<?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-7143260636244186359</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:01:47.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>phantomania</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-5381580679712555408</id><published>2009-10-04T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:47:48.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm relieved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all gone... hehe.. i'm relieved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I did well for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EXAM&lt;/span&gt; although i was sick after the second paper because of the DOMINO's pizza i thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt; was good enough for me as i can manage it well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm far from my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, it's so heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Syazwan Syahmiel&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/7143260636244186359-5381580679712555408?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/5381580679712555408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-relieved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/5381580679712555408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/5381580679712555408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-relieved.html' title='i&apos;m relieved...'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-2432819470147252109</id><published>2009-09-27T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:40:46.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fRiEnd first!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;its too many for me to tell about this...&lt;br /&gt;in my life, i'm always put my beloved friends at the top.&lt;br /&gt;some said that the most important for our life is our family because they are the origin or the base of our life...&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know why until now i can't accept that "Family First"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it's not good for me to state this : " I hate my family"&lt;br /&gt;but this is my feeling right now!!! Arrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized since my childhood time, I'm not a good son. I did a lot of wrongs and mistakes.. I remembered when my mom need to come and seek my teacher because of some cases that I did in primary school.. I know it is my fault.. I learned that now and I realized about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i never get enough attention from my parents.. When i get a chance to study in SMK(A) Sultan Muhammad, they just know that I will be a good person because of the school title that is so islamic. They never know what is the real things there.. They never ask how am i there and concern about my life there. They just know to hope that i will be success in my study there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shit!!! The school totally change my life and I'm not being better as what they hope but I'm stucked in the bad site of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7143260636244186359-2432819470147252109?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/2432819470147252109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/friend-first.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/2432819470147252109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/2432819470147252109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/friend-first.html' title='fRiEnd first!!!!'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-1205588528968293089</id><published>2009-09-15T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:46:34.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learning is a part of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/Sq_E40I1J-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/uJ2awirpzCE/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/Sq_E40I1J-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/uJ2awirpzCE/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381736560078432226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;today, i learn a lot of things :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1. what is the real meaning of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2. the meaning of love   and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. the meaning of to be loved and lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i don't know why i should post this. perhaps it comes from my heart and what are my perspective about these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;someone who always be with us no matter in happy, sad or else.. typical answer when we ask people.. Btw, for me friend can be described with a lot of things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;1. ya, perhaps for the true friends are the typical meaning above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;2. someone who is the place for us to laugh and enjoy the good things only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;  ~surely, there are a lot of people like this~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;they just want to be with us only for the good time. its nice but sometimes it makes the relationship worse. why am i saying that??  because they are not genuine! be with us to get the happiness and left us for something bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;3. someone who always pretend to be good but actually they are not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; ~ why most people are like this????~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i was involved in a case that make my relationship with some friends going bad.. i don't know why... i love them so much but i feel i am the crackers for their relationship... backstabbing, envy, and all the bad things happen either to me or them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  a day i was called by my lovely senior, a conflict rise between me, him and others.. i don't know what happened to them... i am so sad because they have be a part of my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;its hard to say... as i read diva divana's blog about the crisis happened towards his friend makes me unclear about the meaning of love. but i am agree with him about this statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"when the one we love are in front, we never appreciate him nicely, but when he is gone, we realized that he is actually important to us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"do appreciate the love we have, don't always hope and find the perfectness in love, meanwhile forgot that no one is perfect in this world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TO BE LOVED and LOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;these are actually the derivation from LOVE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;for me, to be loved is situation achieved when we care and try the best in our relationship and lover is someone that we appreciate the most and share our lifetime with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;that's for today... so, from friends we have someone special to be our lover and hope to be loved forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;syazwan syahmiel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7143260636244186359-1205588528968293089?