<?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-6626732619236622493</id><updated>2011-10-11T08:59:13.482-07:00</updated><category term='t'/><title type='text'>FUCK YOU</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.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-6626732619236622493.post-4110154403718599847</id><published>2011-09-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:25:27.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO AM I?</title><content type='html'>who am i, and what have i become? I AM so frustrated with myself that i losing part myself, the hadi that i knew before is almost dead and gone, and the new hadi is soo wild,, rebelious, and who knows what else. haish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4110154403718599847?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4110154403718599847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4110154403718599847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4110154403718599847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-am-i.html' title='WHO AM I?'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-5441328901275746547</id><published>2011-08-01T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:31:39.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to open my heart</title><content type='html'>After a month over im beginning to open my heart to this girl, but the prob the girl that i beginning to have feeling is a super popular girl, yes we chat and exchange numbers but what are the odds me with her.. only time will tell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-5441328901275746547?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/5441328901275746547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/08/learning-to-open-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5441328901275746547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5441328901275746547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/08/learning-to-open-my-heart.html' title='Learning to open my heart'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4565718329051762220</id><published>2011-08-01T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:28:06.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdldsX2CqM/Tjbh8sk7y9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-mHrx9oXjcE/s1600/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdldsX2CqM/Tjbh8sk7y9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-mHrx9oXjcE/s320/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635940416575228882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bad Habits Change you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4565718329051762220?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4565718329051762220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/08/bad-habits-change-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4565718329051762220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4565718329051762220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/08/bad-habits-change-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzdldsX2CqM/Tjbh8sk7y9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-mHrx9oXjcE/s72-c/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-6502261107679731287</id><published>2011-07-19T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T04:18:42.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma hits hard</title><content type='html'>Everyday i wake up and things hit me continuously non stop... but thats the deal with the universe that i have to bare with, and what makes me sad is that a girl that i care only use me when she is down or in danger. Im like her place to let all negative impact to me, even she knows i like her but im only her play toy when she needs me either than that i wont hear a new from her.. LIFE SUCKS SO FAR. Well theres alot extreme things to do out there then to think of this matter. History repeats itself. i thank melissa and all those who are involve. LOVE YOU ALL SOOO MUCHHHHHHH FFFF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-6502261107679731287?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6502261107679731287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/karma-hits-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6502261107679731287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6502261107679731287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/karma-hits-hard.html' title='Karma hits hard'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-3100241981477241904</id><published>2011-07-12T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T06:07:23.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbY3Y62Qb4/ThxGyivQtaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2vv6zs7O7ak/s1600/270113_2222044757735_1446187508_32576807_2856773_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbY3Y62Qb4/ThxGyivQtaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2vv6zs7O7ak/s400/270113_2222044757735_1446187508_32576807_2856773_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628451468438713762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At times My life can be Speechless............. MADNESS DI GENTING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-3100241981477241904?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/3100241981477241904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-times-my-life-can-be-speechless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3100241981477241904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3100241981477241904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-times-my-life-can-be-speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jRbY3Y62Qb4/ThxGyivQtaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2vv6zs7O7ak/s72-c/270113_2222044757735_1446187508_32576807_2856773_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2047994071672060500</id><published>2011-07-04T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T04:15:03.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now listen to me baby Before i love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna decieve you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I'mma tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Theres not point trying to hide it No point trying to erase me I know i got a problem By doing this behavior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;and I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;Told ya from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2047994071672060500?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2047994071672060500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-listen-to-me-baby-before-i-love-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2047994071672060500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2047994071672060500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-listen-to-me-baby-before-i-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4019068840733340448</id><published>2011-07-03T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T10:13:49.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Story of my life, searching for the right But it keeps avoiding me Sorrow in my soul cause it seems that wrong Really loves my company He's more than a girl and this is more than love The reason that the sky is blue But clouds are rolling in because I'm gone again&lt;br /&gt;And to her I just can't be true And I know that she knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills her inside To know that I am happy with some other girl I can see her dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Every time I walk out the door I see her die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt her anymore I don't wanna take away her life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be a murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the air as I'm doing my hair Preparing for another date A kiss up on my cheek, she's here reluctantly As if I'm gonna be out late I say I won't be long just hanging with the guys&lt;br /&gt;A lie I didn't have to tell Because i only know where I'm about to go And i know it very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love, her trust I might as well take a gun And put it to her head Get it over with I don't wanna do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4019068840733340448?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4019068840733340448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/story-of-my-life-searching-for-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4019068840733340448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4019068840733340448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/07/story-of-my-life-searching-for-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2145601457940731343</id><published>2011-06-28T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T09:32:26.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Network connection down</title><content type='html'>wont be connected to any internet services including Facebook, tweeter if possible msn till i find the sense to be online till then HADI PEREIRA SIGNING OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2145601457940731343?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2145601457940731343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/network-connection-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2145601457940731343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2145601457940731343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/network-connection-down.html' title='Network connection down'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-322597918993748282</id><published>2011-06-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:22:54.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im 21 soon and im asking permission HAHAHAHAH WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!! how bout i be baby back again since im not allowed to do mistake ma... always must do the right thing... HELLOOOOOOOO EXPERIENCE IS THE BEST TEACHER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-322597918993748282?