id><published>2009-07-01T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:53:42.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Off The Yarn,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;tory's to long so i'm &lt;u&gt;g&lt;/u&gt;onna shorten it yah. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eal is now i'm currently h&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;ting someone that whom I do &lt;u&gt;n&lt;/u&gt;ot wish to mention its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;' that p&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;rticular n&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;me. Nevermind that, i'm also bus&lt;u&gt;y&lt;/u&gt; at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his post is just a short message to the people tht understand what am I tryin to do with this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eah, so that's it. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the story later or maybe i don't know weeks. hmm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i'm also missing someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-4803192701812920050?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/4803192701812920050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=4803192701812920050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4803192701812920050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/4803192701812920050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-of-yarn.html' title='Do Off The Yarn,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8192499150076519337</id><published>2009-06-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:11:39.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap, tap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ouh hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just goin to make it short and simple. I'm BUSY sorry if anythin' doesn't come out right. Deeply sorry. Mostly to deary &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, sorry for bein M.I.A hope u understand what am I goin thru. Plus, i'm tryin' my best fr the things tht u want us to do eventho with the busy-ness and all. Again, deeply and truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Peace and with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8192499150076519337?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8192499150076519337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8192499150076519337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8192499150076519337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8192499150076519337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/tap-tap.html' title='Tap, tap'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-7664489159853362277</id><published>2009-06-17T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:12:40.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To do more,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Once upon a time,  bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning with, school ? hmm, yeah. First day of school was awesome as usual. Came in, shake hands, hugs, kisses and bullcrap. haha. I know its overdated. Sorry abt the late post-age. Been sick. I mean sick of grades and yeah its true i've been sick. Coughing non stop, sore throat, my head feels like it was hit by an elephant falling from the sky. haih, talk about hyper-imagination. Going on, grades ? yeah. Got C's and B's and I got an A for sivik's. Ain't that superb ? haha. Yeah. practically, about 2 over 38 ( including me) people passed add maths and also I failed my history too. Tht's  a shock. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry W, for not texting you and calling you. Dreadfully sorry. I'll make it up to you. haih. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on, there have been this anonymous number that kept texting and missed calling my phone number. Seriously, don't know who that could possibly be. Please, if you're reading this, tell me who you are. Ignoring that now, sitting at home has such been a pile of empty crap. Don't know wht to do. Cook ? yeah tried that. Sleep ? yeah I like sleeping. Homework ? do this do tht..finished. By-the-way W, sorry also i'm still caught up with school stuff. Again, deeply and truly sorry. I don't know wht i'm doing. Am i changing ? I feel nothing or maybe I'm just a big blurr? Yeah, tht solves everything. I'm a huge blurr. haha. Enough. Im tired. Arts is waiting and photographs must be settled. Goodbye and till then I'll be in touch soon I guess. haha. Crapping loading... finished. Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-7664489159853362277?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/7664489159853362277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=7664489159853362277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7664489159853362277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/7664489159853362277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-do-more.html' title='To do more,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-678746273357354518</id><published>2009-06-13T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:18:50.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt-O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjN62aAqABI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MHhDSmyNHeY/s1600-h/untitledkecik.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjN62aAqABI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MHhDSmyNHeY/s320/untitledkecik.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346752257732509714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal. Today was supposed to be a perfect sunny day until the sky went crying like cats and dog. The thunder drumming and lightning striking the earth. The sky was also haze-y bcs of the burning forest from Indonesia. The world is sick now. With the global warming attacking the earths' temperature. The temperature is increasing by the second. Before you know it the earth will be flooded because of the melting icebergs from the North or South. Ouh okay, i'm nt that good at Geography. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's out of the topic. About my day. I thought it's gonna be a sunny day. Spending a day with friends taking pictures at the park. haha. But, after the rain stop. I was totally going drunk after taking a drug. haha don't think bad. Its a go-away-sneezing-problem drug. haha. After a few minutes. Drop* take off the geeky spectacles. Get a fluffy yet very comfortable pillow. Then snore snore. 2 hours then I woke up. Ouh yeah, today wasn't all that bad. Took pictures with the annoying-adorable-freak-that-always-make-a-fickle-decision called Aen. haha. Then, read this camera magazine I just bought. *Click. My mentol lightens up means I've got an idea. Cloning? yeahh cloning.Now, I know how to clone a picture of myself in one picture. Cool aite ? Horrahhhhhh for today and thnks for eduacational magazine and reading :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, the picture is totally way out of the story. So, what the heck. I like the picture. From the left is Razin, Aen and Me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-678746273357354518?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/678746273357354518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=678746273357354518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/678746273357354518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/678746273357354518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/butt-o.html' title='Butt-O'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjN62aAqABI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MHhDSmyNHeY/s72-c/untitledkecik.