<?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-346475257601879055</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:03:14.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seconds, Minutes, Hours</title><subtitle type='html'>Insert random description here</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-5904551256336265501</id><published>2011-07-13T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:27:43.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTP</title><content type='html'>Well, yeah. I've been gone a long time, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by saying, 'SUP PPL? HOWYA DOING?&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in UTP. Located in Tronoh, Perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me. Will update more later. Kthxbai. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-5904551256336265501?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5904551256336265501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5904551256336265501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2011/07/utp.html' title='UTP'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7505428386505009405</id><published>2010-01-03T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:54:06.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekull</title><content type='html'>School's about to start! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Izzat, mcm biase. Tak prepare ape ape. :D&lt;br /&gt;Buku pinjaman sume ntah ke mane. :D&lt;br /&gt;Baju sume ntah ah ade lencane and name tag ke tak. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasut, tibe tibe.. kasut Izzat dah basuh and ready untk skolah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAYY SKOLAH DAH BUKAK! PMR, HERE I COME! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, saye prasan mude. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7505428386505009405?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7505428386505009405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7505428386505009405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2010/01/sekull.html' title='Sekull'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4517003799404063338</id><published>2010-01-01T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:19:35.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, it's 2010</title><content type='html'>It's year 2010, and I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;Breathing and happily waiting for SPM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year guys, hope I can get to know you all alot better in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Senior Year, babeyyhh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, and sorry if I made any of you mad.&lt;br /&gt;Or made any of you sad. I'm deeply, truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try being a better me this year.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I don't make any enemies this year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tapi.. there IS one person yg I don't mind being enemies with.&lt;br /&gt;Din tau sape. :P&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/346475257601879055-4517003799404063338?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4517003799404063338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4517003799404063338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeah-it2010.html' title='Yeah, it&apos;s 2010'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2706059295393825467</id><published>2009-12-15T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:34:23.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOSAN!</title><content type='html'>Esok b'day Zati. RAJIIINNN nak wishh.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi lagi dgn takde kredit ni. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, wish sini je lah. Mcm awal sket, tapi terime je lah eh Zati?&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZATI PENDEK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, guitar untk lagu ape yg best eh?&lt;br /&gt;Rase mcm nk blaja lagu lagu, tapi tak pnah nk tau lagu ape. :D&lt;br /&gt;BAGI CADANGAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(di chatbox di sebelah kanan page) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Din, bagi blek spender aku yg ko pinjam hari tu.&lt;br /&gt;Aku rindu bende tuuu. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2706059295393825467?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2706059295393825467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2706059295393825467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/12/bosan.html' title='BOSAN!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8588948193064275149</id><published>2009-11-28T06:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T06:42:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr!</title><content type='html'>KEDENGKI!&lt;br /&gt;BATU API!&lt;br /&gt;KURANG AJAR!&lt;br /&gt;BAPOK GORENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE SPARROWS FELL FROM HEAVEN AND CARRIED HER AWAY~&lt;br /&gt;BLACK ARROWS CUT THE STRINGS OF MY HEART, I KNEEL AND PRAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSAN! Bile nk carik kerje ni?&lt;br /&gt;Kawan-kawan? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. KEDENGKI! VAVI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din phm. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8588948193064275149?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8588948193064275149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8588948193064275149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/11/rawr.html' title='Rawr!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4938051201780573675</id><published>2009-11-15T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:15:53.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosplay</title><content type='html'>Woohh, smlm pegi cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;Boleh tahan best ah. The were people dressed in maid dresses.&lt;br /&gt;So.. t'pakse ah ckp, iman ade ah t'gugat. :P&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sikit jek. Ye ahh, skrang ni Izzat dah tak bernafsu. Huwawawa. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegi cosplay dgn adik. Parents Izzat suroh, originally, smlm tu takde plan.&lt;br /&gt;So, mcm.. adik Izzat takleh kluar klao takde abg/parents yg jage dia.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi.. Izzat pon kluar ngn dia, bersame same kwn kwn dia, I was the only form 4, and the only guy dlm group tu.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda embarassing. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPIII.. time smpai cosplay tu, mcm agak best ah.&lt;br /&gt;It looked kinda dull and boring at first. Pastuuu bile main event start.&lt;br /&gt;Ade satu band ni, name dia "Flickered Mind" ke ape ntah.&lt;br /&gt;Diorg main lagu Rolling Star, Don't Say Lazy + Cagayake Girls, and last last, Houki Boshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUITARIST DIA PRO GILE NAK MAMPOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konklusinya, saya agak enjoy cosplay tersebut. Walaupon terpakse lepak ngn budak budak kecik. (Form 2) :P&lt;br /&gt;I bought some souvenirs. Best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mase kat sane, ade dua org perempuan ni, diorg pelukis.&lt;br /&gt;PERHHH, kalah Chimi. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.2. Why is it that all the posts that have broken grammar.. Tell me to shut up? = ="&lt;br /&gt;Org tegur grammar pon salah ka? Tampar kang! :O&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/346475257601879055-4938051201780573675?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4938051201780573675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4938051201780573675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/11/cosplay.html' title='Cosplay'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3328229382983541378</id><published>2009-11-01T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:13:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post! :D</title><content type='html'>Kentut haram jadah, laptop HP dah rosak.&lt;br /&gt;Skrang bleh online time Nizam blek jek.&lt;br /&gt;Rowan Atkinson mati kemalangan semlm.&lt;br /&gt;Kan? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Khairul smakin hensem.&lt;br /&gt;Din smakin sador.&lt;br /&gt;Aqip smakin cool.&lt;br /&gt;Amir smakin kuat.&lt;br /&gt;Aqel smakin tak-emo. xD&lt;br /&gt;Syuk smakin lucah.&lt;br /&gt;Aku smakin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;Sape suroh korg bace blog aku ni?&lt;br /&gt;Dah tau bosan,  TAKYAH LA BACE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURRENDAAAYYYY MACHAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3328229382983541378?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3328229382983541378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3328229382983541378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-post-d.html' title='New Post! :D'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4902443777067508747</id><published>2009-09-23T09:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:13:24.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya. Saya ucapkan kepada semua.&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau ada salah dan silap, saya mintak maaf ya.&lt;br /&gt;Dan sempena minggu Raya ini, saya akan taip dengan cara yang baku sekali.