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/322597918993748282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-21-soon-and-im-asking-permission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/322597918993748282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/322597918993748282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-21-soon-and-im-asking-permission.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7269333196110625885</id><published>2011-06-15T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:23:44.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know deep down you upset with me even you wont admit it because its not the first time i experience this kinda things but basically my entire life experience. I am sick and all i wanted was you to be there but you seem no mood at all to even talk to me or chat with me. I can see your pretending when you chat with me. I know im wrong for doing so, i didn't ask to get sick, but i still make the afford to meet you even when i was beginning to get sick just to see you because i really missed you. Even now i feel restless because there's never enough when im with you. If possible i want to be with you every minute and every second, but things got into the way how am i to actually overcome it if its out of my hands. I can just be in silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7269333196110625885?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7269333196110625885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-deep-down-you-upset-with-me-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7269333196110625885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7269333196110625885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-deep-down-you-upset-with-me-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7747865596370251526</id><published>2011-06-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T06:40:35.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what should i do when things dont go according to plan&lt;div&gt;why i always end up in various types of mess which i didnt intend to actually have any of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how am i going to make those around me happy and at the same time satisfying my needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where am i going to find a peaceful solution without hurting anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when is the time i will be able to be on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7747865596370251526?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7747865596370251526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-should-i-do-when-things-dont-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7747865596370251526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7747865596370251526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-should-i-do-when-things-dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-8577794638636687170</id><published>2011-04-25T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:42:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i Never meant to</title><content type='html'>its been bad this pass day, on sat my car totally broke down and i have to chip in my own cash, but i dont mind cause somehow i feel proud of doing it because its my money repairing it. But the main thing is i hurt the one person that i actually love and i really dont mean too. I wish i didnt do does things that i did. I been stress with my report, its my final term and im depress. I want to express it out but you working, so i keep on building my frustration till i just explode. But its wrong of me because i know you need me more then i need you. But due to my failure controling my anger i just realease it all out. This was the side of me where i dont want you to experience with me but somehow faith want you to see it. I donno what to say but just that im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-8577794638636687170?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8577794638636687170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-never-meant-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8577794638636687170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8577794638636687170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-never-meant-to.html' title='i Never meant to'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-3717800211753553002</id><published>2011-03-27T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T05:42:55.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone ( Ya Rite)&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at the people outside me&lt;br /&gt;All my life I watch them as I hide in here alone&lt;br /&gt;Hungry for the histories they show me&lt;br /&gt;All my life I memorize their faces&lt;br /&gt;Knowing them as they will never know me&lt;br /&gt;All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day&lt;br /&gt;Not hidden from them&lt;br /&gt;But part of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out there&lt;br /&gt;Living in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Give me one day out there&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is one To hold forever&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;Where they all live unawares  What I'd give&lt;br /&gt;What I'd dare Just to live one day out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there among the millers and the weavers and their gf&lt;br /&gt;Through the roofs and gables I can see them&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry day they shout and scold and go about their lives&lt;br /&gt;Heedless of the gift it is to be them&lt;br /&gt;If I was in their skin I'd treasure ev'ry instant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;Strolling by the seine&lt;br /&gt;Taste a morning out there&lt;br /&gt;Like ordinary men&lt;br /&gt;Who freely walk about there Just one day and then&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll be content&lt;br /&gt;With my share&lt;br /&gt;Won't resent&lt;br /&gt;Won't despair&lt;br /&gt;Old and bent&lt;br /&gt;I won't care&lt;br /&gt;I'll have spent&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;Out there&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/6626732619236622493-3717800211753553002?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/3717800211753553002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/safe-behind-these-windows-and-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3717800211753553002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3717800211753553002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/safe-behind-these-windows-and-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-6982735630186240319</id><published>2011-03-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T07:39:04.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.6em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;J’ai longtemps parcouru son corps, Effleuré cents fois son visage, J’ai trouvé de l’or, Et même quelques étoiles en essuyant ses larmes, Et j'ai appris par coeur la pureté de ses formes Parfois je les dessine encore,&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.6em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste une dernière danse, Avant l’ombre et l’indifférence, Un vertige puis le silence, Je veux juste une dernière danse, Je l’ai connue trop tôt, Mais c’est pas de ma faute, La flèche a traversé ma peau, C’est une douleur qui se garde, Qui fait plus de bien que de mal, Mais je connais l’histoire, Il est déjà trop tard, Dans son regard, On peut apercevoir qu’elle se prépare, Au long voyage,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.6em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.6em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Je peux mourir demain, Ca ne change rien, J’ai reçu de ses mains, Le bonheur ancré dans mon âme, C’est même trop pour un seul homme, Et je l’ai vue partir sans rien dire, Il fallait seulement qu’elle respire, Merci d’avoir enchanté ma vie, Avant l’ombre et l’indifférence, Un vertige puis le silence, je veux juste une dernière danse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-6982735630186240319?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6982735630186240319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/jai-longtemps-parcouru-son-corps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6982735630186240319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6982735630186240319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/jai-longtemps-parcouru-son-corps.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-1133438227946549241</id><published>2011-03-18T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T06:00:26.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What has life though me so far?? well perhaps for me it define on the type of song im listening to. There come a point where i cant fight this feeling anymore. I forgotten what i started fighting for. Who am i, what am i trying to actually prove? why i am doing it in the first place? when will the time be for me to really look my inner self? what will i do when i found my true self? and how will i face it when the time comes? For my strength is actually my weakness. Am i really ready when the time comes? only time, experience and moments will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-1133438227946549241?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/1133438227946549241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-has-life-though-me-so-far-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1133438227946549241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1133438227946549241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-has-life-though-me-so-far-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7590792053120109803</id><published>2011-02-21T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T06:14:00.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg5PiLOukYk/TWJzCfBajnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o4g0qB0mGy8/s1600/guitar-wallpaper-1024x768-951605.