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6112896156679796340</id><published>2009-06-10T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:22:05.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Litt-ole World That We Lived In,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just to be fun and trying to be an ignorant brother that I am. I like bothering my sister by making her mad and making her get out of her head. It's soo fun. haha I know you would like it too aite ? So, starting off with this. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add&lt;/span&gt; this little brat that I've known since I was born. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-W9bzkDBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NhFxjz7XdzI/s1600-h/20090518_4947+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-W9bzkDBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NhFxjz7XdzI/s320/20090518_4947+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657264892283922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VENUSTRANSMISSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aen's url blog :) and it was supposed to be secret. But, what the heck. Add this little adorable freak. haha and suffer her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6112896156679796340?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6112896156679796340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6112896156679796340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6112896156679796340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6112896156679796340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/litt-ole-world-that-we-lived-in.html' title='Litt-ole World That We Lived In,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-W9bzkDBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NhFxjz7XdzI/s72-c/20090518_4947+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-287007933153217784</id><published>2009-06-10T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:11:20.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant brat,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-URbMzUvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IrnJviYD5go/s1600-h/21510020+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-URbMzUvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IrnJviYD5go/s320/21510020+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345654309792207602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YO BIG BRO. HE'S GETTING OLD AND HE'S 17 YAW :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-287007933153217784?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/287007933153217784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=287007933153217784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/287007933153217784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/287007933153217784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/ignorant-brat.html' title='Ignorant brat,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/Si-URbMzUvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IrnJviYD5go/s72-c/21510020+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6112733744793359930</id><published>2009-06-06T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:36:07.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/thetomster/files/nangka_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 600px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/thetomster/files/nangka_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;Stands for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;angka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;abes&lt;br /&gt;LOL..a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Umar&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amrh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6112733744793359930?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6112733744793359930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6112733744793359930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6112733744793359930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6112733744793359930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-hope.html' title='No Hope.'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8182948893133801746</id><published>2009-06-05T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:48:57.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Them peeps,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SilmvsI0xhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/koMhYwCc71s/s1600-h/razingurl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SilmvsI0xhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/koMhYwCc71s/s320/razingurl.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343915402339862034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I got nothing better to do. So, how about I blogged something about my sibs for once in awhile. I haven't done 'anything about them aite ? &lt;/span&gt;Here you go guys. The ugly-face-making-expression is my big bro. Sometimes he could be kinda clumsy with his goofy face of his. He can be kinda annoying if you live in the same roof with him. Meanwhile, that showing-nose-freak is my little sister. Always makes trouble with her life. She's kinda crazy. Likes to make people laugh and very very vey annoying. Seriously, if onece u get to know her, you'll be in the Tanjung Rambutan for sure. So, that's all. Polp, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8182948893133801746?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8182948893133801746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8182948893133801746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8182948893133801746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8182948893133801746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/them-peeps.html' title='Them peeps,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SilmvsI0xhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/koMhYwCc71s/s72-c/razingurl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6736152926738188524</id><published>2009-06-05T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:09:42.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moarn,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life threatening, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;time used, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;valuable paper withdrawal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;havoc becoming disaster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;laughter made with joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;never-ending happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, things I want for my holiday. Spending time with the one I truly love. Family, loves, and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6736152926738188524?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6736152926738188524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6736152926738188524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6736152926738188524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6736152926738188524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/moarn.html' title='Moarn,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5234803458321079653</id><published>2009-06-02T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:54:24.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Forcing one-to-one in the cell phone to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Thinking of making new desserts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Thought that sitting at home is more fun than going out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hell yeah, I'm staying in the house helping my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Cooking something  interesting or maybe make my cooking dead alive like frankenstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Watching a marathon of Avatar Book 3  again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop, roll and dead much. Forget all about the stuff I wrote above. Like the fuckin hell I would do/say that. But sometimes I do. Nevrmind. Thanks for reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5234803458321079653?