tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71415582011-04-22T10:48:59.165+08:00*Into My World Of Sadness.. Happiness.. Crazyness.. And Wackyness!! *Into My World Of Love.. Lust.. and Romance! *Into My World Of Heavy Metal.. PowerMetal.. Neo Classical!! *Into My World Filled With Fun Laughter And Joy!! To all Visitors Of My World.. Here is a BIG TEDDY Hug Fer All... Hugz!! REMEMBER THIS!! LOVE IS PRICELESS.. FER EVERYTHING ELSE.. THERES MASTERCARD!!!Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.comBlogger571100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1162985591143576732006-11-08T18:44:00.000+08:002006-11-08T19:45:28.006+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Dear Sinners, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >How are you guys today?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Hope you are happy :).</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >But certainly not me.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >I'm on 2 days Mc.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >I'm sick. I'm</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> STRESS!!STRESS!!STRESS!!STRESS!!<br />STRESS!!<br />STRESS!!STRESS!!</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">STRESS!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 215px; height: 194px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Stress-BreakSomething-1.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">wanna know why?</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">my campmates and my officers are killing me.!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1st up:</span> My DEAREST armskoteman. He Took MC fer Month. And who have to do his job?</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Who else? IT'S ME!! He doesnt even bother bout whats happenning and leave me to die. Thank you so much!! Enjoy!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2nd:</span> My Sergent Major. He's too demanding and wants to do everything fast! All he wants is magic. He's stress. I know. But I'm Stress too. He ask to do this do that. Its not that i cant do it. But its toooo much. Thank You!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">3rd:</span> My Dearest 2nd Sergent Wong. He dun bother about me.. or the other storeman. He dun care a thing. He's irresponsible person. He didnt do his job and always smoke out from his work. If he never do his stuff or settle his stuff... who's gonna do it? who else? ITS ME!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you WONG!!! i appriciate it!!! Let me die! thank you!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Yesterday is Outfield!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">so?</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">what happen?</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">MY DEAR WONG, NG & SUHAIRY is on MC!!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">wow!!!! how nice!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">this is <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">WONDERFUL!!!!</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">i love it!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">so who have to go to outfield and settle the stuff??</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">who else? but ME!!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">all alone managing many types of work on my own!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">OH YA!!! i forgot! im <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">superman</span> ryte?</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">ROUND ONE!!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">armskote stuff!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">ROUND two!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">STORE's STUFF!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Round three!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Armskote stuff!!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">ROUND Four!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">STORE's STUFF!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">LUNCH TIME!!! NO BREAK!!! THE BATTLE IS STILL ON!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">ROUND FIVE!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">STORE's!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">and this goes on and on!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">DEn Master warren teoh ask... </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">"soo.. everything ready for outfield?"</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">I WAS BLUR!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">i said ok la.. shud be ok.. wong did it yesterday... </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">BUT THEN!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">when we checked out tonner... </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">it was empty!!!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">KANINA!!!!!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">the store items not in the tonner:</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">. 10 jerry cans full water</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">. 8 safari beds</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">. 2 insulators</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">. 2 benches</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">. 10 field chairs</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">and the list goes on and on... </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">can you guess who prepared and load it to the tonner?</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">i give u a clue.. " the only person in the company"</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">do u get it??</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">well... ITS ME!!!!! </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">im very angry.. i dun understand why people do this to me. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">we got work to do.. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">so just come and do our own work.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">you take mc and wanna run away from shits.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">and you let other people.. who is innocent do their job fer them?</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">and you dun even bother us .. never even call to inform bout what's happening..</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">seriously... i'm very tired, sad and stress.. they keep wanting me to settle things.. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">on my own. i'm a human too.. i dun complain much. but this is too much. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">i broke down and cry.. i was too mad.!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">My blood pressure was tottally high when i went fer my medical appointment.. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">critical!</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">i need some rest that wats doc told me. and even made my case as a case study for a student doctor. Usually im ok.. but due to alot of pressure and stress...<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> my health is affected.</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">THANK YOU SO MUCH PEOPLE FOR CARING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yup! i say again CARRIINNG!!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Im In Stress and may soon be in depression if this goes on! thanks people!! thanks again!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Stress-AntiStressKit.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-116298559114357673?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1162306348521931722006-10-31T22:25:00.000+08:002006-11-01T11:46:48.136+08:00DEAR SINNERS,<br />All i am posting is just another boring day at werk..<br />i just cant understand people...<br />why cant i go home yesterday?<br />and wat am i suppose to do?<br />nothing and he ask me to stay in?<br />fer wat fuck?<br />so i just sleep... from 7pm to 7 am the next morning!!<br /><br />Today finally can nightoff... but must come back at night..<br />i duuno y? cant i come back at 7 am in the morning..<br />nevermine... he time is 1020 pm if i were to take the train and the bus back to camp..<br />i think i wont be able to reach camp before 2359!!<br />im taking the cab! 15 mins journey..<br /><br /><br />i dun think i'll be home tomorow..<br />wanna sleep again!<br />thursay also my duty...<br />wat to do.. people mc.. who else must do??<br />we the stupid fuckers do...<br /><br />FUCK!!<br /><br />something happen..<br />yesterday..<br />in the morning while i was waiting for the free bus..<br />i was thinking about mio..<br />when im in deep thoughts..<br />she sms me..<br />i was shocked...<br />and i ask her..<br />"ur awake so early?"<br />she said..<br />"she suddenly woke up.. and u know somethin dear? i dreamt about u just now"<br />i was like??<br />ouh really??<br />its like magic..<br />i think bout her and she dreamt about me..<br />hehe..<br />and the rest is secret la..<br />about what she dreamt about me.. u guys no need to know..<br />i need some privacy..<br /><br />to be continued.....<br /><br />a dream is just a dream....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-116230634852193172?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1161963012382148332006-10-27T23:15:00.000+08:002006-10-27T23:30:12.400+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Dear Sinners,<br /> its me again. woke up @ 5 to cook some food to bring to camp. Of coz with the help of my darling mother. She cooks nasi merah and curry . Did u ever wonder why i do this? Its not worth it... why do all the trouble when u HATE the people in camp! If its not for my Sergent major who ask me to bring some food... i wouldnt want to bring any...<br /><br />Reached camp, they eat the food.. ok fine... bla bla bla... and i asked for half day off. He said ok. i was happy.. BUT THEN!!! 'win! today must sent weapon fer repairs' i was like... wat the fuck!!! there goes my half day... in camp tehre was only me and 3 more guys the rest... MC! sending weapons is not my job! Its that Armskoteman job! He went mC! and i must do his shits fer him... is this fair? think about it!!! on mc till 15 november... tats sooo loong..<br /><br />Tomolo is my duty at camp.. means my saturday burn.. cannot go hari raya.. and cannot go out with mio. haiz... now since everybody is mc and taking leave... the duty who do?? u guys just think la...<br /><br />i'm sick and tired of this man...<br />werk makes me nuts.<br />im stress at werk. no good campmates there... all think bout themselves... and let others die!!<br /><br />FINALLY got to go at430 and went to my aunt house...<br />hari raya... she's pregnant... hahah... dunno how long can tahan.. anytime the baby can come out!!<br /><br />DEn over at my house.. few relatives came..<br />the normal stuff.. serve drinks.. and tangkap hensem jer...<br />hahahaa..<br /><br />watched putri gunung ledang...<br />its awsome...<br /><br />haiz... tomolo duty....<br />wat to do... "SERVING THE COUNTRY"<br />1 word! FUCK!<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-116196301238214833?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1161878022815049572006-10-26T23:48:00.000+08:002006-10-26T23:53:42.816+08:00ASSALAMUALAIKUM<br /><br />1st of all.. selamat hari raya...<br />maaf zahair dan batin to all my frens and family..<br />this year alhamdulillah i get to celebrate hgari raya with my family...<br />last year hari raya in camp.. recruit siak!!<br />this year ok ok la.. the mood dah takde ...<br />tak meriah lagi man..<br />but its ok..<br /><br />well about me..<br />hehe...<br />stress up seh with work in camp..<br />of people who always takes mc fer month..<br />how did they manage to do tat??<br />im werking today morning...<br />den saturday i do duty..<br />den sunday morning i go back..<br />haiz.. rabak...<br /><br />well...<br />i dun wanna think bout werk.<br />it get sucky and suckier!!<br />1 more year and this shit all came out<br />ns is shit!!!<br />really no FREEDOM!!<br />If u get a good unit tats fine..<br />and if u got a good camp mates its fine...<br />ni tak.. suma like FUCK UP!!<br /><br /><br />dear god.. please save me..<br /><br /><br />people enjoy my blog! muacks!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-116187802281504957?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1146751332282723772006-05-04T21:57:00.000+08:002006-05-04T22:02:12.300+08:00hello... surprise surprise surprise....<br /><br />i just feel like updating this shit...<br /><br />ahakz!!!<br /><br />im in pasir laba camp.. doing shit job in teh army..<br /><br />my ord date is 2007 october<br /><br /><br />im feeling blue...<br /><br /><br />so lonely...<br /><br />i need some one to be ther fer me.. love me..<br /><br />when im down...<br /><br />i hate werk ...<br /><br />army is not fer me..<br /><br />no way man..<br /><br />today is my mummy bday.. buy her a gold medal... kindda cool..<br />u have to see it la..<br /><br />den i buy her flowers..<br /><br />she seems happy..<br /><br />tats good..<br /><br />my body aching ..<br /><br />warrant alvin push me too much ah..<br /><br />tomolo ippt...<br /><br />damn..<br /><br />i know myself i cannot passs...<br /><br />hahaaaa....<br /><br />k la.. i'll update soon.. andmaybe change the layout la.... hahaha...<br /><br />ippt is hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-114675133228272377?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1130958031432593092005-11-03T02:46:00.000+08:002005-11-03T03:00:31.476+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">slamat hari raya...</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> goin back to tekong i'mduring hari raya...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">haiz... better go ah...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">no one bothers bout my absence also here in singapore....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">wah this year... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">nanti mesti banyak couple2 bersama sama pakai sepasang...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">tak pernah in my life dapat cam tuu...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">ahakz..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Perasaan seorang lelaki:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ jangan tunggu dan mengharap orang yang kamu suka...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">walaupun sudah begitu lama pendam rasa....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ dreams will not come true...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ tepok sebelah tangan tak akan berbunyi...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ mesti dah lupa kan aku bila aku di ns...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ kalau attached cuba lah bilang.... supaya...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">aku tidak mengharapkan....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ mesti straight forward....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ tak suka cakap tak suka....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ sepandai2 tupai melompat akhirnya jatoh ke tanah juga...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ aku menangis... ko tak tahu nye....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ aku care... Ko Tak Rasa...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">+ aku mengaku kalah...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">ish!! ape yang aku mepek nie....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">maaf zahir batin...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>aku nie stress ah...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>kurang kasih sayang...</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">lagi pon aku blog... mana ade orang baca...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">dah.. aku give up....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">im goin far far away......</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">slamat....</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-113095803143259309?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1130875754520058292005-11-02T04:05:00.000+08:002005-11-02T04:09:14.533+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"><strong>Berhenti Berharap</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku tak percaya lagi</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">dengan apa yang kau beri</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku terdampar di sini</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">tersudut menunggu mati</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku tak percaya lagi</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">akan guna matahari</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">dengan mampu menerangi</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sudut gelap hati ini</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku berhenti berharap</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">dan menunggu datang gelap</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sampai nanti suatu saat</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">tak ada cinta kudapat</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kenapa ada derita</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">bila bahagia tercipta</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kenapa ada sang hitam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">bila putih menyenangkan...