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg5PiLOukYk/TWJzCfBajnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o4g0qB0mGy8/s320/guitar-wallpaper-1024x768-951605.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576145775162461810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;But I continue learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;It's something I must live with every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;                                                                                   That's why I need you to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7590792053120109803?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7590792053120109803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7590792053120109803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7590792053120109803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/reason.html' title='The reason'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dg5PiLOukYk/TWJzCfBajnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o4g0qB0mGy8/s72-c/guitar-wallpaper-1024x768-951605.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-6895569788165370476</id><published>2011-02-03T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:15:32.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its time for  a drastic change.... A moment of boy to man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-6895569788165370476?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6895569788165370476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-time-for-drastic-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6895569788165370476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6895569788165370476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-time-for-drastic-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7687175068665286738</id><published>2011-02-03T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:07:52.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel of the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea i tell you something, I think you'll understand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i say that something, I want to hold your hand, For i want to hold your hand....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Owh plz say to me, you'll let me be your man,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and plz say to me, you'll let me hold your hand, now let me hold your hand, i want to hold your hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And when i touch you, i feel happy inside, its such a feeling that my love i cant hide, i cant hide.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea you got that something, i think you understand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i feel that something, i want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand, i want to hold your hand.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just let me hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7687175068665286738?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7687175068665286738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/feel-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7687175068665286738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7687175068665286738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/02/feel-of-heart.html' title='Feel of the heart'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7172970895801652428</id><published>2011-01-29T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T05:44:29.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HE HE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TUQZoUJWcdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8XjPsPnXTPE/s1600/P28-01-11_16.09%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TUQZoUJWcdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8XjPsPnXTPE/s320/P28-01-11_16.09%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567603219730166226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its been awhile since i updated my blog. Well all i can say is i found her i feel so comfortable being besides her i feel like we been together for a long time, there was no doubt in my feelings for her. She just right. She was always there for me and i hurt her in the pass bout now she's mine and i want to take care of her and not repeat the mistake that i did before. I just want to make things work out with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7172970895801652428?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7172970895801652428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7172970895801652428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7172970895801652428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-he.html' title='HE HE'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TUQZoUJWcdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8XjPsPnXTPE/s72-c/P28-01-11_16.09%255B01%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-5995108590457628797</id><published>2011-01-13T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T06:16:43.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i say it out even things was spilt out before i could do anything. but i say it out and im like speechless and donno what to say. The feeling that i kept for sometimes finally out. But i make a wrong move by not knowing what i was doing. Ahhh i feel so stupid well no point crying over spill milk. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-5995108590457628797?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/5995108590457628797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-i-say-it-out-even-things-was-spilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5995108590457628797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5995108590457628797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-i-say-it-out-even-things-was-spilt.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2580495102040140660</id><published>2011-01-11T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T07:22:16.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have i Done</title><content type='html'>What can i say i made wrong decision which affect people i care the most but i was blinded but i myself not sure what............. IM SORRY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2580495102040140660?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2580495102040140660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-have-i-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2580495102040140660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2580495102040140660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-have-i-done.html' title='What have i Done'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-265095831181353431</id><published>2011-01-04T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:51:38.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-265095831181353431?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/265095831181353431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/265095831181353431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/265095831181353431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitle.html' title='untitle'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2395977271819662276</id><published>2010-12-02T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T09:11:45.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are you trying to proof or show</title><content type='html'>What do you want from me? freaking no reason msj me all the way from uk. You just wasted your line or prepaid. Are trying to make me jealous by sending that msj to me. Pfft sorry... Before yes not anymore. You nth more then a person who is ungrateful of things in life. I admit i still love you till now. But you think i hurt you in a way of cheating on you.  I NEVER cheated on you. NOT even once. Look yourself in the mirror and stare what you really done to me in the past. How i still with you after all that crap i saw. You dont see that all you see is the wrong without explanation. I like you and Her at the same time. (I CHOOSE YOU) but thats just a blind thing that you never see. You never will.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2395977271819662276?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2395977271819662276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-are-you-trying-to-proof-or-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2395977271819662276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2395977271819662276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-are-you-trying-to-proof-or-show.html' title='what are you trying to proof or show'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-8853183670719238972</id><published>2010-11-23T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:21:57.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeeerie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TOvpc_kKCpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ROZWr8tReGY/s1600/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TOvpc_kKCpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ROZWr8tReGY/s320/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542780450718222994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erie whispers trapped beneath my pillow won't let me sleep your memories.I know you're in this room I'm sure I heard you sigh floating in-between where our worlds collide It scares the hell out of me and the end is all I can see......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the moment's near and there's nothing we can do look through a faithless eye are you afraid to die? It scares the hell out of me and the end is all I can see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-8853183670719238972?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8853183670719238972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/eeeeeerie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8853183670719238972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8853183670719238972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/eeeeeerie.html' title='Eeeeeerie'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TOvpc_kKCpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ROZWr8tReGY/s72-c/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7837278417533348019</id><published>2010-11-18T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T09:14:20.