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5234803458321079653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5234803458321079653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5234803458321079653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5234803458321079653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/suck-ish.html' title='Suck-ish'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5149269011685010623</id><published>2009-06-01T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:34:31.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SiPzllRCC_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hyR4zMjUuus/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SiPzllRCC_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hyR4zMjUuus/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342381409975798770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy fish crackers, i posted 3 new blogs yawww today. Shocked Thrilled ? of course. &lt;/span&gt;I haven't done this like.. never. heh. Nevermind that. Its 11 something. I ain't got no thing to do. Damn, I wish I can go out tonight have fun. I wanna go out so badly. Argh, lets go you guys. Work that bums. Get your lazy bums in shape and go have some fun. okay blab again like shit. Bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - Sorry you guys. I'm actually random writing. I'm just writing just because my head and brain told to. If something popped out, I write. Fascinating yah ? I think not. That's the way I roll yawww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, its 11.26 p.m i still got no work to do. Ouh wait. I'm blogging right ? That's a thing ? woahh, I didn't freakin' noticed. haha. Argh, I think it's best for me to go to sleep. You think so ? yeahh. I supposed. Before I get more nuttier than ever. Wait, pauseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Need to pee and get me some oreo and milk. Hee. Bye. Night. Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picture taken by me and destination - Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5149269011685010623?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5149269011685010623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5149269011685010623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5149269011685010623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5149269011685010623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-covers.html' title='Under the covers'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SiPzllRCC_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hyR4zMjUuus/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-2462973385238133381</id><published>2009-06-01T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:07:12.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Total boom hanger. At the second there I thought that I was having DejaVu ? What the hell ? DejaVu again. Damn thats gotta stop.  Haha. Haha. Fuck, there it is again. DejaVu, DejaVu? Haha Haha. Okay okay, i'm quttin' playin' aroun' yaww. For seriously I think i'm some kind of superhero just like this superhero I saw in The Wizards In Waverly Place I think where this gal had the super power to make people said things twice. How cool is that ? For an example, the DejaVu thingy ? haha. Dull. Ouh ouh or or maybe i'm just a drug that controls people to say it twice. Okay Umar you can stop blabing about this thing and get on to it. What the hell is your problem. Is it talking to yourself while blogging or posting ridiculous thing about your life ? OR always laugh or said things over and over again in one sentence ? Hmmm, tick tock tick tock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2 ; I'm gonna answer, problem 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Polo ; Jing jing jing (woah sounded like a JACKPOT on a slot right ? ) we got a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real problem that i'm goin to state ( woah science moment ), when I write something or somewhat for a anything like a message or making a comment on Myspace or whatever. I must laugh not once but lots of time. Don't believe me, try commenting me on Myspace. But, if the thing is serious. Of course I won't laugh. That would be a major no no. Do you get me here ? For a moment there I was hearing crickets making music. Nevermind. Enjoy your day. Toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - yuppp u guys i watch freakin' disney channel. but hey, u gotta love it.  peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-2462973385238133381?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/2462973385238133381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=2462973385238133381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2462973385238133381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/2462973385238133381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha.html' title='Haha?'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-719074440525275156</id><published>2009-05-31T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:31:09.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock-cited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cough cough. Wimp wimp. Loser loser. Okay mumblingggggggggg stop. Here's the deal. I haven't post anything about hmmmm let me think... a week or two ? i don't know. Who cares. I know I don't heh, haha. Anyways, today was the dayyy. What day Umar ? The day where I went crazy with my sibling. As always. Every weekend or any day you wish ? Me, me bro, my dearest little sis and big sis stated as 'WE' always go everywhere or what destination that we randomly choose to go. To have fun to DRINK ooops haha. Going on, at the time I was about to buy my shades at this cool place. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Ouh yeahhhh, damn my shades are so cool. Ouh ouh, the shocking part... tut tut tut tut tut. Wono was there right behind me beside me bro. I was ACTUALLY wasn't shock at first. Then, the shock came. I was like, "Oh M G" hahahaha. Fuck I would die if I really said that out loud. Seriously i would kill myself. haha. Moving on, I was suprised to see her. Because she said that she's gonna celebrate me birthday that have been passed on like how many months ....? Ouh one month I think. Yeah yeah. Then bla bla bla. In a line to see a fuckin movie then it was spoilt by my dearest little sis. Pissed off actually, first, 'WE' waited at the line for about 30 minutes to buy the tickets. Then, think think think. Soo long it takes for a girl to think. No hard feeling girls. hee. Ouh back to the story, just right where Me and Me Bro was near at the ticket counter, only one couple left. Then, boom bang pow paw bow wow. Cancelled. Shitttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftha that was over, 'WE' went to lunch ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to go, where to go ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;What are we here standing for ?&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i don't really know bro.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, ure such a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanza 2,&lt;br /&gt;The clocks are ticking,&lt;br /&gt;Wait, we aint stop our thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up, my saliva are sinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Wait damn A hole, stop your bitchin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanza 3,&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, Hubba Bubba ?