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku pulang...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">tanpa dendam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kuterima.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kekalahan ku</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku pulang...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">tanpa dendam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kusalutkan.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kemenanganmu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau ajarkan aku bahagia</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau ajarkan aku derita</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau tunjukkan aku bahagia</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau tunjukkan aku derita</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau berikan aku bahagia</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kau berikan aku derita</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-113087575452005829?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1130784198356274252005-11-01T02:14:00.000+08:002005-11-01T02:43:21.160+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I GAVE UP ON LOVE........</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>I Cried Upon My Dissapointment....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>I lost....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">may he take good care of her</span></strong>...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">A failing love is</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> like desperately hanging</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> on to something precious; </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">not wanting to give up, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">but your hands feel the pain.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> And, when you finally let go, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">you're free from any pain, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">but your hands are empty."</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-113078419835627425?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1130769929637307302005-10-31T22:38:00.000+08:002005-10-31T22:45:32.913+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">IM BACK!!! hahaha...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Book Out At Around 5 just Now...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Well.. Ns fer me is Ok...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">"any sweat? no sweat! chicken feet ah ah!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">underwear wet wet.. dun belive come and check!!!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hahahaha....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Well im in Pegasus Company....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Platoon 2... Section 1...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ahakz...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">2 weeks is fast huh...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">now hair botak.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">become fitter </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">slim down just a bit...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and have new frens....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">home sick ah...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">my platoon have 13 malays...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">we get along very well....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">my buddy bunk mate is Firdaus...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hahaha...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">lepak nye orang...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">overall its ok...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">cuma sometimes kena fuck ajer la...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">biase la... ns seh....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">we train to be soldiers....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hehehe....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">be a man...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well.. just now book out...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">i was a bit jealous....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ramai orang pick my frens up from pasir ris....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hahaha....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">now.. lonely.... damn...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">aku ader ke aku takde.. korang tak kisah kan??? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sick and tired....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-113076992963730730?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1129832222450398132005-10-21T02:13:00.000+08:002005-10-21T02:17:39.586+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">ITS FINALLY HERE!!!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">BY THE TIME U READ THIS....<br />IM IN TEKONG....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">ITS HERE....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">IM GOING...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">IM GONNA MISS U GUYS......<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">TAKE CARE......<br /></span><br />All my bags are packed </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm ready to go</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm standing here outside your door</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">But the dawn is breaking it's early morning</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The taxi is waiting, he is blowing his horn</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Already I'm so lonesome, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I could cry</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So kiss me and smile for me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tell me that you wait for me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hold me like you never let me go</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm leaving on a jetplane</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">,I don't know when </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'll be back again</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh babe I hate to go<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">leaving for ns.......</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">.u take care...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">miss ya...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">muackz</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112983222245039813?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1129420244547450662005-10-16T07:50:00.000+08:002005-10-16T08:17:29.033+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;">SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>This is gonna be long!!!!!!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">yesterday... i went back to school...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">to support my cousin ika...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">coz she entered this mr and miss competition...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">i came down to support...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Mr and miss .....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">is like beauty contest la...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">macam miss singapore la gitu....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">last time i masok.. but lost! DAMN!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">hahahaa</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">so.. when to meet zan and aidil....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">i was late.. 25 minutes late...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">coz they say... the show starts at 5.30pm...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">so we didnt get anything to eat for buka...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">so.. when we went in.. i was like... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">"WAH!! GRAND!!!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">haha.. den.. we sat down...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">den at 5.30....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">a punk rock band perform some shitty songs....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">it's not appopriate...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">im dissappointed....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">den came aidil critisizing the band to the max.. well.. we all did..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">skali.. teh vocalist brother sat infront of us...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">den told aidil.. "hey tats my brother u know.."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">den aidil was like.. "so? this is criticizm... "</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">hahah funny la...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">we waited and waited...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">and waited...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">fucking wait...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">pantat leh kluar spiderweb.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">den it was time fer buka...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">and we only have this phatetic newwater and chocs from the goodie bags....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">den the show start at 7... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">i was soo fucked up...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">den came the contestant....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">ika didnt make it...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">but she looks georgeous...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">tgk ah sape abang dia...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">so i tahan lapar....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">u know until what time??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">untill around 945....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">aidil.. zan.. juli and i...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">were all soo hungry tat we can eat a horse....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">from skool we walk to geylang...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">we decided to go geylang.. coz zan and i are craving fer deng deng!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">but we go eat at s11... bloody asss....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">ramai orang seh!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">nasi pon dah bis....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">den the queue was long...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">service is slow...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">we buy mee goreng...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">and the mee arrive at 1030 gitu....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">den ate.. till 1115 zan sent juli to the busstop...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">while aidil, ana, and maz and i... sat to wait fer zan..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">well.. as ana and maz.. they joined us.... while we were eating....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">finally a zan and i went deng deng hunting!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">hahaha!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">nak tunggu dia bakar deng deng,, mampos sak....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">lambat la...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">da la panas.... ramai orang lak tuu...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">reached bus stop at 12.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">den decided to torn ah... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">overnite...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">called mummy and bapak... fer green light....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">went to starbucks...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">den went to 711....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">den went to esplanade... to overnight...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">it was fun la.. chit chatting....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">talk bout stupid stuff..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">bout our past years...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">dah 3 years... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">stars..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">its nice...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">they are called my frens...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">who will be there... when we need them...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">and when they need us...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;">a true fren indeed... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">thanks...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">nice to spent the day with u guys b4 ns...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">went home in the morning.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">jokes all around.. laughter...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>THE TIME WHEN I FERGET ABOUT ARMY!!!!<br /><br />oops damn!! 4 days to GO BEBEH!!!!<br /></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112942024454745066?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1128709846960351312005-10-08T02:28:00.000+08:002005-10-08T02:30:46.960+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Guys!!! upon reading this...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">give sometime for a song to load..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">i have put up my recorded song of Kau pergi Jua</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">A malay song...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">its sooo funny my voice sux.. but who cares..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">ahakz... Comments please!!!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"> this song is dedicated to all..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">just wait for it to play... thank u... </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112870984696035131?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1128617526762500462005-10-07T00:35:00.000+08:002005-10-07T00:52:06.796+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Assalamualaikum!!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">how are you guys?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">hope you guys are feeling ok!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">its been a long time since i blog..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">i know that...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">im just sooo lazy to blog...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">ahakz..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">oh ya..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">to all muslims!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">slamat menyambut ramadhan!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">its the fasting month again!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">Its sooooo fast eh...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">dah nak raya...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">well... im quite sad..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">coz i will be off to tekong on the 21st oct..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">its still in the fasting month..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">coz ive never left my family during the fasting month...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">coz every fasting month.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">i will help my mum to do the chores...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">the cooking...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">and im the kecoh and the one who brightens up </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">the table when we are breaking fast...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">i dunno how la.. to fast at tekong...