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/1205588528968293089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-is-part-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/1205588528968293089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/1205588528968293089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-is-part-of-life.html' title='learning is a part of life...'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/Sq_E40I1J-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/uJ2awirpzCE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-4571331549745821739</id><published>2009-09-10T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:08:18.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sorry guyz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i'm so busy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i will continue later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143260636244186359-4571331549745821739?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/4571331549745821739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/4571331549745821739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/4571331549745821739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html' title='sorry...'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-1958468536777662217</id><published>2009-08-23T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:59:21.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Ramadhan and The Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIXKAz7EAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X34BFMiYxjI/s1600-h/Image0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIXKAz7EAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X34BFMiYxjI/s320/Image0219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373382766190333954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Mmm, second Ramadhan was very tough day for me. Firstly, time for journey back to CFS IIUM. Such a long journey and tiring day. Although I spent my time sleeping in the bus. Huhu... Thanks God because Hazim with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The time we reached Jalan Pudu Raya, there was a traffic congestion. Maybe because of the new system that had implemented by the government(special lane for bus before reaching the Pudu Raya Station). It make us to dropped ourselves first and walked for a 250 metres to the station. Huhh, so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Heading to CFS, Hazim and I make a decision to go to Secret Recipe first for our surprise party that night. Hehe... Hazim went to Cold Storage for his fasting stuff. Finally, we reached our beloved CFS at 6.00 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For the break fast venue, we chose Studio 3 as invited by Hazwan. Everyone got this massage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" Attention to all GA members, venue for breaking the fast is at Studio 3. You are kindly invited to join this event. Please be there on 7.10 p.m before adzan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;However, only Azhar could not join us because he still in the train at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There were a lot of dishes for our iftar. Everyone brought some menus from home. ~chocolate cake, special "kek batik" by Hazim, and the others dishes from Hazwan, Fahmi and Nasrul.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Done our iftar, we performed our Maghrib prayer at Studio 4 as there had a compartment for pray. Then, we spent our time there until Isyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ohh, first Terawih in PJ.. It was good. I just made 8 rakaat from 23 rakaat done by the Imam.. Hehe.. After that, Azhar reached CFS after we done our prayer on 9.30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIaK0pbYKI/AAAAAAAAABY/SU2LIDb4bmo/s1600-h/Image0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIaK0pbYKI/AAAAAAAAABY/SU2LIDb4bmo/s320/Image0221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373386078639841442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Such a good environment in the mosque. So peaceful.. This image captured after 12 rakaat. People become less and less. Typical situation in every mosque. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Then, the time for the surprise party. Our planned went systematically. Everyone gave the best to surprise the birthday boy. Thanks everyone!! Actually, this party was celebrated for Hazwan's birthday that falls on 21 August. But, we postponed the event on that night because on 21, we went to our hometown for the first Ramadhan. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIcMMHFs6I/AAAAAAAAABg/Mk_mXA2OP0o/s1600-h/Image0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIcMMHFs6I/AAAAAAAAABg/Mk_mXA2OP0o/s320/Image0224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388301141390242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;From left: Fahmi, Hazim, Hazwan(the birthday boy), Nasrul and Azhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us had a great time enjoyed the party. Special cake from Secret Recipe(Chocolate Indulgence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIc7Oz6hgI/AAAAAAAAABo/-Fxv7FJJOmI/s1600-h/Image0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIc7Oz6hgI/AAAAAAAAABo/-Fxv7FJJOmI/s320/Image0226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373389109320123906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Huhu, we could just finished the cake only for half. We were fully loaded with other food. Finally, Azhar's roommates finished all the left cake. Alhamduliilah, our day was very special and happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Syazwan Syahmiel&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/7143260636244186359-1958468536777662217?