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pagi raya, makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malam raya pun makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapi time Hari Raye ade setan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ape ape pon, kte tetap makan. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, not the best pantun ever. Tapi KESAAHHH plak korg en.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Selamat Hari Raye guys. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Saya rasa saya dilamun cinta. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4902443777067508747?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4902443777067508747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4902443777067508747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-379252164451742384</id><published>2009-09-05T18:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:23:55.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SqJxlP-xWgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7N8rwHkOXps/s1600-h/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_K-on%21_akak4747tT%281.33%29__THISRES__93777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SqJxlP-xWgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7N8rwHkOXps/s200/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_K-on%21_akak4747tT%281.33%29__THISRES__93777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377985789792705026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime yg teramat best dan hensem dan comel dan mmg gile stylo laahh!&lt;br /&gt;It's an anime about a band. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DF4rQ9NrBHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DF4rQ9NrBHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bass cover of the opening of K-On!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you say wtfbbqpwnsauceomgzorz 3 times fast? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-379252164451742384?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/379252164451742384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/379252164451742384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/09/k-on.html' title='K-On!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SqJxlP-xWgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7N8rwHkOXps/s72-c/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_K-on%21_akak4747tT%281.33%29__THISRES__93777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4803066724065060788</id><published>2009-09-01T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T05:55:37.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekolah!</title><content type='html'>Yeay, hari ni sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayuh kte sume mati sbb kene marah ngn ckg sbb tak siap keje umah sbb time cuti main game jek sbb tgh puase sbb bulan Ramadhan. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4803066724065060788?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4803066724065060788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4803066724065060788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/09/sekolah.html' title='Sekolah!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3155328786232298435</id><published>2009-08-22T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:14:33.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Bile Ramadhan dah sampaaaii..&lt;br /&gt;Sume org puase, solat tarawih. Tapi ade juge yg tak dpt pegi tarawih, sbb ade tuisyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayelah salah seorg daripadenye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And disbbkan internet yg gile lagi hendak disepak. Saye tidak dapat online pd jangke mase yg agak pnjg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bnyk bende dh jd. Banner laahh, MIA laahh, Din kahwin laahh, H1N1 merebak laahh, perompak kene rogol laahh, makcik saudara belah pakcik aku dpt anak laahh, tandas perempuan meletup laahh, jumpe C4 kat kedai mamak laahh, mcm mcm laahh!&lt;br /&gt;Bulan ini mmg teramat.. umm.. Omoshiroi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, baru blek dr tarawih. Saje blog supaye tidak memberi msg kpd org ramai yg saye ni dh mati ke ape. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuase, Bersahur, Berbuke dan Bertarawih.&lt;br /&gt;And, and, congrats to the PMR candidates, dpt lps trial. Hip hip, hooraayyy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3155328786232298435?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3155328786232298435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3155328786232298435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3908772843333463359</id><published>2009-08-09T02:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:23:44.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dango Daikazoku</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZAw-YG3Oss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZAw-YG3Oss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute kaaaannn? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3908772843333463359?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3908772843333463359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3908772843333463359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/08/dango-daikazoku.html' title='Dango Daikazoku'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3881826423302016261</id><published>2009-08-03T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:33:20.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1</title><content type='html'>I have officially caught the virus H1N1 and am currently in a hospital, wishing I'd listen to my parents about not going out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above statement is a false one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, my brothers sume mcm demam, selsema and stuff. Takot gak ohh nk dekat ngn diorg. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sekolah skrang dah mule bosan, no more staying after school, no more helping people with art folios and at the same time, ponteng kelas. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuu, dah bosan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need something that keeps me coming to school.&lt;/span&gt; Kang dtg balik tabiat serong/ponteng skolah nnti. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3881826423302016261?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3881826423302016261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3881826423302016261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1.html' title='H1N1'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7281342984753290337</id><published>2009-07-29T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:42:19.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chesh</title><content type='html'>Abeh tu? Ko fikir ko gempak ke?&lt;br /&gt;Haa?! Bak dtg laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Ko mmg mintak penumbuk dowhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tumbuk ko skali, cirit-birit ko sebulan.&lt;br /&gt;Eishhh, dah bangang tu jgn la nk buat gaye pandai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayat-ayat di atas tidak ade kene mengene dgn yg hidup atau yg mati. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Saje jek nk tiru post Din. Bwahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7281342984753290337?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7281342984753290337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7281342984753290337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/07/chesh.html' title='Chesh'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2538232728214530569</id><published>2009-07-26T12:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:30:37.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame gile tak update</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys, been busy the last couple of days.. come to think of it.. weeks. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari tu main laser tag sempena birthday Bazley. Happy birthday Baz. xD&lt;br /&gt;My team got last. Wee~ :D And then the next day tuu, tgk Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HARRY POTTER BOSAN GILE NAK MAMPOS BAK KATE PEPATAH CHELAYU AYAM MAKAN KELUAR TEMPURUNG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, don't watch Harry Potter. Bosan. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I've been helping the form 5s with their art folio.&lt;br /&gt;Rase best plak dpt rosak-rosakkan folio org niii. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that's all for now. Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Din ensem dpt lps the MIA ape jadah tu. Congrats botak. Dah botak tu, buat lah gaye botak! Eishh! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2538232728214530569?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2538232728214530569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2538232728214530569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/07/lame-gile-tak-update.html' title='Lame gile tak update'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-241590396200231728</id><published>2009-07-08T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:29:03.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIN DAH BOTAK! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saje jek nk post sblom dia post. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-241590396200231728?