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">when i hear the azan....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;">confirm will think of family...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;">fasting month is the month i get closer to them..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;">my family...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;">i seldom went out meet frens during fasting month...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">hehee... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">well last monday..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">i went to beach road to get all my army</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">stuff.. wah.. all together cost $150..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">lucky got mummy to top up a bit of cash...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">well.. enuff off army for now...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">hehee... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">wah raya nie nak pakai baju ape eh??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">what colour??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">ala.. damn ah.. where got time to buy seh..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">im in camp!!! damn!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">2 more weekz....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112861752676250046?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1126893346923696402005-09-17T01:54:00.000+08:002005-09-17T01:59:14.276+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>I WAS FEATURED ON GUITAR PLAYER MAGAZINE!</strong></span></div><br /><p align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 436px" height="501" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Guitarplayer.jpg" width="659" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">AVAILABLE IN STORES NEAR YOU!!!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">GET IT NOW!!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">$14.oo</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112689334692369640?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1126846870998898722005-09-16T12:57:00.000+08:002005-09-16T13:01:11.000+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It was a boring day.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">really.. i dun know what to do..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">for the past days.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">been jamming alot..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">jamming with XATARNITE</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">at lavender... did our 3rd songs...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">nothing much happen..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well.. my dad will be back this sunday..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">im bored. i'll blog again if soon..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sunday changi airport.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">SATS gerls.. woohoo.. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112684687099889872?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1126468498309771412005-09-12T03:40:00.000+08:002005-09-12T03:54:58.316+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Hello People!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;">A NEW LOOK FOR YOU GUYS!<br />NICE OR NOT?? hehe.<br />so well.... its been a long time since i blog..<br />Nothing much happen...<br />DADDY IS AWAY TO AFRICA AGAIN...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;">leaving us for work.. my family sent him.. on last thursday...<br />bon voyage... Daddy ask me to take care of mummy</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;">while he is away.. he will be back on the 25th i guess...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">I had quit my job... as i got my enlistment letter.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">Its time to party bebeh... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">well this few days... been goin to esplanade...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">have this "POWER POP" weekend...<br />so i went with zan.. ahakz....<br />had a great time.. but kena buih on tat day too...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">kua kua kua... nvm u are all forgiven!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">den saturday.. i just sit and home lepak seh.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">nothin to do...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">sunday.. i went to a wedding located at jurong...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">hahaha.. took bus 242 if i am not mistaken..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">the bus pass by waties house.. hehe.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">memories came flying </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">on my mind... wedding was ok.. normal one..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">den uncle came to my house....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">after tat... when to met naufal.. and his MODS frens...<br />cool!! just sit back and catch up with times...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;">where zaqy had passes out of his army...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">i heard tat many of my frens goin to </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">police acedemy for ns...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">all the best ah!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">Everybody is changing and i dont know why.........</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112646849830977141?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1126026763063573222005-09-07T00:55:00.000+08:002005-09-07T01:14:55.526+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">TO THE ARMY FOR REAL!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">I RECEIVE THE LETTER!!!<br />21st OCTOBER!!! TATS THE DAY!!!<br />TEKONG SCHOOL 2!<br />TATS WHERE I MUST BE!!!<br />LEAVING MY LOVED ONES BEHIND...<br />FAMILY!! FRENS!!!<br />FASTING MONTH!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">NS IN THE FASTING MONTH!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">HOPE EVRYTHINGS GONNA BE OK!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">MINE IS A 7 WEEK MODIFIED TRAINING!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">DEN I WILL PASS OUT!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">TODAY UPON RECEIVING THE LETTER...<br />I TOLD MY FRENS. .FAMILY... LOVED ONES....<br />MY MUM FELT HAPPY FER ME!!<br />ANAK MUMMY DAH BESAR!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">WENT JAMMING WITH ZID, SHAH & BOY!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">TODAY IS POWERMETAL!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">I THE VOCAL!! NOT BAD HUH!!<br />OK JUGAK SUARA AKU NIE...<br />WENT TO RETROCAFE TO JAM!!<br />THE PLACE IS SOOO FUCKING SMALL!!!<br />AHAKZ!!!! BUT ITS OK OK LA....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">DEN WENT TO TIS SARABAT STALL LEPAK TILL 11 PLUS!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">HAD A GREAT TIME!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">GONNA MISS U GUYS!!!<br />ESPECIALLY HER!!! U KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">IM GONNA BE THE MAN IN GREEN!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">MACAM SHREK PON OK!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">HAHAHAH!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112602676306357322?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1125734727652149702005-09-03T15:52:00.000+08:002005-09-03T16:05:27.720+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I GOT MY JOB BACK!!!</span><br /><br />They ask me to continue werking!<br />Alhamdulillah..<br />penjualan anggur ku kini tamat...<br />well.. the same job the same deparment..<br />tapi the schedule very2 tite!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">wat to do kan..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so i'll start werk on 9sept Till 5th Oct..<br />I'll be a bz man fer the whole month!!!<br /><br />well.. my days are bored to the max on line 5000!!!<br />dah about 1 week tak werk.. ahakz!! tats y bored!<br /><br />well.. enuff bout werk...<br /><br />ok... ONCE UPON A NIGHT...<br />when i was lying down on my bed...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">My phone rang.. it was a sms..<br />i was surprise to see..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> someone smsing me..<br />and she is... none other den watie!!<br />She's back!!<br />sooooooooo happy!!!<br />i really miss her..<br />Hope to meet u soon!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Looking forward to the day...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ok ok enuff2... ahakz!!<br />we'll tats all ah 4 now..<br />i'll blog soon... u guys take care!!!<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112573472765214970?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1125318021918553902005-08-29T19:57:00.000+08:002005-08-29T20:24:57.230+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>RESIGN FROM WORK!!! </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">No longer work at John Little..<br />Today My Last Day..<br />Tats wat Christopher Says.<br />And I will be sent to OUTPORT to work!<br />Outport meaning to carry goods, Cartons, and all the things!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I dun like tat.. But what to do kan??<br />better then nothing.. AT least got job..<br />Den Chris ask me to meet him again @ 3...<br />i waited till 4..</span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">"Irwin, tell me when are u goin to NS!! Coz i really got no time..<br />might as well.. ask the old people who apply for the outport position...<br />rather then asking u to werk than.. after few month.. ur ns letter come.. and<br />we have to find another replacement... so.. i let u werk fer another 2 days..<br />on 2nd sept is ur last day..."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I was like soooo sad.. as i'm jobless soon.<br />2 month past so fast..<br />Knowing the staff the promoters there...<br />They are like my big sis.. big bro... Aunties... and makciks!!<br />Thanks fer everything...<br />Specially to mens dept:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">gonna miss u guys la...<br />People who came to my life at John Little: Here's THE TEAM!<br /></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">A TRIBUTE TO U GUYS!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">this are some of the lines they will say..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;">Melz</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;">(Winzzzz!)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Gerrad</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#33ff33;">(eh yang yang... plz help me to hang this..)<br /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;">Luan Eng</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#00cccc;">(i pamperd him ah)<br /></span><span style="color:#6666cc;">Pauline</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#6666cc;">(i 3.30 i go home)<br /></span><span style="color:#660000;">Adrian</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#660000;">(my name andy lau)<br /></span><span style="color:#ffff33;">Nora</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff33;">(amacam beb!)<br /></span><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Kamariah</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">(win win boley tolong angkat kan carton)<br /></span><span style="color:#009900;">Steven</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;">(eh boss!)<br /></span><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Ghani</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">(The way he laff!)<br /></span><span style="color:#ff6600;">Serena</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">(this one dunno ah.. not tat close)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;">Fadhilah</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#666666;">(aku sejuk ah win.. makan kol brape?)<br /></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">Duo Wei aka Magkok</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">(i do scold bad words... bloddy bastard...)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;">Holly<br />(ah win.. everything ok?)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lots more....<br /><br />Had My Ups &amp; Downs...<br />Thank You All..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Whats gonna happen to me??<br />I think just enjoy life.. while waiting fer NS.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112531802191855390?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1124735880923898232005-08-23T02:24:00.000+08:002005-08-23T02:46:45.290+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Movie Mania!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;">22nd August</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Its My Off day...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So i decided to Bring my mum </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">to watch movie.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hehe.. Cute kan?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">we went to lot 1 to watch </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">"The Maid"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hehehe.. coz many people said tat its scary!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so i wanna watch it!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so went there with MUmmy..<br />and cousin Jojo.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Both of them were scarry cats!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">but they kept cool..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well.. the story is </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">good..<br />and the maid..<br />named rosa..<br />is sooooo very beautiful!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sweet also! heheh..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">after tat movie.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">we went home.... heheh..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;">21 August</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Its my A shift!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">im going back @ 5.45</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">But i wanna claim my hours..<br />so i finish werk at 3.45</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ahakz!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">well.. i'm goonna meet MIO.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">coz we make a date long ago..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">hehee.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so meet her at city hall mrt...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">our plan is to watch movie.. but dunno what movie to watch.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">as we did not see the timing fer it...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so we just gamble.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">the fastest show we can catch is @ 6.50</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so.. MIO.. U missed seeing the sun set!! ahakz!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so bought the tix..<br />we are watching<br />"WEDDING CRASHER"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so decided to go starbucks... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">while waiting fer the show to start..<br />den we both feel a lil cold..<br />den we decided to </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">sit outside..<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">skali.. saw ALAM and SAB!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">den saw ZUB and BF!! </span><span style="font-size:130%;">ahakz! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">wah ramai aku jumpa nari...</span><span style="font-size:130%;">so..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">the movie is sooo the funny man!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ahakz!</span><span style="font-size:130%;">i loike!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">den after the movies..<br />Mio Bring me to the<br />merlion.. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">and i mean.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">next to the merlion.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">with the droplets of water </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">kena my face!! </span><span style="font-size:130%;">so just sat there.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">watching the moon..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">tgk moon..</span><span style="font-size:130%;">awww...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">den went home... </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="897" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Nyphentaminegurl.jpg" width="594" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;">hehehe.. when minah and mat ROCK amik pic!