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Express</title><content type='html'>This blog will be the place where i can let go my depression. I dont want to make people worry bout me that im not ok and all. I feel i trouble so many. Even i look normal laugh smile happy. BUt im still hurt. Why did she did this i know its my fault but i never cheated on her. The worst thing you can just move on so fast less then few weeks is like showing you been in contact with this person for so long. I wonder who cheated who now. No matter what i do i never cheated on our love. I never did those things you did to me. I just accept it and be with you. I hear your explanation and all but towards me. I feel im being use to certain reason that only you know. It was really a grand closing. I rather you take a knife and just stab me to the heart then to make me suffer like this. When the time comes you will see those who u hurt haunt you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7837278417533348019?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7837278417533348019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/express.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7837278417533348019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7837278417533348019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/express.html' title='Express'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7250093746781126190</id><published>2010-11-09T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T08:25:19.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boom!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TNl1tL7-urI/AAAAAAAAAHw/c9rWEloLLyg/s1600/72273_1709544742046_1340927666_31815180_6112229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TNl1tL7-urI/AAAAAAAAAHw/c9rWEloLLyg/s320/72273_1709544742046_1340927666_31815180_6112229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537586635987663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i was handling the fryer all sudden the fire rush out due to sparks and oil and donno what that other solution. It just boom lucky avoid with my arm. but did left some scar. dam owh well take a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7250093746781126190?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7250093746781126190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/boom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7250093746781126190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7250093746781126190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/boom.html' title='boom!!'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TNl1tL7-urI/AAAAAAAAAHw/c9rWEloLLyg/s72-c/72273_1709544742046_1340927666_31815180_6112229_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-1602116419915408460</id><published>2010-11-02T04:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T04:05:53.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThANK you</title><content type='html'>Would like to thx a friend of mine who made my day today.. thx for the msj..... Hope things be just find im still unstable but i hope i am able to pull it through.. Thx alot appreciate it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-1602116419915408460?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/1602116419915408460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1602116419915408460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1602116419915408460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='ThANK you'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-1099427324559772958</id><published>2010-11-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T06:56:41.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Loss</title><content type='html'>I guess i only use this blog to express my feelings besides people. Im soo loss i miss her badly i can feel it but my anger is so huge that i dont want to even think of her even a minute.. I tried msj her but all i got was a bang from her. I just dont understand why i do something like this is a big thing to count compare the things you did to me. The pain you cause me is much more compare to what i did. I admit i chat with girls but that doesnt mean i cheated on you.. I never once cheated on you. Since when you have the right to even go in my account. Its dam frustrating la seriously. I cant cope with my training and all arghh fuck. This end of the year is fucked up. Worst off all how the hell you know who i like. Haiz Stab in the back. I guess i just let it be la the more i be angry at it the more i start cursing. You think im bad and so be it. There is a saying that it takes a more evil person to see another bad person.......... What goes around comes around. I f what i did was wrong and i shall be punished but i fear those who accuse me of doing wrong all the best. You kena once and you should know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-1099427324559772958?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/1099427324559772958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1099427324559772958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1099427324559772958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-loss.html' title='Im Loss'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7425061528154746029</id><published>2010-10-23T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:24:11.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I loss her</title><content type='html'>Well it happen again i guess, i loose her i donno what to do or what to feel.. My feelings are normal but deep inside me is screwed. I know i was wrong to do such things but you didnt gave me a chance of explaining, all you care off is that i cheated on you. I didnt want to online with you is because i just want to calm myself down. I was sick i even go injurt but i dont want to tell you yet i got a surprise to tell you but all you did was delete me and throw me off your life just like that. Just because i chat with few girls and i sure know you will hacked to my account and i donno why to do a surprise for you is so hard. I was keeping something so important to tell you but not going online but all was haiz. This how it goes i guess. I wont blame you for anything i know its my fault and i hope you have a great life and take care. The surprise i just keep it for some other time. Perhaps trash it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7425061528154746029?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7425061528154746029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-loss-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7425061528154746029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7425061528154746029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-loss-her.html' title='I loss her'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-1333239272047842308</id><published>2010-09-19T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T07:23:53.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>Well today the last day of holiday, Tomorrow beginning of tense weak dam this shit. I have enough emotional probs in my life seriouly dont need another but hell with it in life you born alone, your life alone and last you die alone. No one be beside you actually but supporters. So today i woke up at 2pm. Then have my lunch and watch tv. After that did some workout online to get my notes and now online after this im off to bed. So practically its a boring day today life the same everything the same no diff. Hadi signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-1333239272047842308?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/1333239272047842308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1333239272047842308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1333239272047842308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4071864489057128018</id><published>2010-09-17T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:24:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body torture.</title><content type='html'>Well today was the bom. slept at 3 am, woke up at 7, did some work out now rest awhile will continue in awhile. Today plan is normal i guess until later at the evening going to nadz house for raya and after that to rasta to meet some friends and also to fullfill my promise to raja. Promise him many times to go rasta but still never go yet haha. Nasib ar. Then get back home and work out again. Even rite now my muscle are like uhhh but hell with it. Want results go to the fullest. If you want to be the best, you got to change the world, and use this moment to be heard, for your time is now. Hadi signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4071864489057128018?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4071864489057128018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/body-torture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4071864489057128018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4071864489057128018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/body-torture.html' title='Body torture.'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-6551909889466550087</id><published>2010-09-07T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:46:17.