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/241590396200231728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/241590396200231728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/07/botak.html' title='BOTAK!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-5093798838823826827</id><published>2009-07-05T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:58:00.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chu chu chi chu chiit!</title><content type='html'>Transformers 2 best gile! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-5093798838823826827?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5093798838823826827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5093798838823826827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/07/chu-chu-chi-chu-chiit.html' title='Chu chu chi chu chiit!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-5138033792082730827</id><published>2009-07-02T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:40:47.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic</title><content type='html'>Hari tuu enn.. Me, Din, Khai, and Ckg Nizam went to MIA untk anta artwork for a contest in which the top 10 winners will get a RM23,000 scholarship. RM23,000 kottt! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, time ktorg pegi, org kat situ bg offer nk show us around. Perhhh, tmpt tu best gile.&lt;br /&gt;Fine Art department dia, HENSEM! xD And ade ah bnyk bnyk lagi. Mls crite. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyss, I miss my brother. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi mkn KFC ngn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mereka&lt;/span&gt;. Best! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-5138033792082730827?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5138033792082730827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/5138033792082730827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/07/artistic.html' title='Artistic'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4913281370254698307</id><published>2009-06-28T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:29:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>I don't understand. Never did, never will.&lt;br /&gt;You make it WAY too hard for people to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;DPT LEPAK NGN ESTRANGED BABEYHH! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4913281370254698307?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4913281370254698307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4913281370254698307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4234896064811659630</id><published>2009-06-20T21:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:56:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiseki, Miracle</title><content type='html'>ashita kyou yori mo suki ni nareru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll be loving you more tomorrow than today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afureru omoi ga tomaranai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;these overflowing thoughts won't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima mo konna ni suki deiru no ni kotoba ni dekinai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;even though I love you so much until now, I can't put it into words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga kureta hibi ga tsumikasanari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the days you gave me pile up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugisatta hibi futari aruita kiseki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the miracle of the days that passed that we walked together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bokura no deai ga moshi guuzen naraba unmei naraba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;our first meeting might be coincidence or fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi ni meguriaeta sore ga kiseki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but to meet you again and again, is a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;futari yori sotte aruite towa no ai wo katachi ni shite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as we walked side by side, an everlasting love took shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsumademo kimi no yoko de waratteitakute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be laughing by your side forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arigatou ya ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aishiteru ja mada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tarinai kedo semete iwasete shiawase desu to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it may not be enough but at least let me say that I'm happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsumo kimi no migi no tenohira wo tada boku no hidari no tenohira ga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;your right palm was always covered just by my left palm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sotto tsutsundeku sore dake de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even with just that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada ai wo kanjiteita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I could feel love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hibi no naka de chiisa na shiawase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in those days, we found small happiness and piled them up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mitsuke kasane yukkuri aruita kiseki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the miracle we slowly walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bokura no deai wa ooki na sekai de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;our meeting in this large world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiisa na dekigoto meguriaeta sore ga kiseki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that small event, meeting again, is a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;umaku ikanai hibi datte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there are days that I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futari de ireba hare datte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if we are together, the weather clears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsuyogari ya sabishisa mo wasurerareru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pretending to be strong and being lonely can't be forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boku wa kimi de lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boku de ireru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dakara itsumo soba ni ite yo itoshii kimi e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so always stay with me, to you, my beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futari fuzake atta kaerimichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in the home town were we played together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore demo taisetsu na bokura no hibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even that is our treasured days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omoi yo todoketo tsutaeta toki ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the times when we told and expressed our thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hajimete miseta hyoujou no kimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was the first time you showed that facial expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sukoshi aida ga aite kimi wa unazuite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you opened up a bit with a nod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bokura no kokoro mitasareteku ai de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the love that made me show you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bokura mada tabi no tochuu de mata korekara saki mo nanjuunen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we're still in the middle of a journey, again, from now on, even before, in tens of years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsudzuite ikeru you na mirai e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we continue towards the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;tatoeba hora ashita wo miushinaisou ni bokura natta toshite mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for example, look, even if we seem to lose sight of tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futari yori sotte aruite towa no ai wo katachi ni shite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as we walked side by side, an everlasting love took shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsumademo kimi no yoko de waratteitakute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be laughing by your side forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arigatou ya ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aishiteru ja mada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tarinai kedo semete iwasete shiawase desu to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it may not be enough but at least let me say that I'm happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;umaku ikanai hibi datte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there are days that I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futari de ireba hare datte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if we are together, the weather clears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorokobi ya kanashimi mo subete wakeaeru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we'll share everything even happiness and sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga ikeru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikiteikeru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because you're living on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dakara itsumo soba ni ite yo itoshii kimi e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so always stay by my side, to you, my beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saigo no ichibyou made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;until the last second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ashita kyou yori egao ni nareru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;more than today, tomorrow you will be here with a greater smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga iru dake de sou omoeru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just with that, because I think that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanjuunen nanbyakunen nanzennen toki wo koeyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even if tens, hundreds, or thousands of years pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi wo aishiteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this song.