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;">We Rock!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112473588092389823?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1124349425467448702005-08-18T14:56:00.000+08:002005-08-18T15:17:05.476+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff9900;">17th AUGUST</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Graduation Ceremony @ ITE TAMPINES</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I tot It was hell of fun!!<br />But Its Lame!!<br />I Tot It would be a memorable graduation...<br />but end up..<br />just a normal day...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">But who cares!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I got Another Cert!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;">Cert In NITEC IN MULTIMEDIA TECHNOLOGY!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;">"the next graduant.. Mohammad Irwin Bin Roslan.."<br /></span>how happy am i!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">GRADUATION IS MEANINGLESS WITHOUT<br />YOUR OWN CLASSMATES WHOM YOU SPENT<br />2 YEARS TOGETHER IN SKOOL!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Ape yang bz sangat?<br />work?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Boley dapat Off!!<br />Ns??<br />Boley Dapat leave per!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Busy??<br />ape yang bz sangat?<br />Ade Date??<br />takkkan la hari2 dating kan??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Just Miss U Guys la..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I tot we can meet at least fer the last time<br />together in the graduation...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">End up spent my day with other classes!!<br />ahakz!! but lucky i know them all..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so it is not a big matter actually!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I had lots of fun!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Thanks you guys!!<br />You know who u are!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Muuaaah!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;">Haiz.. Still Havent Recover From sickness!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;">:(</span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=a757&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=a757&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos</span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">Click on the link to see the garduation pics..<br /></span>i didnt take much..<br />and the pics all not nice..<br />arrggh!! damn!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112434942546744870?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1124208284511131472005-08-16T23:49:00.000+08:002005-08-17T00:04:44.520+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I MISS U SO MUCH!!!<br />I MISS U SOO MUCH!!!<br />I MISS U SOOO MUCH!!<br />I MISS U SOOOO MUCH!!<br />I MISS U SOOOOO MUCH!!<br />I MISS U SOOOOOO MUCH!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">YES!! I MISS HER!!!<br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Wats happenng now??<br />Wats happening now??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Wats happening now??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Wats happening now??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Where are u??<br />Been waiting fer ur sms-ses...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">My Working hours had change dramatically...<br />usually 8.30.. now 9.30...<br />so will reach home around 11 plus...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and i'm sure u'll be sleeping coz<br />u'll be skooling tomolo...<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">U're in my heart and my mind always..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">i may not be there...<br />but my heart is..<br />only u cant see it...<br />i cared fer u...<br />really...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">life is never the same again...<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">i wish to be with u...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">if u let me too..<br />im waiting....<br />hope u can gimme an answer or something...</span></div><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">well... im sick today... very2 sick... damn sick....</span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">:(</span></p><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112420828451113147?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1124047631614297532005-08-15T03:25:00.000+08:002005-08-15T03:28:39.156+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>A Picture Can Tell A Thousond Words...</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="499" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Feelings.jpg" width="328" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Sit Back And Think..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Gone In Silence..<br />Where Are U?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112404763161429753?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1124039594905232912005-08-15T00:59:00.000+08:002005-08-15T01:35:26.923+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Sunday 14th August!</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My Off Day!!! Spend Time with family...<br />woke up late..<br />went to beach Road..<br />buy<br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">1: High Cut Shoes<br /></span><span style="color:#33cc00;">2: Micheal Angelo Instructional Guitar Video (speed Lives)<br /></span><span style="color:#ffcc33;">3: Stratovarius Live In Tuska (helsinki)</span><br />So Happy!! :)</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">SATURDAY 13th AUGUST!!!!</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">"A" shift!!! tat means go home early from werk!!!<br />It was quite quite at John little..<br />Lucky ader Melzzzzzzz...<br />ahakz!! ader gak members nak joke around..<br />ehhee..but too bad.. she had to stay..<br />so.. wats the plan???<br /><br />ESPLANADE WITH EX ITE MACPHERSON!!!<br />Featuring: </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Iman ( Tekong Boy!)<br /></span><span style="color:#ff6600;">Hazman ( Tekong Boy!)</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">Zan ( Hamster! )</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9966;">Zur (tak abis2 amik pic!)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc99;">Ain ( ni pon sama amik pic aje!)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">Ana ( Aidil GF)<br /></span><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Aidil ( Mat bawak lorry army!)</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Irwin ( Boy Tunggu Surat NS!! )</span><br /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 477px" height="571" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/P1011335.jpg" width="322" /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">The Clanz!</span></div><div align="center"><br /></span><img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 393px" height="636" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/P1011336.jpg" width="271" /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Presenting!!! 5 Guys a gal.. and a Coconut Tree!!!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=b5d8&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=b5d8&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos</span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">Click On The Link Above To See More!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">We Had great great fun!!<br />its been a long2 time since i saw them...<br />Thanks Guys!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">A True Friend Indeed!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">We didn't Notice the time!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It was 12 am!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so every one of us rushing home!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I share cab with zur!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">ok...<br />hope we kan Unite back again with all the others!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Make Fool of them!!<br />with all that fooling game!! ahakz!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">We ROCK!!!<br /></span><span style="color:#ffff00;">See YOU IN Heaven!!!</span></span></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112403959490523291?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1123605133349469432005-08-10T00:31:00.000+08:002005-08-10T01:08:27.480+08:00<p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">9th August<br />Happy Birthday SINGAPORE!!<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Yeah Its NAtional day and i have to werk!!! But Lucky i finish werk at 645.. Actually I plan to go home After werk.. Bacoz.. no one to go out with... then To my surprise.. AIDIL ZAN and JULI Came to my werk place.. DEn ask me to join them To watch The Fire Works!! So I ask them To Wait Fer me!!! Ahakz!!<br />The Crowd is FUYOOO!!!!!! Very Crowded.. and i mean VERY crowded.. had to Squeeze man.. Firewerks is damn NICE!!! we had the best view there..<br />Den after tat.. aidil gf came.. and hazman came too..<br />just book out from ns... It Was a wonderful day!!! Its been long time since we went out togerther.. feel awkward though coz aidil and zan both had partners!! ahakz!! </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">6th August!!</span><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">KONSERT ROCK GEREK @ FORT CANNING!!!!<br /></p></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">click on the link to see the pics!!</span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=6d49&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos">http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/winzmalmsteen/album?.dir=6d49&.src=ph&amp;store=&prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos</a></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">When there with FIR!!!<br />ahakz!! travel far la!!! 1st. Met Fir At CCK.. 2nd. Meet Fir's friend at IMM<br />3rd. Went to bugis to meet CACA fer our Tix... 4th.Fort Canning!! Finally!!<br />It was 3 pm.. they should open the gates!!<br />But we have to line up.. till 3+ By Then My Frens band Steel Damage already started playing... But With Few Crowds!!! They Also pissed off!!<br />There.. theres all sorts of people.. the organizer must check and not allow alcoholic drinks!!! Stupid organizers!! 1st half all local bands.. It was Ok... except fer greensleves if im not wrong!!!<br />the band with keys and a indian fella plays the bass.. tried to be funny.. but this is not teater comedi!! so at 8 den the real show begins!!!<br />starting uup!! yamakasii... they were ok .. but macam action sak.. den Came Metal asia!!!!<br />they throw guitars!! but i only got KING SHAH's Guitar PICK!!<br />he threw it!! ahakz!!! cool huh!!!<br />DEn Came XPDC, Amuk, Yantzen... and lastly.. WINGS!!! Awie and the gang were good!!! i sang along!!! relieve stress... it was suppose to finish at 11 but wings extend it!!<br />ahakz!! Go Home take cab..<br />hahahahaa.. SEE U IN HEAVEN!!!<br /></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112360513334946943?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1123093163534213382005-08-04T02:09:00.000+08:002005-08-04T02:19:23.540+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>It was A Normal day again fer me..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>Today is a quiet day at werk...<br />Den Ghani Told Me.. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>"WIN!! UR Payslip is at the Drawer!!"<br />I was Like.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> "YES LA!!!!"</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$<br />Den took the slip and see </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>how much i get la...<br />Not much.. coz they dedeuct CPF!!!</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> CPF is Fer Our Future also.. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> well its ok la.. im a temp staff Only..<br />basic pay is 960 but after</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> deducting only 766 left.. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>banyak eh dorang deduct...<br />but syukur la</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> Alhamdulillah...<br />My 1st pay In </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>John Little..<br />is ok...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>Although i didnt earn thousands!!!<br />All those hard werk paid off...<br />Rezeki...<br />Duit Titik Peloh..<br />Well Gonna give my parents sum of it.. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>save some.. (duit pelamin) ehehehehe..<br />and spend the rest on ez links...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> heeh clothes., and handphones..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> heheh see how la..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>hehehe.. well im all alone again..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> tak abis2 eh aku!!!</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> asyik bersendirian ajer...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em> ok ok..<br />i stop it!! ahakz!<br /></div></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112309316353421338?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1123001667128844662005-08-03T00:43:00.000+08:002005-08-03T00:54:27.133+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hie!! Not been werking.. fer 2 days.. company sent me for 2 days course.. ehehe... well.. im so bored seh.. very bored.. really bored.. damn bored... ahakz!!! well tomolo werking... its gonna be a quiet week fer me.. as.. Mel, Anuar, Kak Nora... all Goin For the Expo sale fer a week.. now stuck with the Aunty KPO IRRITATING !! and few people... lucky got Kak Mariah.. But Kiter Pon Bukan Nye Members sangat!! so i bet its gonna be a Boring week fer me.. ahakz!!! damn!! All alone again.. sitting on the pavement above the underpass.. all alone.. having my take away dinner there.. ahakz! Life Is Miserable.. No One To Talk To at Night.. not say at night!! Morning also dun have.. ahakz!! well.. maybe im born to be alone.. ahakz!!! well just now.. after the course.. /class.. i anuar puspa and siti when jalan2.. to toys R us.. ahakz! kekek sak!!! those gerls ah..peh selenger!!! ahakz!! dah mak orang pon cam tuu!!! giler nye orang!!! ahakz!!! suma dah kawin... aku sorang je.. feel awkward.. they tok bout u know la.. kalau dah kawin tuu.. ape lagi kan.. ahakz!!! XXX XXX XXX i was.. there.. smiling... im still young.. ahakz!!! well... overall had a great fun time... ahakz! and the course is great too!! learn alot there.. :) </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112300166712884466?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1122663342464509082005-07-30T02:48:00.000+08:002005-07-30T02:59:55.723+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">My Off day.. Boring.. didnt do anything!!</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Something For U..</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Specially For Her.. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">We've only just began</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">and thats the hardest part.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">So careful not to end it,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">Before it really starts.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">XX</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">Discovering how to make you smile,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">and subjects to avoid.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">Can be hard sometimes,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">for life to be enjoyed.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">XX</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">We've shared so little time so far,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">but all we've hads been good.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">I've felt more the past few months,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">that i thought i ever could.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">XX</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">If you ever leave..<br />I will not beg you to stay,<br />For Loving u from distance<br />is something I do day by day!!</span></div><div align="center">XX</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;">Yours Truly,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;">Irwin</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112266334246450908?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1122479145697455162005-07-27T23:33:00.000+08:002005-07-27T23:47:40.280+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hie!! I just Came back from werk.. now its 11.37pm according to my watch...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I was Doing "B" shift tat means from 10am till 8.45pm...<br />Today very quiet day.. not much customers.. so manager ask to do this la that la..