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/1958468536777662217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/second-ramadhan-and-birthday-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/1958468536777662217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/1958468536777662217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/second-ramadhan-and-birthday-boy.html' title='Second Ramadhan and The Birthday Boy'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpIXKAz7EAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X34BFMiYxjI/s72-c/Image0219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-2543386328923680615</id><published>2009-08-22T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:41:50.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAOQ_EHBwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6KvvYaneY08/s1600-h/ramadhan-comments20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAOQ_EHBwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6KvvYaneY08/s320/ramadhan-comments20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372810040422369026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Alhamdulillah, my first Ramadhan was good enough. As Muslim, "Sahur" time is really important for us to maintain our energy during the fasting day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I woke up on the early of 5 a.m(if I'm not mistaken) . Thanks to my mom as she do her duty for his lovely son.. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I did Sahur alone with rice and "Ayam masak rendang" and a cup of Milo. Surely, I'm a little bit sleepy for the first Sahur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After enjoying my meal, while waiting for the Subuh, I spend my time watching TV.  It's Nur Kasih on Tv3 that accompanied me until the Subuh time reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Then, completely done my Subuh prayer, I continue my dream again. Huhu... Nap time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10.30 a.m, usual time to wake up in the morning. Huargggh!!! (Ngantoknyer...) Time running so fast, so I'm quickly run for my bath time.. Huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Mmmm, what special for today??? Mmm, buying bus ticket for going back to K.L tomorrow? Having some indoor shopping at Family Store? Oh, I remember, today I enjoyed my time watching The Legend of Zorro in AXN Channel(Astro 701) . It is really interesting movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAaV6mZkvI/AAAAAAAAABA/UvSKIWh6X3A/s1600-h/legend_of_zorro_lge-270x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAaV6mZkvI/AAAAAAAAABA/UvSKIWh6X3A/s320/legend_of_zorro_lge-270x375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372823319262892786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Why am I considered this story is interesting? Firstly, it is about the plot of the story that tell about the life of a hero with his conflict as two different characters between a father and a hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I am attracted towards Joaquin character(Zorro's son) that makes the story more interesting and fun. Finally, a hero will always win although there are many obstacles to face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Mmm, break the fast time!!! Today, the table was fully loaded with various kind of dishes..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAcucTDkSI/AAAAAAAAABI/dXRuvXjr1pQ/s1600-h/Image0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAcucTDkSI/AAAAAAAAABI/dXRuvXjr1pQ/s320/Image0209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372825939648680226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Homemade jemput-jemput, Mee Hong Kong, Grandma pulut merah, murtabak and bubur lambuk masjid... Hehe.. Delicious!!!! Yummy!!! But, I can't finish it all at one time... I'm not a food tank.. Huhu.. Anyway, Alhamdulillah for the precious food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Next, Terawih time... As usual, for the first week, it's not weird if the mosque is fully booked by everybody.. I just make 8 rakaat with some others sunat prayers and ends with Sunat Witir.. Alhamdulillah, my first Ramadhan is good enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Syazwan Syahmiel&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/7143260636244186359-2543386328923680615?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/2543386328923680615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/2543386328923680615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/2543386328923680615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-ramadhan.html' title='First day of Ramadhan'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/SpAOQ_EHBwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6KvvYaneY08/s72-c/ramadhan-comments20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143260636244186359.post-7540751277558843188</id><published>2009-08-21T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:52:22.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New phase of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today, on the 22 August 2009(the first of Ramadhan) is the lucky day for me as I'm creating this blog for the first time. Alhamdulillah, it comes without saying that suddenly I decide to have a blog like other bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Maybe, this is the way for me to spend my time and share my life with others. It is not important if people say I'm just so-called "Syok Sendiri" with myself because do I care with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I need to appreciate myself and my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I just want to enjoy my life with various things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;So, InsyaAllah I will manage this blog chronologically with the diary of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan Syahmiel&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/7143260636244186359-7540751277558843188?l=syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/feeds/7540751277558843188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-phase-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/7540751277558843188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143260636244186359/posts/default/7540751277558843188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syazwansyahmiel.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-phase-of-my-life.html' title='New phase of my life...'/><author><name>syazwansyahmiel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812200300501061677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRsSUKKu2mA/So9_lWxNskI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pNdDg6rc44M/S220/2_614095359l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