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; singing this to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. xD&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/346475257601879055-4234896064811659630?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4234896064811659630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4234896064811659630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/06/kiseki-miracle.html' title='Kiseki, Miracle'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2702464597235483234</id><published>2009-06-12T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:18:30.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for kinda disappearing since my last post. It's just that, I don't wtf to talk about. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The holiday I've spent the last two weeks can simply be described in 1 word, "Mehhh". Bosan gileee kot.&lt;br /&gt;Mkn, tido, mkn tido, lepak umah kwn, kluar, bgn pkol 1 ptg. I need something new! Asyik bende same jek buat setiap hari. Boleh jadi gile tau tak? &lt;br /&gt;Serious ohh, pnah skali tu Izzat terfikir nk stab org.. multiple times. Pastu drag dia masok air, and let him/her/it die. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way into becoming a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;psychopath&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FEAR ME!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.. sape yg nk volunteer jadi my victim? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2702464597235483234?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2702464597235483234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2702464597235483234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7500219662546290072</id><published>2009-05-20T08:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:53:08.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demam</title><content type='html'>Temperature mencapai 40 darjah celcius. Sendi and otot otot kat kaki sume rase mcm takleh gerak.&lt;br /&gt;Pening rase bagaikan nk mati. Hidung dah mule berdarah-darah.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu exam pulak tak dpt nk amek sbb demam bodo ni.&lt;br /&gt;Huuuuuuuuuu~~ Rase bagaikan hendak mati~~ Woo woo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7500219662546290072?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7500219662546290072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7500219662546290072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/05/demam.html' title='Demam'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3231318185142508780</id><published>2009-05-14T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:20:37.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/Sgvhy6qbYSI/AAAAAAAAADs/S4DmJ1RMNJY/s1600-h/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/Sgvhy6qbYSI/AAAAAAAAADs/S4DmJ1RMNJY/s200/DSC_0309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335606448407404834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's awesome. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3231318185142508780?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3231318185142508780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3231318185142508780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-3-my-friend.html' title='I &lt;3 my friend'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/Sgvhy6qbYSI/AAAAAAAAADs/S4DmJ1RMNJY/s72-c/DSC_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-1664832376955417000</id><published>2009-05-12T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:56:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam, Exam!</title><content type='html'>Rasenye enn.. saye fail exam kali ini.&lt;br /&gt;What say you? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-1664832376955417000?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1664832376955417000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1664832376955417000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-exam.html' title='Exam, Exam!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7917970428037447922</id><published>2009-04-19T01:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:39:12.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusun Cikgu Nizam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST GILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sungai&lt;/span&gt;, ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ikan&lt;/span&gt;, ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;manusia&lt;/span&gt;, ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt;, ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;meja&lt;/span&gt;, ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;kolam&lt;/span&gt;, ade mcm mcm lahh.&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi saye ke Dusun Cikgu Nizam untk buat shooting. Dan drpd pengalaman itu, saye mendpti bhw ckg saye itu sungguh best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, minggu dpn exam! And I don't have to sit for it!&lt;br /&gt;Yipeeee! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Kene tolong Ckg Syam dlm bola baling ke ape ntah. So I'll be taking the exams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; all of this is over.&lt;br /&gt;Bagi form 4 lain yg amek test, tell me soalan soalan yg kluar tauu! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit*&lt;br /&gt;Anddd nk tmbh sket. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NENEK SAYE CURIK TMPT TIDO SAYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7917970428037447922?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7917970428037447922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7917970428037447922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/04/dusun-cikgu-nizam.html' title='Dusun Cikgu Nizam'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3883527361501059343</id><published>2009-04-15T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:24:53.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Ade test eh next week? :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3883527361501059343?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3883527361501059343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3883527361501059343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/04/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-1225404503044410191</id><published>2009-04-08T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:47:35.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Fact</title><content type='html'>I've come to know that if you wanna dunk. It has nothing to do with training or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It has to be your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;, and more importantly, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; around you.&lt;br /&gt;Kene ade org lain yg bleh dunk, and kene biase main ngn dia. Baru bleh dunk on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So putuslah harapan saye untk try dunk. :D&lt;br /&gt;Tapi.. rase rase klao practice mcm org gile, lepas kot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, saje jek type pasal bende mcm ni. Since my life's too boring to talk about. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-1225404503044410191?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1225404503044410191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1225404503044410191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/04/basketball-fact.html' title='Basketball Fact'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4023302867635013406</id><published>2009-04-04T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:47:58.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>We went swimming, had a great time, and now.. I'm dark! :D&lt;br /&gt;Really, REALLY dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcm choki-choki, tapi LAGI gelap dari tu.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4023302867635013406?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4023302867635013406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4023302867635013406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/04/troubled.