&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaa ?&lt;br /&gt;What the Gabba ?&lt;br /&gt;Hubba Bubba ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah dumbos, lets go.&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to enjoy a wonderful meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-719074440525275156?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/719074440525275156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=719074440525275156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/719074440525275156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/719074440525275156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/05/shock-cited.html' title='Shock-cited'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-8247155259979386621</id><published>2009-05-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:17:17.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warping,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Realize, I just realize I've been avoiding from people that I really cared for. haha Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to tell lame and sad stories. By not doing that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have some fun yaw.  Checking listttttttttttt ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) No moarning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Flunking maybe just maybe flunking all my mid year exam ( Oh God, don't let it happen Im begging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have a blasting fun when Holiday starts ( can't wait Damnnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Wishing and Celebrating Pals and Pal'ets Sweet 16th B'days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Eat, eat, eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Fat, fat, fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Learning more about editing in Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-8247155259979386621?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/8247155259979386621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=8247155259979386621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8247155259979386621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/8247155259979386621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/05/warping.html' title='Warping,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-342120514909896202</id><published>2009-05-07T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:17:01.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMID1dEE1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8irlGq7ab48/s1600-h/880384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMID1dEE1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8irlGq7ab48/s320/880384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333115245718410066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{+}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMIU7pLWgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_cL1rhrWggE/s1600-h/20090323_news_fg01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMIU7pLWgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_cL1rhrWggE/s320/20090323_news_fg01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333115539437607426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{=}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMI7U9NlTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Sbd_LVxefWU/s1600-h/instant_gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMI7U9NlTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Sbd_LVxefWU/s320/instant_gallery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116199067555122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it good enough for ya ? More importantly HELP ME DECIDE WHETHER OR NOT ? and close your mouth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-342120514909896202?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/342120514909896202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=342120514909896202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/342120514909896202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/342120514909896202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-good-enough-for-ya-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMID1dEE1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8irlGq7ab48/s72-c/880384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-530904453306046228</id><published>2009-05-07T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:03:40.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy Old Mate,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMEQBvEq9I/AAAAAAAAADo/_v9IMHZ64nw/s1600-h/0803d07f9ac6b45e72be0efe108c4cbe9f17d2ba_m-pola01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMEQBvEq9I/AAAAAAAAADo/_v9IMHZ64nw/s320/0803d07f9ac6b45e72be0efe108c4cbe9f17d2ba_m-pola01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333111057127091154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No arguments here mate,&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-530904453306046228?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/530904453306046228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=530904453306046228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/530904453306046228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/530904453306046228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/05/grumpy-old-mate.html' title='Grumpy Old Mate,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SgMEQBvEq9I/AAAAAAAAADo/_v9IMHZ64nw/s72-c/0803d07f9ac6b45e72be0efe108c4cbe9f17d2ba_m-pola01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-9052403954126348957</id><published>2009-04-29T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:34:20.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy enough to thought things through,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since weeks i've been tag yet I waas too lazy to do it. But, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt; chick still wants me to do this damn thing. So, here's the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 170cm tall.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I want at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not happy&lt;br /&gt;I hate my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate my grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can drive.&lt;br /&gt;I’m bored of driving.&lt;br /&gt;I have a white handbag.&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I go clubbing every week.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo of a star.&lt;br /&gt;I got my navel pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends that take drugs.&lt;br /&gt;90% of my friends smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I still hang out with my ex, even though our break up was rather nasty.&lt;br /&gt;I’m studying Fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a business running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 10 Lollipops handbags.&lt;br /&gt;I buy CLEO every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My parents don’t know about my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have an iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have faith in the current “one”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My school mates know about my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a fashion designer.&lt;br /&gt;I love rock emo bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a rebel.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;High school's filled with drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My parents have faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bought shoes this month.