<br />iron all teh clothes la.. "ingat aku ni maid kepe?" hahha.. den return stocks..<br />carry boxers.. just help around to kill time la...<br />so its 8 oclock.. excoted to go home..<br />Skali Supervisor ask me to go up.. at toys department.. to help..<br />I tot help a bit only la..<br />SKALI ALOT SIA!!!! damn!! y tell me 15 mins b4 time??<br />dalam hati Maki sak!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Must shift all the toys to the Nursery department and Vise Versa..<br />Siallah. .banyak benda sak nak angkaT!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Pampers la.. Toys la... alot!!! my face never smile one..<br />den 10 30 i go home.. the rest also follow me home.. tired...<br />Tomolo 10am till 645pm... hopefully no more overtime... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Im tired.<br /><br />well well well .. enuff of werk..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It suxs! now I know how hard To earn Money!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">To Watie:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Im gonna wait..even if it takes forever..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">U go ahead settle your stuff k?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">dun werry.. i understand everything...<br />i just wanna tell u that u are on my mind and in my heart...<br />and i miss u sooooooooo bad.. do u miss me too?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112247914569745516?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1122276400389326592005-07-25T15:14:00.000+08:002005-07-25T15:26:40.396+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hello.. Yesterday werk like mad seh... Actually i finish werk at 6.45... skali the manager ask me to come back again at 8.30 to help out becoz.. the sales is over and we need to clear all the things and shift the things.. so while waiting fer 8.30 i went to hereen... buy something to munch den.. saw this pentagram pendent.. got lots of things tat i want there.. but too bad.. i only wanna spent 20 bucks on an item.. so i bought the pendent 1st.. ahakz!! wah blackmetal la win!! den afte tat.. i went back to werk la.. wearing my normal clothes.. den help to fold 2 bins of clothes.. and then.. help to shift the place.. like people nak pindah sak.. den steven ask me to carry boxes.. 1 or 2 i can carry la.. but more den 10 boxes.. all heavy ones... i cabut la.. ahakz! den manager holly.. wah like real only.. step bz.. but he did nothing.. just order us around.. den he gave me a floor map.. dah macam architect.. ahakz! den i look at my watch.. its 12 am... siallah.. i want to go home seh... i and mel both waiting while floding things in one corner.. den this auntie.. ask me to find this la tat la.. finally 1230.. holly told mel and i to go home.. so decided to take cab home la.. so mel and i share the same cab.. to bukit panjang,, and to taman jurong.. hahaha.. padan muka mel today dia masok 8.30am.. like can wake up sak dia!! hahahahaa... Today i off so can sleep!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I tried to call.. Still Her Hp Is Off... Where Are U??? Getting Worried EveryDay..<br />and I mISS HER....</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112227640038932659?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1122233885811317072005-07-25T03:35:00.000+08:002005-07-25T03:38:05.820+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>I'm sorry that I hurt you</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong> something I must live with everyday</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>And all the pain I put you through</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>I wish that I could take it all away</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>And be the one who catches all your tears</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>Thats why i need you to hear..</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>I've found a reason for me</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>To change who I used to be</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>A reason to start over new </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong>and the reason is You .</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112223388581131707?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1122055495839292032005-07-23T01:21:00.000+08:002005-07-23T02:19:52.516+08:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I MOHAMMAD IRWIN BIN ROSLAN WOULD LIKE TO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">--------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">APOLOGIES TO WATIE FER MY RECENT POST... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">-----------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">-----------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I tried to call u but ur phone is off.. so.. i just wanna let out and give an explaination to watever tat is unclear.. k?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I've been keeping this all this while... Quite Long Though.. Now I have to let it out.. I just wanna u to knoe tat U are In My Heart.. I Like U.. Not Only Tat.. I began to Love U too! But I just keep it la.. coz im waiting fer the rite time to tell u this.. I Guess NOW IS THE TIME... Yeah... It all started when I began to know U.. Den When I we 1st Met each Other... When We Started To accompany Each Other All Through The Nights.. I still remember tat.. Do U?? U are the one ive been waiting fer all this while.. Ur The "RARE" ones.. All the qualities that i need in a gerl.. U have It.. really.. no kiding.. I also wrote fer u something.. U still remember? Coz When I'm with u.. i know tat i'm not alone and i've found wat i've been waiting fer...</strong> </span></div><div align="center">XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX</div><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></p><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Tittle: Im Not Alone Anymore</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">"The Rain Had Dried Away By Sunshine<br />Now I Can Walk In The Streets Again.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I've Been Thinking Of You Every Moment<br />Like The Birds Sing With Full Of Joy</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">As I Wipe Away The Lonely Tear<br />Now Im Full With Hopes And Not Fear!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Im Not Alone Anymore<br />As I Have The One<br />Ive Been Waiting For<br />Im Not Alone Anymore<br />Coz You Filled Our Love Like Never Before<br /><br />Let Me Hold Ur Hand &amp; Take U Away<br />In A Journey Of Our Destiny<br />Where You Can Feel The Love In The Air As U Breathe...."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Written Specially For U...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Well I Hope U Forgive me For not telling u all this while....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>But Now I Have To...<br />I Got Feelings Fer U..<br />How Bout U?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Ive told u everything...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Lastly.. Would U Be THE ONE Who Will Share Love.. Trust And Care With Me?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>In Other words... Wud U be mine?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I Know This Is nOt The rite way To express it all..<br />coz i Tried to call.. but cud not be reached...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Forgive me.. Im Sorry fer what ive done..<br />If Its Confusing and stressful fer u b4..<br />Im really2 sorry... :(</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I admit tat i say things tat i didnt know..<br />Without knowing it also...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Im sorry... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>A little jealous i guess.. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>well.. hope u understand all this.. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Ive said it all to u..<br />Nothing left is hidden...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>All straight from my heart.. </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112205549583929203?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1121962470523810352005-07-22T00:10:00.000+08:002005-07-22T00:14:30.526+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I dunno why there's tears running down my cheek... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I miss u!!!! U never know who u are.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">But If U Do.. I'm Always Here 4 u... anytime...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Miss The Calls The Messages...&amp; I Miss U!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112196247052381035?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1121961586891825252005-07-21T23:12:00.000+08:002005-07-21T23:59:46.943+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>OFF DAY!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I went back to my werk place.. buy shirt fer werk ah.. business shirts...<br />heheh.. den i meet her fer dinner... coz its also her break time...<br />DEn She TOLD ME SOMETHING!!! I was shocked! and dissappointed!!! She's In The Wrong Too!!! I'm totally Speechless... Imagine my own werk fren who is married and have a newborn child do hanky panky with her.. despite knowing she is attached? COME ON LA!! Both OF U Were Wrong!! I Dun Side anyone.. wats the point of regretting seh... so disspointed..<br />Ya la.. Doesnt mean that SOMEONE IS HANDSOME IS ALWAYS GOOD!!! lOOKS PLAY A PART IN LIFE!!! HOW BAD U ARE PEOPLE CANT SEE IT!!! THEY ONLY SEE THE FACE THAT CHARM THEM!! I respected gals... why cant other guys?</div><div align="center">I dun understand... Being nice is not good... haiz.. dunno la.. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Went To Jamming With XATARNITE!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This time at beat merchat.. Bugis.. we played well.. improve a lot!!! :) meet iskandar wrestling.. dia dah kurus.. army boy kate kan.. ahakz!!<br />hehe.. den XATARNITE decided to go LOT 1.... eat ice cream.. den... after at.. lefyt me shah zid and fir... we sat down at the back of lot 1 and play ed guitar till 1030... den i went home....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112196158689182525?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1121879087714422052005-07-21T00:30:00.000+08:002005-07-21T01:04:47.740+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">20th july</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Well is been a long time since i blog... no time la .... werking life different...</div><div align="center">Im off from werk at about 7pm.. 2day whole day i cashier!!! den i go home straight.. heheh.. den played guitars and as usual rest... den go online.. also bored.. so lonely.. no one to tok to at night... jgn kater malam.. siang pon takde... haiz.. well... Im Gonna let my feelings out... bear with it!!<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">LOneliness!!!!!! Boredom!!! Where Are U Frens?!!!!!! Am I Invisible?? I Need Someone to be There fer me.. !!! In Need Of A Warm HUG!!!! All Alone With Nothing At All....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>FREN?</strong></span> hahaha... 5 letter word.. that can also become NONE! Well... i do have frens.. but.. u see eh.. at werk.. i do tok to them la.. den after werk.. tats it!!! U do ur own thing I do My Own... same goes to skool frens.. tok @ skool .. den after skool.. vroom2... all go back.. sometimes only call or sms when something inportant... den gal frens.. have a number.. all contact through sms only!! i wanna chill out with frens.. go out.. eat together.. at werk.. everyday i go lunch/dinner alone.. how sad seh.. Ntah la.. sometimes when i see groups of frens together.. laughing and be happy.. i feel jealous also... but ya i know.. frens to laugh with is alot out there.. how bout frens to cry with.. like me now... no one is there fer me... :(</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>LOVE!!</strong></span> what is love?? love is just another 4 letter words...!! it hurts!! To someone whom i like all this while... i never told u anything i hide it inside.. coz i dunt think u like me to.. ur reaction.. it tells the whole story... U are a companion at night w/o fail.. but now.. not anymore.. i miss U.. miss those late nights... people skewling.. people werking so i will understand... well.. all the best to her... with her new crush.. i know ur in love beb.... u just wont tell.. and never will.. i will be there 4 u when u need me.. but i cant promise to be there if u WANT me... :( i understand tat i dun have the looks.. the body... but i have the heart.. well.. they cant see it rite? people say... "go get a gf la.. /find a gerl la... u werk in town wat banyak per..." ez to say it la.. but.. its not ok!!! u think get gerl is like going to pasar eh.. pick only?? haiz... ntah la eh...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My Sad Heart My Tearful Eye... Only God Knows....<br /><br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>18th july</strong></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Happy Bday To me...<br /></strong></span><br />Well This Year is The Loneliest Bday Ever!!! Haiz.. Having Bad aDay At Werk Too... something bad happen... damn!!!<br /></div><div align="center">Even My Good Frens, close frens 4gets my bday... Not Even One ask me out to meet me..<br /><br />well.. so sad.. so lonely i should at leat go out have dinner or some sort la..<br /><br />Its Bad Very Bad... For those wishing me with sms or frensters testimonial..<br /></div><div align="center">Thank u Soo Much!!! I appriciate that!! Thnaks!!! BIG HUG!!<br /><br />At Least U Guys Know Tat I Still Exist!! Even iF i die.. U never know.. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My Family Gave Me Presents!! thanks Folks!!!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112187908771442205?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1120228983742674142005-07-01T22:36:00.000+08:002005-07-01T22:43:03.746+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Changes In Life. A Working Life.</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hey there.. sorry la never update eh.. been bz la.. job hunting as usual....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Alhamdulillah i get a job.. as a Sales Associate.. promoter in men's wear.. somewhere in town...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I dun wanna tell u guys where.. but if u guys do see me werking just come to me.. hahaha..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">so.. well just to inform u guys.. i will be working schedule is .. THREE days WORK.. ONE day OFF... THREE days Work... ONE day OFF... and it goes on and on.... hhaahaa... so i'll be working TOMOLO!! saturday la.. hahha.. so today... i went to the werk place to take my shirt.. and after tat.. went jamming.. yeah.. cool sia.. i played the keys.. guitars.. and bass...and guess what i've fallen in love with the bass la... hahaha.. well we jam and it sounded cool... hahah Irwin dah black metal sia!! ahahah ok ok la.. so well.. i update again la eh.. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-112022898374267414?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119820711694291742005-06-27T05:13:00.000+08:002005-06-27T05:18:31.700+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">PROUD OF BEING A CANCER(CRAB)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">TAKE UR TIME TO READ ABOUT CANCERIANS...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">AND ITS SOOOO TRUE!!