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-1792283454110493864</id><published>2009-03-11T12:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:30:45.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you don't day dream and kind of plan things out in your imagination, you never get there. So you have to start someplace." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Robert Duvall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Having a dream isn't stupid. It's not having a dream that's stupid." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Cliff Clavin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, they make them." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"From what we get we can make a living, what we give, however, makes a life."&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Arthur Ashe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"One kind word can warm three Japanese winter months." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Japanese saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It is impossible for us to break the law. We can only break ourselves against the law." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Cecil B. Demmile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Whether I fail or succeed shall be no man's doing but my own. I am the force." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Elain Maxwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Listen, or the tongue will make thee deaf." &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Native American Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Style kan? xD&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/346475257601879055-1792283454110493864?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1792283454110493864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1792283454110493864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspirational.html' title='Inspirational'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2675145701551603058</id><published>2009-03-09T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:01:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joget Je</title><content type='html'>Tadi time buat mural, me and my friends ade sembang sembang.&lt;br /&gt;Then ktorg tibe tibe start menyanyi. But in a weird yet funny way.&lt;br /&gt;Translate lagu English jadi Melayu and vice-versa. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourites tadi, was Just Dance by Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape.. yg.. sedang berlaku di lantai? (What's.. go.. ing out on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Aku suke rekod ni tapi aku xleh tgk lurus lagi. (I love this record but I can't see straight anymore)&lt;br /&gt;Buat.. ilek.. je, ape name kelab ni? (Keep.. it.. cool, what's the name of this club)&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak ingat tapi takpe.. takpe. (I can't remember but it's alright.. alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joget je, nnti jadi okay. (Just dance, gonna be okay)&lt;br /&gt;Da da du du.&lt;br /&gt;Joget je. Pusing rekod tu beb! (Just dance, spin that record babe)&lt;br /&gt;Da da du du du.&lt;br /&gt;Joget je, nnti jadi okay. (Just dance, gonna be okay)&lt;br /&gt;Jo.. jo.. jo.. get.. get.. get.. Jo, jo, joget je. (Just.. just.. just.. dance.. dance.. dance.. just, just, just dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, tak rhyme langsong and merepek gile.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, klao x merepek, mane best! :P&lt;br /&gt;And ade bnyk lagi lagu yg ktorg translate tadi.&lt;br /&gt;Cube korg try, msti best. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2675145701551603058?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2675145701551603058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2675145701551603058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/03/joget-je.html' title='Joget Je'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4657191353321698824</id><published>2009-03-08T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:48:54.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>Would you rather be in a relationship or out of one?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4657191353321698824?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4657191353321698824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4657191353321698824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/03/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8454517647083580315</id><published>2009-03-01T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:39:00.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>MY SKIN DAH DARK GILE NAK MAMPOSSS! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8454517647083580315?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8454517647083580315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8454517647083580315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/03/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4078128703040816790</id><published>2009-02-26T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:33:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Five</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna start as the first five for the basketball match against Sek. 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;I DO feel nervous, but I guess it'll all go away tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, coach kate, "Jgn bagi telur tu pecah" and "If you guys can make the real first five stay at the bench for the whole game, you guys are good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By "Telur" he meant the score. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. wish me luck tomorrow? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4078128703040816790?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4078128703040816790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4078128703040816790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-five.html' title='First Five'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-1930286075266713354</id><published>2009-02-23T13:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:46:21.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc77.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/241/0/f/Can_t_turn_back_time_by_shimoda7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 318px;" src="http://fc77.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/241/0/f/Can_t_turn_back_time_by_shimoda7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just wish you could just turn back time, just start over?&lt;br /&gt;New friends, new enemies, new.. everything.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't regret any of the mistakes I've made.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could just.. start over. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;Time really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; fly&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got 98 for Add Maths, yipeee! HAHA! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND 98 for Maths too.&lt;br /&gt;"Woohooohooo", bak kate Syaza. xP&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/346475257601879055-1930286075266713354?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1930286075266713354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1930286075266713354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/start-over.html' title='Start Over'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8062131556716823758</id><published>2009-02-21T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:16:59.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Bosan. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8062131556716823758?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8062131556716823758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8062131556716823758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7925391347104960455</id><published>2009-02-16T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:17:52.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short And Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Izzat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Btw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Izzat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"nice to know guys liek you exist ;D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What do you mean by that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' hana says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' hana says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i thought guys yg mcm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' hana says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;innocent, naive, tak pernah cpl, tak pnggl pmpn pet names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' hana says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dah pupus (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Izzat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Izzat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pupus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Izzat says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana can just be so funny at times. :P&lt;br /&gt;"innocent, naive, tak pernah cpl, tak pnggl pmpn pet names", I'll remember these words.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hana! You made my day. Haha. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7925391347104960455?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7925391347104960455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7925391347104960455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-but-adorable.html' title='Short And Sweet'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3752251979740920191</id><published>2009-02-14T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:53:06.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>On Valentine's Day, I went to an orchestra concert. Wooo! Skipped the Bestarithon thingy. But meh, I was satisfied with the concert.&lt;br /&gt;The art work we did was displayed, and I was really, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,&lt;br /&gt;This Tuesday dah ade test, I didn't study &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even the jadual for the tests! Sibuk sgt buat mural. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw,  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Valentine's Day! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seasonaldisplay.com/images/happy%20valentines%20day%20heart%20fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 370px;" src="http://www.seasonaldisplay.com/images/happy%20valentines%20day%20heart%20fan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Thanks for making me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And always &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;being there&lt;/span&gt; for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrow kiri tiga tiga tiga, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Izzat &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/346475257601879055-3752251979740920191?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3752251979740920191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3752251979740920191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8041804643580711270</id><published>2009-02-05T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:14:42.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I lost my phone and wallet. Yipeee! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slamat phone Izzat tuu noob jek, but all the numbers dlm tuu, hilang ah.&lt;br /&gt;Wallet xde duit, xde IC sume. So, slamat. Ade kunci umah jek, tapi TAU sbenarnye umah Izzat kat ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any idea where my phone and/or wallet is, please, inform me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, messages via phone shall not be replied. (Obviously) &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8041804643580711270?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8041804643580711270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8041804643580711270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-53544861043782396</id><published>2009-02-02T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:07:26.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework?</title><content type='html'>Somebody kill me before the teachers do. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Homework satu bende pown x sentuh lagi, nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;Itulah "Izzat"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I make it out alive tomorrow. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-53544861043782396?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/53544861043782396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/53544861043782396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/02/homework.html' title='Homework?'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8032704690457837690</id><published>2009-01-28T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:34:01.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Fact</title><content type='html'>A quick fact about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be considered as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; since if I get to know a person through the internet.&lt;br /&gt;And the person tuu goes to the same school as I do, bile t'jumpe, I don't tegur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I'm sombong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takot salah org&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Malu nanti. &gt;.&lt; So, for those yg know me online jek, make sure you tegur duluu. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Saye seorg pemalu. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ursispaltenstein.ch/blog/images/uploads_img/leonid_afremov_art_work_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 411px;" src="http://ursispaltenstein.ch/blog/images/uploads_img/leonid_afremov_art_work_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Art is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8032704690457837690?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8032704690457837690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8032704690457837690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-fact.html' title='Quick Fact'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-7698947633581608370</id><published>2009-01-22T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:32:33.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;“Kiss me” she whispered. He leaned in until their lips gently touched...’&lt;br /&gt;Chase closed the book, and gave a long, satisfied sigh. He put the book back on the shelf, and made his way to the exit door. He was barely thinking about anything beside the book, he was in his own world. Before he knew it, he was already at the park, not very far from the local library. He was surprised to see how far he walked in such a short time. With the cool breeze brushing through his face, and the warm sunlight, Chase had clearly stopped here at the right time. He sat down on a wooden bench, and built a castle in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight shone brightly from his bedroom window. Alex looked at the grandfather clock leaning against his bedroom wall. It was only half past two. Time was moving too slow. He couldn’t wait to see her. Oh, how he cannot forget her. The girl with the beauty of a goddess, a voice of an angel, a heart of gold, the apple of his eye. She was too perfect. Just thinking about her made his heart beat. He rushed outside, to the park where they promised to meet. Even from afar, Alex can see only her, in a beautiful snow-white dress. She also saw him a second later, and was just as happy. She ran through the gardens, and into his arms. “My dear Rosemary… :’] ” He said in a loving way, caressing her. He brought her chin up, and their eyes met. Then they shared a sweet, gentle kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king, Rosemary’s father, was outraged. “I told her over and over never to see that bad egg, Alexander!” he said angrily, after knowing about Rosemary’s encounter with Alex. The king had always been a bear with a sore head when it was about Alex. He didn’t want his daughter to be with him. And yet, the next day, Alex came to the grand castle to see the king. He knelt before him and said, “I want to take your daughter’s hand in marriage, pleas-” Before he got the chance to continue, the king just laughed. “Do you really think you are good enough to marry my darling daughter?” he said and laughed again. Alex just knelt there, with a serious expression on his face. “And why do you say such things? Why am I not good enough?” he said with traces of anger in his voice. He didn’t like people underestimating him. “Why, you ask? Because you are weak! You could never protect my daughter! Someone who wants to marry my daughter must prove of his strength, courage and bravery! All which you do not have!” he explained rudely. Alex was shocked and angry. But he did no deny it. It was clear, he was not strong, courageous or even brave. But he will not give up his love! He will do anything to prove the king wrong! He thought for a while, and looked at the king in the eye. “What are you thinking?” asked the king after Alex’s expression suddenly changed. “I will prove to you that I am worthy to marry your daughter. I will take up arms and test my strength, courage and bravery, all for my love.” “No!” a sudden girl’s voice sounded from the entrance of the room. Alex knew that voice too well. It was Rosemary. “No! I forbid you to go to war! You don’t have to do that much for me!” she said, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I have to! I must have an axe to grind!” he said. She ran towards him and hugged him, never wanting to let go. “I love you” Alex whispered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weapons, canons, and armours are all prepared for the war. The horses were fed, the soldiers were getting ready. Both the lovers were praying to God for courage to get through this hour of need and to gain victory. Alex and the other soldiers left at dawn to meet their fate at the battlefield. Meanwhile, back at home, Rosemary was feeling lonely and unsecure. She wandered around town looking for a shoulder to cry on and thats when she coincidentally met her childhood friend, Troy leaning against an alley wall. She told him about everything that had happened while crying. Troy listened patiently and tried to make her smile but she cried even harder. “I'm afraid that Alex will be hurt!” she cried. Troy couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up and said “He is causing you too much pain and sorrow!” Rosemary was shocked