&lt;br /&gt;A blogger bitched about me before.&lt;br /&gt;I hate sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I heart Italian food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate nail polish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The mother bear gives me hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;People should start appreciating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school was the worst time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have red hair.&lt;br /&gt;One Utama is my second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m scared of my Biology exam which I’m going to face tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We’ll last :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe in long distance relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to get high and smoke weed one day soon.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve robbed an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;I’m starting to like applying make-up.&lt;br /&gt;I was a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;At times I think I still am a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;I love bitching about people behind their backs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I still have a best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate surprise parties.&lt;br /&gt;I hate planning parties.&lt;br /&gt;I’m hot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m a sinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ve got a DS light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a Wii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can live without music.&lt;br /&gt;Video games are a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the father bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love being in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I know how to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 100% freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Boys are assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy with what I have&lt;br /&gt;I love horror films.&lt;br /&gt;I slept in my parents’ room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My old friends keep in touch with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t read newspapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news is such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I hate animals.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without make-up.&lt;br /&gt;I curse like a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy with my 11 year old car.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people that are smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love Orange juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t drink for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe that everyone in their teens have lost their virginity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ve got a new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;I love swimming.&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t worked out since March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I’m fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    I've tagged ;-&lt;br /&gt;1) Wan Nurul Izzah&lt;br /&gt;2) Eleena&lt;br /&gt;3) Anas&lt;br /&gt;4) Ira&lt;br /&gt;5) Shaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-9052403954126348957?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/9052403954126348957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=9052403954126348957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9052403954126348957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/9052403954126348957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-enough-to-thought-things-through.html' title='Lazy enough to thought things through,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6956467667875818419</id><published>2009-04-18T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:59:59.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The GRAND suprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SerL59vbIQI/AAAAAAAAADg/6w_-0f-Ztlw/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SerL59vbIQI/AAAAAAAAADg/6w_-0f-Ztlw/s320/123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326293706005487874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Apologies for the lack of posting new posts for the last few weeks. As you all know my mommy took my precious modem away from my sibs bcs me bro is having his SPM and me lil sis is having her PMR. So, do the math how many months to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with that lame topic. Got a funny tale to tell. Seriously, its damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was going smoothly with my friends and all. Ouh yeah, dnt forget to mention tht my lovingly grandma was there too wondering and about to fall asleep in front of the tv ( bcs grandmummy got nothing else to do than  just sleep ) Anyways,  'Cikgu' was teaching so perfectly then I heard something popped or was it bang. Whatever it is, I just ignored it and continued studying BM with 'Cikgu'. Few seconds later, a second bang was heard again. I was so curious, that I ask my friends what was that sound. Then the bang kept going and going. Here's the funny part, after a few sound checking. I realized the sound was made by my gassy grandmummy. The sound was a fart blasting from my garndmummy touchy. Grandamummy kept on farting until the tution was finished. Seriously, my grandma is hardcore you guys. She doesn't feel embarass at all. I was trying so hard to hide my laughter. Over all, tuition can be fun when there's a Comic living in the same rooftop as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6956467667875818419?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6956467667875818419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6956467667875818419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6956467667875818419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6956467667875818419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/04/apologies-for-lack-of-posting-new-posts.html' title='The GRAND suprise'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SerL59vbIQI/AAAAAAAAADg/6w_-0f-Ztlw/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-441977937440103420</id><published>2009-03-18T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:38:17.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a stupid mistake. phiuh, I just noticed the title is utterly misspelled. You see, I forgot the word 'blog' to put the 's. So, understand it clearly. Sorry for the careless mistake and plus I know my english i tremendously horrific. heh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-441977937440103420?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/441977937440103420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=441977937440103420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/441977937440103420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/441977937440103420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/03/oops.html' title='Oops,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-6513954495708061757</id><published>2009-03-16T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:22:29.