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">CANCER MAN The most sensitive man and the weakest emotional type in all Zodiac. Most Artists are Cancer. Cancer is controlled by the "Moon" and the moon change it's shape daily, so Cancer man's emotional and moods change all the time too. You will confuse with him and yet it is his constantly changes that "Charm" you. He never go to get what he wants directly, but he will wait for a chance and opportunity to do so. Once he gets what he wants, he will not loose it, except if he get tired of it by himself. The most sensitive man who can not stand rejection. He cares what other people feel or think of him. He hat! es loosi ng face and he tends to over protected himself, so sometimes people might think he is a cold person. Gifted, creative, imaginative, is Cancer. A mystery and complexity play a major role in a life of a Cancer man. He could be very funny, very quiet, suddenly very sad. Living with him could be very unexpected, for you will not know what is his next mood. If you like excitement and surprise, you have the right guy and never have a chance to get bored. He thinks of his home as "nest" and it is the safest place for him. If he feels hurt or depress he will stay at home alone quietly. Once he feels better, he will come out of his retreat and lives normally again. Being a looser is not him. It is so easy to fall in love with this guy because he is gentle and a very polite guy. His wit and creative mind could win your affection. He will come out from his nest to protect you even if he is not opening himself up to other people much. Not many people will win his heart. His security is only when he has money in his pocket. Once he feels secure then he might think of having a happy family. Even he likes to make and keep money, he is not stingy. Spending money is part of his good image, so he will be happy to spent money to take you out to a very expensive restaurant or buy a jewelry for you. Certainly when he has money OK. He is possessive to everything's that he thinks belong to him. Don't try to talk to another cute guy in front of him, he will get suspicion because he is not very secure or confident in himself for this kind of competition. Once you know each other too much, he will start to look for new excitement, but not to worry for he will always think of you. If he thinks you are the true love for him, and you try once to disappear. You will be sure he will come and look for you. He is a shy guy, but if he likes you. You can get up in the morning and see that he is in front o! f your h ouse everyday till you go out with him, a very persistent guy. He likes a secure, cheerful and lively woman, confident but at the same time always act proper and appropriate. He likes a secure woman, but able to adjust to his rapid changes. A very difficult type to find woman indeed. In the beginning, you and him will be so sugary sweet together and he will only think of you. This so "super romantic" will not last forever, so don't slip this chance. If you are the one who want his interest, then act and make yourself interesting. Be a supportive person and give him compliment sometimes, but not too much till he thinks you are not sincere. Unlike many other Zodiac, if he is mad then you better get out of that room. He will calm down by himself. Giving him a slight touch on his shoulders or concerned facial _expression are enough. He loves his mother, so try to be his mother favorite, but do not act like his mother! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111982071169429174?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119646262219144242005-06-25T04:42:00.000+08:002005-06-25T04:59:34.176+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Its Been Quite A While Since I Last Blog!<br />Well.. Nothing Much Fer Me..<br />Now.. Job Hunting..<br />Ahakz!<br /></span><img style="WIDTH: 517px; HEIGHT: 351px" height="775" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/ViolenceSevere.jpg" width="700" /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So I went out Jamming With My Band..<br />New Band Mates! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong>Epul ,Yassier ,Winz</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Epul:</span> Played 5 String Grinding Bass </span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Yassier:</span> Played Drums Like Machine GUN!</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#33ccff;">WINZ:</span> Played Metal Guitars<br /></span></strong>New Kindda Of Genre Fer Me..<br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">GrindCore Brutal Death Metal!!</span></strong><br />We Called Ourselves <strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">VIOLENCE SEVERE!!</span><br /></strong>Watch This Clip Of A Minah Tudung Blowjobbing..<br />And A Pretty Gal.. Getting Fucked!! ALL Thanks To Epul!<br />Fer His Hp! Hahaha...<br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcccc;">DUNIA DAH TER BALIK!!!!!!!</span><br /></strong>Kita Sapu Sampah Di Atas Ceiling!!<br />I know tat not all minah tudungs are like tat.. but...<br />Im Just Shocked! No Comments On This La.. But...<br />Aiyo.. Im Ashamed Of The One</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">who is Doing IT!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I mean Doing Tat Vids!<br />It Affects All The Minah Tudungs Here...<br />If U really wanna do something shame ful.. Bukak la tudung...<br />Kiter Islam... Malu La Sikit...<br />Im not an angel of ape la.. Just Maluu... evrn though Im<br />Not A Minah Tudung Or A Mat Songkok!!<br />Well... To All To All the Minahs2 <span style="color:#ff9966;"><strong>No Offence eh...<br /></strong></span>i just wanna share my Opinions... Tats all..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">Well.. People Wearing It Looks Sweet By the Way!! ahakz! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;">Gals! Im On Ur Side!! ahakz!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111964626221914424?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119280463101668592005-06-20T23:08:00.000+08:002005-06-20T23:14:23.113+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>Confused</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong></strong></em></span> </div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">What The Hell sia...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I actually plan la.. </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">since my deferment not granted...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">might as well.. find a job...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">and wait till i get enlisted fer Ns...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">So i didn't go to skool la today...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Den @ around 5pm...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A teacher called...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">asking me..</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">why i didnt go skool...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">den i say la.. my deferment not granted..</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">den he say he wanna help.. </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">and talk to the section head about this matter..</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">maybe the section head will inform the cmpb about this..</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">and he said to wait fer his call again...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">So.. Lets wait and see whats gonna happen to me...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">on the next episode of... "Days Of Irwin's Life".</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Baru Ingat Nak jerja full time pat hmv.. hahaa..</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">now have to wait.. </span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111928046310166859?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119202833134571772005-06-20T01:37:00.000+08:002005-06-20T01:40:33.140+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">I</span> <span style="color:#33ffff;">SMILED</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">UPON</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">HEARING</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">HER</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">VOICE</span> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">AGAIN.....</span></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111920283313457177?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119193983819677372005-06-19T23:05:00.000+08:002005-06-19T23:13:03.820+08:00<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><strong>TO THE ARMY!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong>Well... Been Stressing Out these past weeks... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>About Deferment la.. skool la...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Cannot Get Deferment... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>So How?? No Use Rite Skooling???<br />all the time.. applying to the CAMPUS is a Waste!!!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>haiz. so after thinking long....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>i decided not to go skool....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>and listen to what my parents say....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>even if i go MP also no use la...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>im 20 this year...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>no ways to defer...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>mmm... so what im gonna do now is.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>find a job till im enlisted... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>all the best to me!!!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Lets Be A MAN!!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Finish Ns Faster.. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Enjoy ...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Get Lots Of Money!!</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111919398381967737?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1119029659925920222005-06-18T01:30:00.000+08:002005-06-18T01:34:19.933+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">This is... <span style="color:#33cc00;">TRUE...</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I wont talk</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I wont breathe</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I wont move till you finally see</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">That you belong with me</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">You might think</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> I dont look</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">But deep inside</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">In the corner of my mind</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Im attached to you</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Im weak</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Its true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Cuz im afraid to know the awnsers</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you want me too?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Cuz my heart keeps falling faster</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I've waited all my life</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">To cross this line</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">To the only thing thats true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">So I will not hideI</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ts time to try</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Anything to be with you</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">All my life I've waited</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">This is true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">You dont know what you do</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Everytime you walk into the room</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Im afraid to move</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Im weak</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Its true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Im just scared to know the ending</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Do you see me too?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you even know u met me?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I've waited all my life to cross this line</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">To the only thing thats true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">So I will not hide</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Its time to try anything to be with you</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">All my life I've waited</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">This is trueI know when</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> I go ill be on my way to you</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The way thats true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I've waited all my life to cross this line</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">To the only thing thats true</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">So I will not hide</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Its time to try anything to be with you</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">All my life </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I've waited</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">This is true</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111902965992592022?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118999706346125212005-06-17T17:07:00.000+08:002005-06-17T17:15:06.353+08:00<div align="center"><strong>AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!!</strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong>Stupid!!!!</strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Monday start skool.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">but today just got letter say that my deferment not granted...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">paid fees already...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mindset is To start skool....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">But Now???</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I Dunno what to do...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Thought Of Meeting The MP...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Will It Work???</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I Really Dunno what to do...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">NS haven even sent me my enlistment date....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">help!!!!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111899970634612521?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118935027902374602005-06-16T23:08:00.000+08:002005-06-16T23:17:07.910+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>I MISS HER!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Yeap! I Miss Her!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">She's A Friend..<br />More Then A Friend...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Where Are You?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Been Silence In Weeks...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">CALLS? MESSAGES???</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">NOT ANYMORE....<br />There's Something Missing In My Life..</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">And I Know Its You...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nights Never Complete...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">WHY?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MMMM...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">I DUN KNOW...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">JUST DUN LET THE SILENCE</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">PART US...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">You Know Who U Are...<br />And I Miss You....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111893502790237460?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118760072877113592005-06-14T22:31:00.000+08:002005-06-14T23:05:23.196+08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS!!!!!!!</span></strong><br /></span>Tat was the past!! Now Its.....<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">POWER RANGERS NINJA STORM!!!!</span><br /></strong>Macam2 eh nowadays... hehehe..<br />well... Today Goin To Lot 1 To Watch Power Rangers....<br />Kental.. I Know.. But Its Fer My Bro And My Cousin Jojo...<br />They Wanted To Go.. so I just Tag along.. hehehe..<br />reach there early... U know.. Kiasu mah..<br />so.. by 6... the kids were already seated.. Its Such A CRAMPY PLace...<br />Soo I decided To Find One Corner To wAtch It...<br />well.. It Suppose To Start At 7 but they Start At 6.45...<br />Better Tat Way.. Coz Im getting Tired and Bored waiting... It Was Crowded like Hell...<br />hahaha..<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">The POWER RANGERS WERE SKINNY!!!!!!<br /></span>hahahahaha.. kekek sia....<br />den they fight among themself...<br />Where's the Monster???<br />There shud be a monster ma...<br />If They Not Enough People .. thet can Call me ma To be The Monster!!! hahahaa<br />Weell... Heres something fer u guys...<br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">GO GO POWER RANGERS!!!!</span><br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 256px" height="944" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers010.jpg" width="559" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">My Bro And JOJO!!<br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="1179" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers012.jpg" width="960" /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;">HAIYA!!!!</span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Haaaa.. 1st Thing To Do When We Reach There.... Take Those Fucking Pics!! hahah!! My Bro And Baby JOJO!!! </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Below Is The Actions!!<br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="965" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers018.jpg" width="706" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">THE STAGE!!</span></strong><br /><img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="799" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers016.jpg" width="1280" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">OMG!! THE SKINNY RANGERS!!! hahah!!<br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers007.jpg" width="695" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">RANGERS FIGHTING AMONG THEMSELF!!