to see him talk like that. And then Troy knelt to the ground, took her hand and said “I have always loved you.. Please let me heal your wounded heart and put your sorrows to rest.” He said softly. “Take my hand in marriage!” he added. Rosemary quickly took her hand away. “What? I am in love with Alex! You are my best friend but I refuse! I refuse to ruin our friendship!” she exclaimed. “No! Take me instead! Alex will probably die! Forget him and leave the pain and sorrow you will experience!” he said without thinking thoroughly. “How can you say that?! You were supposed to be my best friend! How could you doubt him like that?!” She cried and ran along the alley. She thought how much of a disaster her life has been. She decided to keep Troy at arms length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Troy was feeling like such a fool for being so rash with a girl and a fragile heart. He put his face in his hands and wept. He backed out after seeing how deep her love is and there is no force on earth that can break them up. Troy had no back bone to continue his love and his heart was shattered. He was hanging his head in shame and he later moved away from that kingdom, never wanting to face Rosemary ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war has ended after a while. Rosemary was waiting for her love to return. She waited and waited in the castle, pacing. Tears were starting to fill her eyes. “Rose!” she heard a man call her. She thought it was just her heart playing games with her mind. She turned her back, “Alex!!” she cried loudly. She ran as fast as she could to the front door, and threw her arms around him. “My love! I have missed you so much! I never doubted you for a second!” she exclaimed. “Yeah, right…” he said doubtfully and grinned. They kissed passionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, plates clinked and voices chattered around the big dining table. A victory dinner was being held. Alex and Rose sat next to each other and lovingly held hands. Rosemary was smiling like the sun. She felt like the happiest person on earth. But the biggest news among them is that Alex had proven himself as someone worthy to marry Rosemary. Suddenly, the king stood up and asked silence. “I would like to give a speech about the great victory!” Everyone cheered. “Also, I would have to admit, I was wrong about my daughter’s love interest, Alex. You have truly proven yourself worthy to marry my daughter. I will receive you with open arms as my son-in-law. Cheers!” he said while raising the glass of wine. “Alex, please stand beside me pay your respects.” Alex was a little shocked, but he stood up anyway and went beside the king. “I'm going to get married! Che-” Before he could finish his speech, there was a knife flung at him. There were drops of blood, but they were not Alex’s blood, but the King’s blood! He fell down to the floor and everyone panicked. “Father!” Rosemary wailed. “Your Highness!” a servant called. The guards quickly arrested the assassinator and brought him away. “A-Alex… c-come here…” said the king in a loud whisper. “Yes, Your Highness?” said Alex softly. “P-please t-take my p-place as king o-of this kingdom. T-take care of my d-daughter….” His voice starts to fade away. “Father!” Rosemary wailed with tears streaming down her cheeks. “Thank you… Your Highness..” Alex said in a whisper. Alex stood up, holding back his tears. “Please take the king and arrange a proper funeral for him. Build a memorial pole for him. He is a great man who needs to be remembered.” Alex ordered the guards and the servants. “And…” he started. ”To keep the ball rolling, I am the new king.” He exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase quickly snapped out of his daydream and realized that he was smilling. “I’m definitely going to be an author, and this will be my first book!” he said with a grin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Izyan&lt;/strong&gt;, Dhania, Afieqah, Atiqah, Jai, and Nashrah! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister and her friends made this, and they're in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;form 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gile gempak dowhh! Why can't &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; be more like this? -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-7698947633581608370?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7698947633581608370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/7698947633581608370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-3343921618972120368</id><published>2009-01-20T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:28:17.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>I suck at basketball. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-3343921618972120368?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3343921618972120368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/3343921618972120368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-6865909000465816146</id><published>2009-01-15T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:53:15.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy</title><content type='html'>I'm currently occupied with art, basketball, school etc.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not really gonna be active with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, as if I was active in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah. Ape ape pown.&lt;br /&gt;I won't really be online and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So, see you guys sometime this middle year? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-6865909000465816146?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/6865909000465816146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/6865909000465816146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8761145736536805686</id><published>2009-01-08T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:20:39.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School, school!</title><content type='html'>I got in 4 Azam! Boo! D:&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, I don't deserve that class, I got frickin' 7As. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And 2nd, not many people that I'm friends with, is in there.&lt;br /&gt;I got Aqif, Puteri, Ashley and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a class switch kat Puan Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia kate, "Cikgu sbenarnye randomize the people masok dlm class mane, class mane. Sbb tu ade 8A yg masok 4B/4C/4D, so, no changing!". o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, I'm thankful yg kte dpt cikgu-cikgu yg bleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;But DAMN was I bored today. Serious bosan.&lt;br /&gt;But meh, who am I to complain.. Anyone wanna switch classes to 4A? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8761145736536805686?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8761145736536805686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8761145736536805686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-school.html' title='School, school!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-72241843483078364</id><published>2009-01-05T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:50:01.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Rules</title><content type='html'>Xleh blah owh. Damn the school rules.&lt;br /&gt;Ari tu dh potong rambut, pastu td, ckg ckp, still pnjg.&lt;br /&gt;Wth dowh skolah ni. Now, my hair dh kene potong, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I look like a total freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, social life. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-72241843483078364?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/72241843483078364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/72241843483078364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-rules.html' title='School Rules'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-187643631497136364</id><published>2009-01-04T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:48:07.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FW6F_g3upKA"&gt;The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;/a&gt; by The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.. broke I'm just a broken hearted man,&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I've been in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says son you can't sit here,&lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting on a girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oohoohwoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There on no hole in his shoes&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat in background]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-187643631497136364?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/187643631497136364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/187643631497136364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-moving.html' title='I&apos;m Not Moving'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-6049235119536465482</id><published>2009-01-03T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:55:39.