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3 4</title><content type='html'>Haven t been writing for some days now, but nvm i try to compile the whole time that i never update my blog... I can only remember up to last sunday it was the weirdest. Supposely i stayed at home and finish up my report which is due this week before the holidays but unfortunately something else happen instead. Something happen to my girl so i went to kota kemuning to comfort her down something that i failed to do before. After that i break-fast with my gf at some restaurant kinda had a great time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday was an ok ok day for me. I donno why when my gf is out with her guy friends i get annoyed for no reason. Haizzzz not that i dont trust her but last nite i seriously need her and i though she be back early and another thing that bother me is that she has to come back early when she is with me but when she with her friends until 5am also there no prob. Hmm well i just accept it then. I left a week with her if not mistaken she flying off next week friday i donno how to cope with myself its easy for people to say move on, get a new one and all. Try if that person change you from something bad that you about to experience. You feel she or he is worth more then anything in this world. So far we dont talk much about london. I know she miss me but her friends comes first to her but i dont really care much. I put myself to a point where the more i worry the more tense i become. So might as well we just create some niec memory together and let her go there peacefully. If possible she only think of me a few percent. Let me become a part where i am just a pass by person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'aimez pas si vous à être fait mal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-6551909889466550087?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6551909889466550087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/1-2-3-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6551909889466550087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6551909889466550087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/1-2-3-4.html' title='1 2 3 4'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2092902321125253089</id><published>2010-09-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:20:11.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>Today is gone tomorrow arrive and making it total of 2 weeks left with you. To some people might just say, just move on and all but hey, I'm a sensitive guy and i love my relationship. Even-though sometimes we fight and all but its what relationship all about to have ups and downs. But shes going off soon to a place so far that i can visit her anymore like i used to. I remember the first time i saw her in taylor's old campus. We were both shy and all but i didnt know that my best friend will soon end up to be the girl that will change my life forever. I will always remember the sweet times that I'm with her. Sweet memory's can sometime be dark and scary memory's, life must still move on. I know when she goes that i might have a higher chance of loosing her but I'm prepared to. I wish her all the best and she will always be the person that had enter my heart and soul and change me forever. I'm so emoish and im proud of her cause she is able to control it. Her excitement of going there is more then the tough of she will leave me. But i just dont care anymore. I have to face it one day so might as well get ready. Nth much can be said just that hope that i can move on and focus on my future and career coz thats the only thing i will be after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2092902321125253089?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2092902321125253089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2092902321125253089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2092902321125253089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/09/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4743897640730319095</id><published>2010-08-28T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:32:54.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Well its been two days i think since my last update. Well so far nth much happen just being bored at home, want to go out practically no purpose of going out also not only that planing to save my cash for something big end of the year wohoooo. Hope it comes true i seriously have i hope on it. Tomorrow is Monday got my midterm exam haiz! haven't even study yet. Plus English homework that is still not done yet deng. But never mind we taylorians are good for doing things last minute hahaha. Plan for today i guess study abit, maybe few chats wit my friends and awaiting the time to break fast. So far so good i guess. Au revoir!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4743897640730319095?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4743897640730319095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4743897640730319095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4743897640730319095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2763063963171095096</id><published>2010-08-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:15:26.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THUzYesFELI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YAXCI58gQOw/s1600/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THUzYesFELI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YAXCI58gQOw/s320/IMG_0944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509366214805491890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Today seriously screwed my English assessment but got change to re do back again. French was so hard that i don't freaking understand what the hell they are talking about. My gum is still the same hurting as always. Was worried bout my girl last nite but practically she wont know. Plus she been acting weird today, said that she is loss and like trying to hide something from me but if i pressure her she will think that i don't trust her haizzz. Got back home early and crash to bed. Tomorrow got birthday party aih cabai hate going birthday parties that im not so close to..... What to do. So it has been written and so it shall be done.... Will keep it update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2763063963171095096?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2763063963171095096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2763063963171095096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2763063963171095096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THUzYesFELI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YAXCI58gQOw/s72-c/IMG_0944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-44402720622442716</id><published>2010-08-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T07:32:16.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today the best day of a student in degree life....... Woke up this morning to know that my gums hurt even more then 2 days back. Can barely eat and the best part my face swell. SYOK GILER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;F*#K. I t was so pain that i cant focus in class and was struggling to do my exam cabai... Its seriously the best day today wahahahha. Not only that, my mobile phone got no credit. This is more enjoyable, cant message cant do nth dam. During lunch break went to library to lepak awhile while waiting for nichole. Hahaha didtn aspect she reply on my friend phone and i though she didn't came to college but she did. Weee the best. Did great in my purchasing exam today, got stuck in Taylor's from 5.45 until 7 its no joke...... Open the dam bridge la dammit. AKU MAU BUKAK PUASA LA!!!!!!! inconsiderate being...... Well thats all for today hmmm. Hope be interesting day tomorow and Au revoir et bon chance pour examination.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-44402720622442716?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/44402720622442716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/44402720622442716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/44402720622442716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch.html' title='ouch!!!!'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-8732604548903562304</id><published>2010-08-22T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:22:15.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what do we have here just another boring day. Practically did nth accept for studies and project. Chat with few of my friends and dota whole day. haha. Well just updated my blog and hope to write more i guess. Au revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-8732604548903562304?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8732604548903562304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-what-do-we-have-here-just-another.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8732604548903562304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8732604548903562304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-what-do-we-have-here-just-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-5520753358009560457</id><published>2010-08-21T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:39:36.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THABGeS64mI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-vwO8YckUc/s1600/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THABGeS64mI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-vwO8YckUc/s320/Picture0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507903554997379682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die, noooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time cant erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my,....my baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-5520753358009560457?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/5520753358009560457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-were-as-one-babe-for-moment-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5520753358009560457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/5520753358009560457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-were-as-one-babe-for-moment-in-time.html' title='A little Something'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/THABGeS64mI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-vwO8YckUc/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-6179985366014412653</id><published>2010-07-06T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T07:14:20.