<br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="926" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers022.jpg" width="674" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">BYE RANGERS!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">THE NEXT HALF Section Is Dedicated To Me & My Bro!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Mohammad Irfan &amp; Mohammad Irwin..<br />Brothers Who Don't Always Talk.. Or Get Along Because Of Age Difference!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>He is 11 & I am 20.. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I always Bully Him..</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>and He always Cry!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Well.. Today We Took Pictures Together!! haha</strong></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 208px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="953" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers043.jpg" width="458" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Abang Sayang Adik.. Adik Sayang Abang Tak??</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Jawapannye: "TAK!!"</span></strong></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 157px" height="957" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers042.jpg" width="580" /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>If You See This You Are Stupid!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="959" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers041.jpg" width="836" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Tak Mo Jadi Bunga LA!!! Haahaa!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="941" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers036.jpg" width="922" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Wei!!! Ko Asal??? Takmo Buat Aku Marah eh!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">hahaha i always Bully Him!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="1261" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers025.jpg" width="364" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Blur!! Both Blur!!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="942" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/PowerRangers027.jpg" width="754" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">This Pic My Bro Take!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Not Nice!!! hahaha!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111876007287711359?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118678808717026512005-06-13T23:47:00.000+08:002005-06-14T00:10:22.656+08:00<div align="center"><strong>Hey!! Guess What?? I PASS LA SIA!!!!!!<br /></strong>All the hard Work Paid Of La.. And The Last Minute Studies..<br />All Thanks To My Group..<br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">For PJT: YAT, NAUFAL & AL...&amp; Me Of Course...<br /></span><span style="color:#ff9900;">For The 2 Video Projects: We Have YAT, DHARMA,NAUFAL, PERT and Ganesa And ME!!</span><br />And Of Coz.. Me Studying For My DAVT!! hahaa.. Thanks To IDA.. In msn... We ask questions.. ahaha... tat helps! thanks Sandy!! hahaha!!!<br />and My Gpa also went Up... 2.78 hahaha<br />I did Choose Graded For My Davt And CPG and Manage to get B!<br />Hey Thanks To All Teacher Fer The Help...<br />Finally 2 Years Is Over..<br />MANAGE TO GET..<br /><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">A CERTIFICATE IN NITEC MULTIMEDIA TECHNOLOGY!!!<br /></span></strong>The More CERT THE BETTER!!<br /></div><p align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 494px; HEIGHT: 389px" height="174" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/results.bmp" width="570" /></p><div align="center">S</div><div align="center">A</div><div align="center">B</div><div align="center">B<br /><br />Now Of To A New Start At ITE SIMEI in HIGHER NITEC.<br />TAKING THE COURSE IN INFORMATION IT.<br />I Heard There's Math Involve... So I Must Study Hard!!<br /><br />To ALL PEOPLE WHO LOOKED DOWN ON ME...<br />MMM... Please Gimme Support..<br />Dont be stereotype ya..<br />Mentang2 i Came From A Poor Family..<br />Don't Assume Tat Their Children Cant Make it...<br />Aite?? I Feel Sad Fer My Family Upon Hearing tat aite??<br />They Work Hard U know...<br /><br />So Thats All Folks!!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111867880871702651?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118505404216537922005-06-11T23:48:00.000+08:002005-06-12T00:02:01.253+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;">Finally.. Out From My FucKinG house!!!<br /></span>Meet Zan, Aidil.. And Iman... fer Jamming...<br />den after tat.. went to beach road to eat!!<br />den go esplanade.. slacked! FINALLY!!!! slacked!!!<br />Aidil meeting His Gerl Friend.. 1st time see her...<br />den after tat aidil want to go home as he has to go back camp!<br />so does iman.. he wants to go home..<br />Zan and i decided to stay...<br />we walked till marina Promenade...<br />people tot we are gays!! ahakz!!<br />walking together.. hahahahaa<br />den finally take bus! den saw hafiiz sikit!!!<br />Remember him?? ahzk!!!<br />talk and talk...<br />den Fiza From Malaysia called..<br />asking how am i doin..<br />den wen home.. and write this blog..<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#99ff99;">Here are some pics</span><br /></span><img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="920" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Hyundaitest028.jpg" width="1280" /><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"><strong>Rocking In My Room... Baru Abis Repair benda.. Look how messy!!!</strong></span><br /><img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="921" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Hyundaitest033.jpg" width="823" /><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"><strong>In the bus Gay Face!!!<br /></strong></span><img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="845" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Hyundaitest035.jpg" width="730" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Hear the Lions Roar!! Damn!! Why I look so Round!! damn This Angle Sux sia!!!</span></strong><br /><img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 192px" height="859" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Hyundaitest036.jpg" width="822" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Fear Of The Dark!!!! hahaha..<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;">Wacky Funny Day!!!!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111850540421653792?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118381099238569362005-06-10T13:13:00.000+08:002005-06-10T13:43:42.503+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>SORRY I CAN'T BE PERFECT!</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Dad I Know You Want The Best From Me And Want Me To Be Perfect...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>But Im Sorry.. I know I Did My Best To Be Good.. </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>And I Know That I Am.. But I Can't Be Perfect... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Give Me Spaces Of My Own...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><strong></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Hey Dad look at me</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Think back and talk to me</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Did I grow up according To plan?</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And do you think Im wasting My time</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">doing things I Wanna do?</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">But it hurts when you Disapprove all along</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And now I try hard to make it</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">I just want to make you proud </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Im never gonna be good Enough for you </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">I cant pretend that Im alright </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And you cant change me</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Cuz we lost it all </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Nothing lasts forever </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Im sorry I cant be Perfect </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Now its just too late</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And we cant go back </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Im sorry I cant be Perfect</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">I try not to think </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">About the pain I feel inside</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Did you know you used to be My hero?</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">All the days You spent with me</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Now seem so far away </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And it feels like you don’t</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Care anymore </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And now I try hard to make it</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">I just want to make you proud </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">Im never gonna be good Enough for you</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">I cant stand another fight</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">And nothings alright ...</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><em><strong></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>when talking to parents.. </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>we can never win..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>as they will bring back past things..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>and some sort irelevent to the topic.. </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Like.e.g FREEDOM... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Can suddenly Change To </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Driving Licence?? come on... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>haiz... stress out and felt like CRYING BLOOD... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Now 2 weeks in a row at home.. </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Mum And Bro went to the mall..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Dad kept nagging to Mum About me.... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>what did i do wrong?? </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Dad say.. if i were to work and have money </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>den i can do anything...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>DOES TAT MEAN TAT if i work and have money</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>i can PLAY AROUND WITH GALS??? hey come on la ...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Im not kind of person.. Money isnt the problem here... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>sometimes I feel like a gal... u know.. during the 70's time.. </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>where.. gals have to stay home.. or come back b4 12...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>den do work at home... den dun mix around with frens?? </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>HEY halooo.. I'm a guy la! Its the 20th century... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>i just cant be at home.. do waht??</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>cook rice eh?? haiz.. wish they cud understand... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>i cant wait ah to skool reopen in a new environment </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>meeting new frens... My loneliness is Killing Me... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>I must Confess... I Still Belive....</strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><em>Shed Tears Of Anger!</em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111838109923856936?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118330694548650702005-06-09T22:59:00.000+08:002005-06-09T23:24:54.553+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>No life sia! I got Noooo Life!!!</strong></span><br /><br /><strong>I got no life i got no life i got no life i got no life... no teenage life... now i'm turning 20 soon.. no more teenz.. i never experience the night life with frens and love ones.. and a night out ah... i can't do this.. can't do that...<br />My parents is over protective.. they want the best from me.. and want me to be a good person in life.. and not to shame them.. yeah i know.. every parent wants their child to be good.. I Obey them.. and listen to them.. wanting them to be happy. I did not lie to them.. so i can gain trust from them.. even when i go out with gals.. i tell them.. some times they nag.. KO LOM KERJA DAH BAWAK ANAK DARA ORANG... so wats wrong with tat?? Cant i go out with gals?? They nag and nag.. I dunt mind...<br /><br />When i when out.. at night.. they will call. "tak tau balik kepe?? Nak tido sana??"<br />haiz.. just when i was about to have fun with my frens.. and i have to go home.. haiz.. Den Just Now ask them wether i can join my frens in a pub to watch a band from malaysia perform.. and it will be til the wee hours in the morning... U see.. i ask their permission.. Frens ask me to keng.. Bluff them.. say i go camoing or watsoever.. But I tell the truth.. wanting them to know my wherebout and not wanting them to worry.. My dad ask.. "U play ah?? U never play wat for see them play?? Later U drink People will spike U den how??" den i said... no la.. i not gerl ma.. guys wanna spike me.. and drinks is taken from the counter ma.. den he keep quite and went in the room.. So its A "NO".<br /><br />I hate Holidays.. i have been sleeping and been staying at home for weeks!!! Damn!! Boley jadi giler sial!!!! cam nak mati pon ader ah.. bosan!!!!! everyday 4 walls... den no frens to go out with... damn.. why do i deserve this why??? Frens where the Fuck are u?? U Guys Get Together.. Not Remembering me?? Damn!! Well.. I'm LONELY.. serious seh.. I feel like wanna cry.. seeing 4 walls.. my computers.. my guitars.. are the ones accompanying me..<br /><br />I wanna go out there to see the world.. i dun wanna be trap inside!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanna be happy being with frens... and meeting new people out there...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111833069454865070?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118261225049724672005-06-09T04:06:00.000+08:002005-06-09T04:09:24.206+08:00<table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">The Keys to Your Heart</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ff9fd2">You are attracted to obedience and warmth.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffa6d9">In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffacdf">You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffb3e6">You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffb9ec">Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffbff2">Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffc6f9">You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.</td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffccff">In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="<a"></a><br />What Are The Keys To Your Heart?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111826122504972467?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118259429312419332005-06-09T03:35:00.000+08:002005-06-09T03:39:52.470+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I Am An Invisible Man</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I walk by<br />I see you<br />You see me<br />A glance is exchanged<br />I quickly hide<br />You dont know me<br />And I might not even cross your mind<br />But I would give you the world<br />Who am I you ask?<br />I am a shadow<br />To you I dont even exist<br />I am nothing but The Invisible Man </span></div><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Yeah.. This Is Kindda True.. </p><div align="center"><br /><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111825942931241933?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1118255125794427272005-06-09T02:17:00.000+08:002005-06-09T03:18:21.733+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"><em>My New Layout With My Face On It!!</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"><em>Hope You Like It!!</em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Reasons Why I never Update My Blog:</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em>because... everyday.. i.....</em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;">Eat</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#6666cc;"></span></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#6666cc;">Sleep</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Wake Up Late</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;">At Home</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">No Frens</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">On The Net</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">MSN</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">Play Guitar<br /></span><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#33ff33;">Watch Tv</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"></span></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Go Shop</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Take Letter Box</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Play With Baby Cousin</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;">Rot At Home</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">Single And Available Always!