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold up,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just went to this one-whom-i-dont-want-to-mention-bitch myspace profile. Take a peek at her profile a bit. Saw something crazy. The other day, my bro opened Y*****e to watch some funny flicks. Search and searched about 2 minutes. Clicked something non-interesting. Thennnnn, like fucking coincidence. This vid-that-i-also-dont-want-to-mention. Thought of it through, I just realized that the bitch was actually copying the vid's whole concept. She's so totally fake with the songs and all. She copied the whole concept. And what else?! She's copied the damn name too. She stole it and make it as a fake, pathetic, unreal, superfiction, don't mention plastic and mythical tuuuuttt.tut.tut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all. More funny stuffs will come out I think. Toodles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then I still hated that bitch. Go f**k yourself up why don't ya. That would be more interesting. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-6513954495708061757?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/6513954495708061757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=6513954495708061757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6513954495708061757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/6513954495708061757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-up.html' title='Hold up,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-3830765563889278967</id><published>2009-03-14T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:42:23.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Second post of the week and thank god mommy gave us the modem. Finally, after searching loads and loads of vids. Here's one. I know it seems ridiculous and all. At first I thought it too. By why the hell it must be 'Awimbawek' I can't get out of my head. It's sooo hilarious until you see it. Cross my heart and hope to die. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-3830765563889278967?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/3830765563889278967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=3830765563889278967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3830765563889278967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/3830765563889278967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/03/peace.html' title='Peace,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-802373338005831503</id><published>2009-03-13T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:08:36.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How It Turns Out,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have been so bored without me precious modem around the house anymore. Dearest Mommy took it away. Sorry for the lack of postage blogs after the last few weeks. School ? School's now is not like school. Its hell. Wanna know ? because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Juniors that are so fuckingly annoying and DO NOT respect the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Teachers who thinks he/she is funny yet they suck. not cool -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Big mouth, annoying transferred students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Exchanging classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, there's more. Only I can't think of any. That's all for today. Be posting more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; to the chick who thinks her belly is round. Nanti aku buat blog yang lucu-lucu yer ? hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-802373338005831503?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/802373338005831503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=802373338005831503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/802373338005831503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/802373338005831503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-it-turns-out.html' title='How It Turns Out,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-1868119991238932457</id><published>2009-02-16T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:10:28.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loco Sicco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My life's just too dull and it ain't no fun no more. So, here are some things that I  listed down what am I gonna do to make  my life more FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm trying to fail any of my exams just for FUN. total freakin awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Skipped class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Say stupid things when I'm with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Saying hello and goodbyes to people whom I do not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sing, like I never sing before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Randomly going to concerts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Buy me some new things that I'm not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 'Re-pierced' my teeth if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think that's all for today. If anything's missing. I'll figure it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then Assalamualaikum and Goodbye stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-1868119991238932457?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/1868119991238932457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=1868119991238932457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1868119991238932457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/1868119991238932457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/02/loco-sicco.html' title='Loco Sicco'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-5996493871427794326</id><published>2009-02-16T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:01:51.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knocking,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh12/ramupot/Untitled-1-1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like yeah !!! i want them so so so so badly.. Come baby, come to papa. I'll keep them as my babies. and I'll give them names too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-5996493871427794326?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/5996493871427794326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=5996493871427794326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5996493871427794326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/5996493871427794326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-yeah-i-want-them-so-so-so-so-damn.html' title='Knocking,'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420298139352890224.post-164393491599593627</id><published>2009-02-13T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:17:56.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good days Bad days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close friends are getting greater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are getting far apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, don't get it through your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you can do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although is not your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420298139352890224-164393491599593627?l=vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/feeds/164393491599593627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3420298139352890224&amp;postID=164393491599593627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/164393491599593627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420298139352890224/posts/default/164393491599593627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vengeancetothehaemophiliac.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-days-bad-da.html' title='Good days Bad days'/><author><name>Umar Hariz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02734653363458377353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRX6Q0pLLp4/SjM1Rvya9JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UzA3MMtAuNM/S220/22930027+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