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TDM51penm1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TQVfqTFEAeY/s1600/36894_1444176539095_1073571903_31281928_625451_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TDM51penm1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TQVfqTFEAeY/s320/36894_1444176539095_1073571903_31281928_625451_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490795964524895058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Well as you know i haven't updated much of my blog since was to busy right... Rightttttt. Anyways i use to be know as spm holder well not anymore, im a diploma holder now wohooooo. Anyways the friendship we build during diploma was treasure-full to me... now just stoning at home waiting for my intake in hmmm not sure the exact date... with few of my fwen and also can wait to o for a dine in or someone guest hahahaa..... well will keep update soon.... BLUE WAFFLE&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                        &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                  &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TDM5fbKDJ4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BxaV_zBMrd8/s320/34459_1363778213207_1194157521_844027_584104_n.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-6179985366014412653?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/6179985366014412653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6179985366014412653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/6179985366014412653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-graduation.html' title='After graduation'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/TDM51penm1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TQVfqTFEAeY/s72-c/36894_1444176539095_1073571903_31281928_625451_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-8881681832747244870</id><published>2010-03-12T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:34:27.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why there is such things as couple</title><content type='html'>Couple is a phase where a guy and a girl is together either in love or something else. But for a person that couple for real love and i mean realy real love, that means till death and when they broke up they either hurt so much or they just give up loving, thats true love. For me i feel that i loss it, i dont feeel it in me, i just like now, i dont want to be in serius relationship. Coz i cant give protection to my partner " so says her" maybe another guy can. it seems she fall for that guy since he gave her a phrase where she felt more secure with him then me. I know you made a right choice. i Hanve no control on you anymore. You can do anything dont consult me, consult him. No matter if you say he is a player or wat so ever bullshit i know you are interested in him. You listen to your friend more then your bf. All i can say is thx for loving me and thx for everything. Im always wrong for you. You can do watever you want b4, i cant. i can never do this or that. But you always can. I pronouce you SF. You just insult me by saying to study in uk is expensive and can i affort it. I know i cant but theres always a way to it. I know im not as wealthy as you but dont look down at me. I prove to you i will be the best even without the best education. Since you going overseas i know you going there to have fun. I hope you dont forget what you suppose to do there. Wishing you all the bestt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-8881681832747244870?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8881681832747244870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-there-is-such-things-as-couple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8881681832747244870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8881681832747244870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-there-is-such-things-as-couple.html' title='Why there is such things as couple'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-3038319884387230160</id><published>2010-02-26T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:22:39.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love that will never be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S4f0jFgvADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/swr4RP5wiqw/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S4f0jFgvADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/swr4RP5wiqw/s400/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442587558312607794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S4f0jFgvADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/swr4RP5wiqw/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S4f0jFgvADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/swr4RP5wiqw/s400/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442587558312607794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since my last blog, was to busy to online perhaps just lazy i guest. Last Sunday was our 1 year and 5 month anniversary together. I've never been so happy being with someone that i love more then my life, but.... to think of a certain things' about us makes me feel why i'm still clinging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one incident that happen that make everything change, and i meant everything. I ask how does it feels to love someone so much but we can see that it end just like that and you still with that person loving each other so much. Before i use to dream of having a family of my own with the person that i love because she love me as much as i love her. But that was all before now its different, i see myself alone just with my parents no more wife nor kids. I know some will say its early for me to think about all this i hear it all the so just shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though its early one day it will come, it still come no matter at what cause. I love this girl so much but i see there's not much hope on it. Now i just want to concentrate on my studies and focus on it to be success achieve my dream to be a Hotel Manager either with or without a soul mate. I care for you but not as before, i am letting you free to hang out with any guys you want i wont stop you like before, you can drink all you want party and everything, the more i care for you the more it hurts inside because when that day come i wont be with you it will just hurt me even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-3038319884387230160?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/3038319884387230160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-that-will-never-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3038319884387230160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3038319884387230160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-that-will-never-be.html' title='A love that will never be.'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S4f0jFgvADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/swr4RP5wiqw/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-433689891313500954</id><published>2010-01-10T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:39:01.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S0oQjcZHP3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HEtK5uiKLfY/s1600-h/blackknightgr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S0oQjcZHP3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HEtK5uiKLfY/s400/blackknightgr6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425166902224174962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One day in your life You'll remember a place Someone touching your face You'll come back and you'll look around, you'll . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in your life You'll remember the love you found here You'll remember me somehow&lt;br /&gt;Though you don't need me now I will stay in your heart And when things fall apart You'll remember one day . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in your life When you find that you're always waiting For a love we used to share&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name, and I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder, when i think back of our past you were so much understanding when you were my friend. But when i couple with you, you always think of no 1. YOU. I understand im your bf but sometimes i want to feel what is like my gf pays me a visit once in awhile. I understand you have your reason but im doing this for u and all i want is you understand me when i say i cant see you. But you wont, you get angry, upset and al the negative thing throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have once you think of me, my safety, my energy, my time, and all the things im willing to do for you just to impress you, or is it something that you think a boyfriend must do and its his job to full fill his duty. Its that a boyfriend all about. Have you though about the hate that is given to me, have you ever though of that. You only things what makes you happy but not me.&lt;br /&gt;When i cant see you, you start comparing between me and you friend. Think of the distance how fucking far my house to yours. HAVE YOU!!! i guess not rite all you think of YOU YOU YOU.&lt;br /&gt;When i hang out with my friends you get angry but when you hang out with yours its ok. HAiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have nth else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just a dark knight who hides in the shadows, calls out when needed and cast away when not.&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/6626732619236622493-433689891313500954?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/433689891313500954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/01/dark-knight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/433689891313500954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/433689891313500954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2010/01/dark-knight.html' title='Dark Knight'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/S0oQjcZHP3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HEtK5uiKLfY/s72-c/blackknightgr6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2254533835981851111</id><published>2009-12-29T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T04:50:55.