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>Ohh great, 2 days till school opens and I'm having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.. really, really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get myself back together in time for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm looking forward into seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you guys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;when school opens. XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for today. Short and simple. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-6049235119536465482?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/6049235119536465482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/6049235119536465482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2009/01/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-1089504475732940057</id><published>2008-12-31T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:43:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy new year ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a bit early, but since I'll be going out later, ucap skrang pown jadiii laahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all PMR '09 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaza, Aisyah, the other Aisyah XD, Khadijah, Amalina, Hannah, Aqmal, Kamal, Alif, Raffil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK! 8A, 8A! XD&lt;/span&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/346475257601879055-1089504475732940057?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1089504475732940057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/1089504475732940057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-8412941419519844681</id><published>2008-12-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:34:51.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penilaian Menengah Rendah</title><content type='html'>I got 7A's and a B. The B was BM..&lt;br /&gt;Sucks doesn't it? Oh well, whatever it is, I'm thankful dpt that my Sejarah came out as an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh btw, tadi Izzat nangis! XD XD&lt;br /&gt;Sbb x dpt 8A en, gile &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-8412941419519844681?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8412941419519844681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/8412941419519844681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/penilaian-menengah-rendah.html' title='Penilaian Menengah Rendah'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2494581176614642840</id><published>2008-12-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:49:16.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hair, My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My hair dah kene potong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demn! Knape laa xleh rambut pnjg² kat skola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2494581176614642840?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2494581176614642840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2494581176614642840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hair-my-life.html' title='My Hair, My Life'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4127396635168801142</id><published>2008-12-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:53:56.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, fun, fun!</title><content type='html'>Today was a blast, I went to TBun and played a few games.&lt;br /&gt;Best gile. Then pegi makan² kat umah kawan.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, we ate, we choked, we slapped each other in the faces.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome! xD&lt;br /&gt;Today will be one of those days that I'll remember sampai ke tua nnti.&lt;br /&gt;Crite kat anak cucu sume en. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://concierge.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/15/piano_dailytraveler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 315px;" src="http://concierge.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/15/piano_dailytraveler.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANT A PIANO! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4127396635168801142?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4127396635168801142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4127396635168801142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun, fun, fun!'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-4158614103684365924</id><published>2008-12-19T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:00:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged =X</title><content type='html'>1. Do you think you're hot?&lt;br /&gt;-Do you? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Upload your favourite picture of you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SUtKV37_ZCI/AAAAAAAAABI/cU9tn6SV3k8/s1600-h/Din,+Izzat,+Aqif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SUtKV37_ZCI/AAAAAAAAABI/cU9tn6SV3k8/s320/Din,+Izzat,+Aqif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281396727675315234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do you like that picture?&lt;br /&gt;-Ntah, mcm style. Jerawat! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When is your last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;-Last month? Jom mkn, jom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;-Anna Molly - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you doing rite now beside this?&lt;br /&gt;-Myspace, MSN, dgr lagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People I tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisyah Hamid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fatihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Khadijah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Raffil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Maher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelik pelik jek yg kene tag, I just made this blog, x tau nk tag sape. Haha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is number 1?&lt;br /&gt;-Kawan sayeee! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Say something about number 5.&lt;br /&gt;She's in the same form as I am, and she's hyper active? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How about number 4?&lt;br /&gt;-Dye ensem! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is number 2?&lt;br /&gt;-One of the friends yg dh knal dr form 1 duluu. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-4158614103684365924?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4158614103684365924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/4158614103684365924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-i-was-tagged.html' title='Tagged =X'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SUtKV37_ZCI/AAAAAAAAABI/cU9tn6SV3k8/s72-c/Din,+Izzat,+Aqif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-2237417640446883560</id><published>2008-12-16T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:52:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>I've always had people ask me, "Izzat! Amcm holiday ko? Best?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalunyee, jwpnnye "Bosan oo". But for some reason, tahun ni punye holiday mcm best.&lt;br /&gt;I made new friends, and it's almost like I'm busy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Soo, I wanna take this opportunity to thank all my friends yg bwat holiday ni best gile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In other news*&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pegi skolah, tolong Ckg. Nizam! Besttt. :D&lt;br /&gt;Pd mereka² yg rase mcm bosan ke ape holiday ni, dtg² lah skolah, tgk kami bekerje ye?&lt;br /&gt;Mcm buruh, best! Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit*&lt;br /&gt;I was bored and I searched for the baseball scene from Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tP2gAtInM1g"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight baseball scene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazmi kate best gile, thought I'd see it. Mmg best pown! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Click%20me%21%20xD"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-2237417640446883560?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2237417640446883560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/2237417640446883560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Izzat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18344106931243362848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCY_NDkSJ7I/SZ9yptKUZMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AThftkHP4Fo/s1600-R/l_aa4784cb8ef2461d8ca84ea6efa8301e.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346475257601879055.post-168485814327668984</id><published>2008-12-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:31:04.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhh.. Hye?</title><content type='html'>Hye semua, ini blog saya.&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, my name's Mohammad Izzat bin Mohd. Amin, a Sagitarrius. (9/12/1993) :D&lt;br /&gt;15 this year, and that's probably the only thing on my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;Boring en? Haha. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346475257601879055-168485814327668984?l=izzattazzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/168485814327668984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346475257601879055/posts/default/168485814327668984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzattazzi.blogspot.com/2008/12/uhh-hye.html' title='Uhh.. 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