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">T</span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">here's no need to <span style="font-size:130%;">update </span>coz...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">There is Nothing Intresting to blog..</span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Wait Till I do Something Intresting </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Den i Blog Properly.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111825512579442727?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1116409120581106332005-05-18T17:24:00.000+08:002005-05-18T17:56:27.843+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"><strong>GOOBYEE ITE MP!!</strong></span> </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="483" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/BENQ0060.jpg" width="426" /><br />2 years! it seems so short!! The Lost Monkeys!<br /><br />Today Exam Was ok.. did "study" though!!<br />Questions were ok.. but did some Stupid careless Mistakes!! damn!<br />well.. it was last day of skool... all were kindda happy/sad.<br />In my heart I was like crying.. But I choose not to.. because no one take<br />The last day meaning fully...<br /><br />after exam.. we all.. gatherd at canteen.. talk and talk... and we ate...<br />PAkCik Gave me lots of serving today! Im full!!! hahaha...<br />i took the train home with shidah and Naufal...<br />Well Im Gonna miss U all!!! May God Bless!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"><strong>Yesterday B4 The Exam!!<br /></strong></span><br />I dharma yat and naufal...<br />went to esplanade library to do storyboard.. and den plan to study there...<br />but the librian say cannot study there..<br />so i decided to go to BURGER KING to do our storyboard and our so called revison there..<br />i'm tempted with the cHicken Sandwich!! Bought the Meal And Ate IT!<br /><br />Dhrama was bz doin story board while yat is bz studying!!<br />Den fal came...<br />at around 4... yat went to werk.. and left with 3 of us...<br />decided to go... Penin 2 see guitars!!! den we went play with ESCALATORS!!!!<br />Den decided to Stop at HajI Karim Stall.. for mee goreng!! fal was hungry!!<br /><br />After tat we decided to walk to ESPLANADE!!!<br />Sat at the outdoor theater.. do stupid funny stuff!!<br />Den Got This Group oF Gals.. One of them called my name!!<br />I was like?? Who's tat sia??<br />Den skali its one of my GIG fren... hakz!<br /><br />So after sitting down there.. we decided to go <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"><strong>STARBUCKS</strong></span> to study!!!<br />Go Nearest one.. Suntec!<br />Orderd Drinks.. sat at the couch.. step blajar...<br />watch This preety gal at the Counter... and...<br />after tat we went Home!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"><strong>THE PICTURES!!!</strong></span> </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="502" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture004.jpg" width="399" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Caremel Frappucino For Me Please!!!</span></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="482" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture002.jpg" width="400" /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;"><strong>Naufal All Time Favourite Mocha Frappucino</strong></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="483" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture008.jpg" width="405" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Dharma!! After Taking Rhumba Frapucino He will Get</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">The Points Right!! </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;"></div><div align="center"><br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="475" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture009.jpg" width="386" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">I suck the straw with my NOSE!!!! ahakz!! </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;"></div><div align="center"><br /></span></strong><img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="481" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture014.jpg" width="385" /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Wow!! I studied Hard eh... WAKE UP!!!!!!!</span></strong> </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="480" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture015.jpg" width="398" /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">Toilet Break!! </span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>The End</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111640912058110633?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1116228248919193702005-05-16T15:15:00.000+08:002005-05-16T15:32:24.973+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;">May 15th Story...<br /></span></strong><br />I woke up at around 10... received a call from Is! He's Back FROM BRUNEI!!! asking me to watch movie together.. den i say ok... so i'm now getting ready to go jamming with my band. "NO ENDING". As Usual .. they were late.. and so am i.. Jamming Started At 12.... We jamm played few new songs... had a good time .. and we enjoyed it very much..<br /><br />After Jammin.. my bassist Wan... says he wanted to go makan at beach road.. so he Drive us there... Ate nasi ayam.. and waited for Amin For his job interview as A DEBT COLLECTOR!! ahakz! Talk about MILF and stuff!! what a laugh!! Den Wan Kena Saman.. never put parking coupon. 50 dollars gone!<br /><br />Den i called Is At around 4 plus.. he bought only 2 tix.. fer him and aidil. I ask him to buy me a tix ah.. but... he said.. he cudnt get us in the same seat.. It was Ok fer me.. I dun Mind it...<br />we watched Kindom Of Heaven @ PS.. Power la... Coz we were all like Matmat Epic Metal gitu.. hehee... I give this MOVIE!! 8 over 10!! Worth My $9.50<br />The Original<br /><img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/kingdomofheaven_bigearly.jpg" /><br /></div><div align="center">The Close To Original<br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 479px" height="475" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/KOH.jpg" width="242" /><br />Berangan2....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111622824891919370?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1115913553668540012005-05-12T23:44:00.000+08:002005-05-13T00:21:48.040+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;">FEW MORE DAYS TO GRADUATE!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong>7.00am</strong></span></div><div align="center">It Was A Rainy Day...</div><div align="center">Cold Temperature... </div><div align="center">Breezing Winds In My Room..</div><div align="center">Hard To Open my eyes...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">But what to do.. have to wake up! go ITE Tampines! </div><div align="center">I called Fal.. To Wake him Up!!</div><div align="center">Den we decided to meet up at Woodland interchange at 8.30am.</div><div align="center">Called Dharma, Roboman & shida.. But she cudnt make it! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong>8.40am</strong></span></div><div align="center">Reached Woodlands.</div><div align="center">Met Fal.. Took 168.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><strong>9.40am</strong></span><br />Reached ITE TAMP.</div><div align="center">we met dharma and roboman.. and we entered the Campus!!</div><div align="center">when we reached there, i called Mr CHOW!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">we waited outside the office..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Skali.. got this Apek ah.. tak hensem sak!!</div><div align="center">ask ask to go in ah.. and write our particulars all tat ah..</div><div align="center">den we do the procedurs... and decided to go to the canteen...</div><div align="center">It was Soo... Not Hensem sak the canteen..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">We called MR CHOW and ask ah.. if we really get the course..</div><div align="center">He said Yes!</div><div align="center">Ok fine... we went back to </div><div align="center">ITE MACPHERSON</div><div align="center">ate Breakfast there.. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">12NOON</span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;">PRESENTATION TIME!!!!!</span></div><div align="center">PJT project have to present!!!</div><div align="center">We are the 1st group to present..</div><div align="center">of coz.. KEKEK to the max...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">after tat.. we continue with our DAVT...<br />(Digital Audio Video)<br />Finishing... </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;">BUT THEN!!!</span> </div><div align="center">jeng jeng jeng!!!!</div><div align="center">pc spoil!!! abd have lots of probs!!!</div><div align="center">we we ended up sitting around.. </div><div align="center">Tried to help but there's nothin we can do..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Only ROBOMAN YAT can do..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Today all the way we talk about the HENSEM issue.</div><div align="center">"kau nak tahu kenape nasi nie tak sedap?? pasal Ko tak hensem!!</div><div align="center">kalau ko hensem mesti nasi ko sedap.." </div><div align="center">all teh way ah.. with different topic!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">WE STAYED AT SKOOL UNTILL </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;">8.30pm!!! </span></div><div align="center">Good Huh!!! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sleepy!! Bye!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111591355366854001?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1115912430337930042005-05-12T23:16:00.000+08:002005-05-13T00:52:44.213+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;">11 MAY 05 Nye Story!</span></div><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center">Yesterday never blog ah... coz... u wanna know why?? because.... u not hensem!!! If U hensem maybe i will blog... U understand what i say?? Oh well... If U do not understand.. its because I hensem.. and if i hensem u will not know what i will say. hehehe....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Ok Here how it goes.. I'm gonna make it simple simon... hehehe... yester day my class very bz one.. bz with presentation ah for tomorrow...</div><div align="center">rendering la.. recording la... this la tat la... </div><div align="center">bz to the max...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">we bought our log book... and we misplaced it!! damn!!!</div><div align="center">LOST!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">MY PHONE RANG!!</div><div align="center">Its a call From MR CHOW!! i dunno who The HELL!</div><div align="center">he is!! he called as me to come down </div><div align="center">to tampines ah...</div><div align="center">To Apply </div><div align="center">For higher nitec course Tomolo!!</div><div align="center">I'm kindda want simei.. haiz. but wat to do seh.. tamp pon tamp la..</div><div align="center">GLAD TO GET TO HIGHER NITEC!!<br />SMILEZ!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Den i stayed at other people class... in the end we took some shots!!!<br />Got Zurs Little nephew!</div><div align="center">and look what she ask us to play!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"><img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="414" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture026.jpg" width="418" /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"><strong>GO PIKACHU!!!!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"><img height="343" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture025.jpg" width="326" /></span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"><strong>POKEMON CARDS!!! KITA ABANG2 KALAH SAK!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="286" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture032.jpg" width="356" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"><strong>Ni pulak ngan DESTINY CHILD KE??</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"><strong>Ngan MR JEFFRY!! He's A Kind MAN!! slalu bully dia pat lab!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">we do take some shots!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">NOTICE MY FUCKING HAIR??? tat one nonsense!!! MOHAWK KERING!!!! damn tak hensem !!! MUKA MACAM ORANG GILA BURUK!!!!</div><div align="center">I DONT LOOK GOOD IN SCHOOL!!!</div><div align="center">TAK HENSEM NAK MAMPOS!!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Pat luar BERG abis!! ahakz!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">While the rest are all bz...</div><div align="center">I cabut class @ 4.40... tO go Jammin with My Band!!</div><div align="center">Reached at 5+ and they all laugh at me.. coz i caboy skola...!! ahakz! </div><div align="center">Ok oK.. sooo.. Jamming was Good!!! Power la!! </div><div align="center">After Jammin... We went to eat CHICKEN CHOP!!!! den had a great laugh!! den to end</div><div align="center">the day.. The Bus Came late!! reached home at around 11++!!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">SAYONARA!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111591243033793004?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141558.post-1115729811160570592005-05-10T20:29:00.000+08:002005-05-10T21:05:30.036+08:00<div align="center">I woke up @ 9+... Den decided to call her(wati).. so i did... in the middle of the conversation.. my mum called... and said,<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">MummY:</span><br />"WIN!! DAH GI SKOLAH?? LEH TURUN TAK?? TOLONG MUMMY ANGKAT BARANG PAT KEDAI IKAN PAT PASAR???"<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Winz:<br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;">"HUH?? WIN LOM MANDI NIE!!! BARU BANGUN!!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Mummy:</span><br />"ALA... WIN TAK YAH MANDI... TURUN AJER.. PASAL MUMMY BAWAK JOJO LA"<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Winz:</span><br />"HEK ELEH!! OK OK OK... WIWIN TURUN SKARANG"<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">So i went down... Wash my face.. and look hensem.. ahakz!<br />Den i go there ah... when i reach the market.. alot of aunties and uncles... ahakz!</span><br />Den got this makcik ah... <span style="color:#ffcc33;">"WAH HERO DA DATANG!!!" </span><span style="color:#cccccc;">I smiled and carried jojo... ahakz!</span><br />Den went home ah...<br /><br />I looked Out Of the window.. saw the cloudy skies... i know its gonna rain.. so i decided to bring a little umbrella... hehee... at about 1130 i went out to school... den in the bus i sat next to a sweet pretty girl.. i think she wants to go work ah.. she looks like a<span style="color:#66ff99;"> "MINATURED" </span><span style="color:#ffffff;">(minah who is matured) hehehee... listen to mp3.. reached skool.. do test!! Den got this talk la... like apprication talk like tat...<br /><br />Its about life after ITE ah.. what we goona do after we grad... They are trying to help us ah.. like goin poly, Higher Nitec and Working life.... so.. i ask the DIRECTOR... weather i can go to HIGHER NITEC ah... he said can.. but not in SIMEI AH!!! coz my school is under the same Collage with ITE TAMP! so.. he said he will help us to get A Course At TAMP! well.. i anything goes ah.. but i hope to get SIMEI!!<br /></span><br />After all that.. there is a small feast for us ah.. popiah la.. carrot cake la.. fishball la... ahakz!! den we went for a break!!! boring la.. no where to go!!! haiz...<br /><br />NEXT lesson. CPG:<br />All DO WORK WITH LOTS OF ATTENTION!! u wanna know why?? coz today must pass up ah!!! I bz with rendering ah!! damn so slow! Den Roboman also go home already.. so NO HELP for Us!! ahakz! aku pon takdapat help! But FEAR not!!! IRWIN IS HERE!!!<br />FINALLY i manage to hand in the files... ahakz! But its not Fully complete ah!!<br /><br />DEN i went home.. decided to take the MRT with Fal,Shidah and Dharma!<br />We go CO-OP!! buy KEROPOK!! eat while walking to PAYA LEBAR Station!!!<br />I went Home... Now Tired!!<br /><br />THIS IS THE PIC OF US GOING HOME!!!!<br />FEATURING: ALIEN, RABBIT &amp; BEBIRD!!! kua kua kua!!<br /><br /><img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/wackyworld.jpg" /><br /><br />FAL ADVERTISING HIS BRAND NEW CD-R!! DHARMA WITH HIS HEARTS KEROPOK!! AND SHIDA WITH THE COLGATE SMILE!!<br /><br /><img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v249/malmsteen/Picture023.jpg" /><br /><br />thats all folks!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141558-111572981116057059?l=guitarrasingapura.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Irwin J Malmsteenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08890743614410115916noreply@blogger.com0