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with my siS and member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Szn5a3bt1HI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rVJlEUzNFmk/s1600-h/P1070781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420637866469217394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Szn5a3bt1HI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rVJlEUzNFmk/s400/P1070781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well lets leave all past behind us. Theres to much to talk about so lets jump to the present. hmmm today actualy was no plan of going out till my sis wanted to watch alvin and the rats(i didtn watch i was off to college to settle an unfinish bussines) me alvin and naz met up at OU and so we off to do our duty as fellows taylors student which was to find a parking space. UHH lucky got sialll if not gone baby gone. Got the form only la space not sure pun wahahhahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after that we pay our new college the lake side campus a visit. Woah i tell you its beautiful gila. It will take your life away, I MEAN IT. It is not even complete building stupid rocks or hammer might fall on our heads weiii. Note: we pay so high somore uhh. But still its cantik la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that off to OU lepak and makan nasi ayam bak kut teh. -_- ya rite haha nasi ayam sudah la. Kenyang giler then off to big apple makan mee. sedap mee dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Szn6UxwJwfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jkhuEzlYJcs/s1600-h/hadi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420638861376733682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Szn6UxwJwfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jkhuEzlYJcs/s400/hadi.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE: BIG APPLE SERVE DONUT NOT MEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after dah makan apa lagi balik la hahahah well thts today much activity hahaha. Till tomorow. &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/6626732619236622493-2254533835981851111?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2254533835981851111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-out-with-my-sis-and-member.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2254533835981851111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2254533835981851111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-out-with-my-sis-and-member.html' title='A day out with my siS and member'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Szn5a3bt1HI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rVJlEUzNFmk/s72-c/P1070781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-8292731749810514325</id><published>2009-12-27T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:20:09.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SzcmlLEidVI/AAAAAAAAADk/MBEDGEI61lk/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SzcmlLEidVI/AAAAAAAAADk/MBEDGEI61lk/s200/DSC02037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419843096632522066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo whazzzzuuppPPpp. I'm back after a long absence. Well lets see what actually happen during my absence. I was off to langkawi for my industrial training for almost 3 long month, even though it was short but it was tough trust me haha. Besides training there were also fun activity we had and its hard to forget some memories we had there. Well be writing soon got some work to do. I'll be back i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-8292731749810514325?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/8292731749810514325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8292731749810514325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/8292731749810514325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back-baby.html' title='Im back Baby'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SzcmlLEidVI/AAAAAAAAADk/MBEDGEI61lk/s72-c/DSC02037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4535941382742423570</id><published>2009-09-22T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:03:33.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our anniversary :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SrjY_iPzDoI/AAAAAAAAACw/26hmvgYBZ_E/s1600-h/DSC02299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384291940557852290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SrjY_iPzDoI/AAAAAAAAACw/26hmvgYBZ_E/s200/DSC02299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its not today but i only able to go online today, weeeee. Its been one year now me and her, even we have bad ups and downs but we manage to pull it through, haha i dont even know how. But to think bout it its worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its was a nice day, we get to hang out and have a good dinner at T.G.I. hey its the though tht counts huhuhu. We had a romantic dinner together she look so preety and beautiful in that dress, plzz wear again soon when we go for dinner again k..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you mel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4535941382742423570?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4535941382742423570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4535941382742423570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4535941382742423570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-anniversary.html' title='Our anniversary :)'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SrjY_iPzDoI/AAAAAAAAACw/26hmvgYBZ_E/s72-c/DSC02299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-7739131172594894930</id><published>2009-09-15T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:11:26.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of giving in!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thats it, if you want to be like this fine. I have bring down my ego to the max level and you still being like this fine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, say hello to MEGAT. you ask for it, i wont be hadi this time, i be Megat, yes the royalty ONE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been nice, i ask for your forgiveness and everything. The fact is you think im gonna sleep with another girl, wei, im better then that k. If you think im like that your wrong. I dont sleep around. Thats why you scared im going to langkawi because of this. Cant believe this, u are so closed minded. Gosh la.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-7739131172594894930?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/7739131172594894930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired-of-giving-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7739131172594894930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/7739131172594894930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired-of-giving-in.html' title='Tired of giving in!!!!'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2130807185972379338</id><published>2009-09-14T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:57:41.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Sq64s64kUkI/AAAAAAAAACI/h27cxbQeKHs/s1600-h/Image142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381441686614594114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Sq64s64kUkI/AAAAAAAAACI/h27cxbQeKHs/s200/Image142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i screw my account and no only that, so does my relationship. I know its my fault because i did tn tell her the necessary things that i should. Im just scared that you get things wrong if i told you but things are worst when i didtn tell you anything and you have to find out for yourself in facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no feelings for her at all, i only love you Mel. I understand if you wont trust me as much as before, and i dont mind if you dont want to tell me anything. Its my punishment, to you i will feel nothing, but the fact is i do. I m your bf how can i not, i know im full of dissapointment to you but i will never cheat on you. Its me to hang out with gurls even before we became a couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i understand your feelings, theres nothing much i can say then i love you. But that will never be enough to cover for my mistakes. I m sorry melissa jane. I kneal down to you for forgiveness. I will always love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont let yourself down, dont let your self go, your last chance have arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best, youve got to be the best, youve got to change the world, and use this chance to be heard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your time is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2130807185972379338?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2130807185972379338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/nasty-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2130807185972379338'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2772524122921738607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/madness-in-suriamas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2772524122921738607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2772524122921738607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/madness-in-suriamas.html' title='madness in suriamas'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4194321565590870187</id><published>2009-09-13T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:19:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My seksi gurl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Sq0NWUlHIcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xIatyKlOe_E/s1600-h/my+gurl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380971806910259650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Sq0NWUlHIcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xIatyKlOe_E/s200/my+gurl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh i love her so much.... She turns me on always. Even if we have our ups and downs yet we still able to get together that is how much we love each other. I would never trade her for anything and i mean anything in the world. Give me a million i throw that money at your face hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its goin to be a year i been with her, i never regret the day i say i like her. The first date we when to where i and her joke on the rooftop. We were shy and blushing (only melissa) haha. We frequently go out to get to know with each other and finally we declare it at MPH bookstore One utama. French section, i still remember haha. You were blushing madly. Im proud to show you off i dont care what people say about you, what matter the most is that the love we share. You are willing to sacrifice so much just for me. I would do the same for you dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i keep remembering the day when we first started as bf and gf. I miss you so mch melissa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4194321565590870187?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4194321565590870187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-seksi-gurl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4194321565590870187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4194321565590870187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-seksi-gurl.html' title='My seksi gurl.'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/Sq0NWUlHIcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xIatyKlOe_E/s72-c/my+gurl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-1254178424271004799</id><published>2009-09-09T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:23:01.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The most freaking day ever!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate today, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;. I feel so down to the max even i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; why. Its a fucked up feeling men, some part of me feel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unsatisfied&lt;/span&gt;, some part feel ' i dont care' whatever la. Tired being pissed angry, envy. Lately the envy prob is bugging me, im envy of my whole freaking surrounding when i used to dont give a dam. Wat the fuck, I shoultn have this kind of feeling, Its not me at all. Some people are lucky and some are born unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things comes to people who wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i keep to this quote. Its true sometimes coz if you wait things will come to you in a better form. I may not have what i want now, one day when that specifiq time comes i will have all that i want. My god help me in my journey Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-1254178424271004799?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/1254178424271004799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-freaking-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1254178424271004799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/1254178424271004799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-freaking-day-ever.html' title='The most freaking day ever!!!!'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-4895826191571711048</id><published>2009-09-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:21:47.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you being like this?</title><content type='html'>Haiz, we had a wonderfull day today but i dont understand why must you spoilt it. Just because of the mistake i did or because tht girl took the facebook game thing and i got cute and you being like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno la, i though you should understand me when my finals are coming, but you keep ask me to do this and that. I visited you when i have so many things to do, but you still act like this. Now you want me to come more. I f i have the time i would without hesitation, but the prob i have things to do and stuff to settle with. I told you before i get very frustrated when i cant make you happy, but you always very found of doing that i donno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always bring up one thing to another, haiz. Sometimes i ask myself am i a dissapointment to you. You always want me to to everything for you without thinking the trouble i might get myself into. But i still do it coz you know why, coz i love you. I just donno what to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-4895826191571711048?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/4895826191571711048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-you-being-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4895826191571711048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/4895826191571711048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-you-being-like-this.html' title='Why you being like this?'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2893640138428808806</id><published>2009-09-07T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:04:40.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unforgetable day thx to her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqUg7zyDeGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I1khMOnmOzc/s1600-h/DSC01312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378741541848447074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqUg7zyDeGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I1khMOnmOzc/s200/DSC01312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was the best day ever. I get to spent time with my gurl to the max. But i didtn want her to go back, did some studying and some other activity hahaha, but besides that it was the best. Just by looking at her kitten eyes, her smooth chick as if like baby bottoms, juicy lips haiz just turns me on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont care what people think bout her, she is mine, i love her for who she is. I dont want her to be miss perfect all i want is for her to love me for who i am and she doing it excelently. I realy wish she could stay wit me, coz i need her 24 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Always love you melissa jane. muaxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2893640138428808806?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2893640138428808806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/unforgetable-day-thx-to-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2893640138428808806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2893640138428808806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/unforgetable-day-thx-to-her.html' title='unforgetable day thx to her'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqUg7zyDeGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I1khMOnmOzc/s72-c/DSC01312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-3618136321285727941</id><published>2009-09-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T06:16:13.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a sick day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqO1V79oIBI/AAAAAAAAABc/GUx7btVhBd8/s1600-h/DSC01449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378341768488558610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqO1V79oIBI/AAAAAAAAABc/GUx7btVhBd8/s200/DSC01449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was the most uhh day, walk my way through K.L, arhhhh it is so crowded. gosh i cant believe the heat. I prefer OU, Pav, or anything that is cool. Not burning hot. But what to do you can only find good cloth at k.l ma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Besides when to K.L nothing much happen, came back play game then get ready to buka puasa lor. Cant wait to see my darling dear tomorow. I love you melissa jane Muaxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-3618136321285727941?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/3618136321285727941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-sick-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3618136321285727941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/3618136321285727941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-sick-day.html' title='What a sick day.'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqO1V79oIBI/AAAAAAAAABc/GUx7btVhBd8/s72-c/DSC01449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626732619236622493.post-2377828884669826782</id><published>2009-09-05T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T08:08:06.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqJ9mL_HCmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5TIWYvDQAlI/s1600-h/7729_1220324351842_1340927666_30626186_8146635_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377999000039787106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqJ9mL_HCmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5TIWYvDQAlI/s320/7729_1220324351842_1340927666_30626186_8146635_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well today is the most boring day ever, sit at home practically do nothing but study, ugh, what a life. Hope there is something more interesting tomorrow then today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I woke up and practically just when and watch television, then abit of studying due to finals, then face the PS. My god what a tragic. I need something, something to pump my Adrenalin. So theres not much to write about today. But i will keep on updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626732619236622493-2377828884669826782?l=hadipereira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/feeds/2377828884669826782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2377828884669826782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626732619236622493/posts/default/2377828884669826782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadipereira.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored-day.html' title='Bored day'/><author><name>Hadi Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15671423323488914864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYqWghINXzY/TfiuXD4ce2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/tBF0Ttjq5Jg/s220/DSC04245.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SV8WaY4QgvA/SqJ9mL_HCmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5TIWYvDQAlI/s72-c/7729_1220324351842_1340927666_30626186_8146635_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
