﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[BITCOMET FREAK]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/chemical_x/</link><description><![CDATA[WELCOME]]></description><language>en-us</language><copyright>bitcomet.com</copyright><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 07:58:34 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 07:58:34 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>bitcomet.com</generator><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[Today and Yesterday... Pity my brother Rizal....]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/chemical_x/post_20446/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
She told me about the change of pic for her IC.
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Yeah, i really did angry wif her.
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First of all, its a waste of money. Just to change her pics.
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The pics didnt look&nbsp;much different wif the present.
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And actually i like it, cz u look cute.
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Secondly, tat pics does hv memories...
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The first time i saw ur IC, i can&nbsp;imagine ur face before i knew u.
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U're cute... That's why i dont want u to change it...
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I can imagine how u look before i get to know u...
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Different pics bring different memories...
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But too bad she already change to her new pics...
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Hmmmm... Means i cant get to see her old pics again...<img src="/Emotions/tu/1.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /><img src="/Emotions/tu/10.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> </p> <p>
I'm still down here... Meeting her tomorrow...
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Dont need to make up for yesterday...
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PS: Actually before u told me u want to change the pic,
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i already got the dream that u gonna change it...
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Maybe ALLAH ALMIGHTY know how i feel...
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About today, i feel pity about my younger bro...
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He's actually having eyes problems seen young...
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Today mum bring him to check again, seen past 1 and half years we skip
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the appointment... Doct said the eyes is getting worst...
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&quot;DEAR ALLAH... To you pray, please heals up my bro sickness...
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I can feel how he's right now... My eyes is like dropping out tears but
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i make myself stronger... Mummy is so worry about him... And the checkup is so expensive... For today already cost $300+... Hmmm....&quot;
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Dugaan demi dugaan... Hanya Pada Mu ku Berminta dan Bersyukur...
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YA ALLAH.... Amin....
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I met my long distance buddy<img src="/Emotions/baozi/6.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> just now. 
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And the reason he called me up is because his pc down.<img src="/Emotions/baozi/10.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> </p> <p>
So, he ride<img src="/Emotions/baozi/22.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> to my house and to his home. 
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So, after figure<img src="/Emotions/baozi/26.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> out wat happen, we took bus and buy wat is needed. 
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One we reached the place, 
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I was&nbsp;<img src="/Emotions/tu/8.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> when i saw the graphic card price. 
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It was half the the price which Azzri bought... 
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Damn lucky you Farhan. Hahahaa... 
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So, back to his house again... 
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Fix the pc up, and the other problem was his pc. 
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The LCD Screen spoilt. Hahahah... Damn it... 
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So, the next solution.... Get the monitor at his grandmother house. 
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Hahahaha.... How all ok after tat bro.... 
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Story behind, 
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Farhan ask me whether i'm still with Sufiah.. 
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And i said yup, of couse. My one and only.. Hahaha... 
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Dear frends, the duration of the relationship is now important. 
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The quality of the relationship does matter... 
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Still remember the Sweet and Sour of a relationship wif my loving Sufiah... 
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Hahahha... We both patiently took some time&nbsp;understand each other.... 
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But... truly... I heart euu alot.... be mine always... <img src="/Emotions/baozi/14.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" /> </p> <p>
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</p> <p> <font color="#ff0000"><strong>~ridz &lt;3 suf~</strong></font> </p>]]></description><author>boichemical</author><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 08:34:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Mish euu BITCOMET]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/chemical_x/post_16071/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
Been a long time not posting anything. 
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(Seen my rank was Sergent, and now already 2LTA. Cool...!!! <img src="/Emotions/tu/6.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" />)
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And here i am, to start my posting again.
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Sorry for not posting quite along time.
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Been busy and no idea to post.
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So, just to tell you guy...
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<strong>BITCOMET ROCKS....!!!!</strong>
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This quite a long story, but it does make me think about it...
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&nbsp;So here the story goes...
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</p> <p> <font size="4" color="#ff6600"><strong>MONEY MAKES MY WORLD GO AROUND</strong></font> </p> <p> <font size="2" color="#ff6600"><strong>-</strong><font color="#000000">BY Haikal Jamari</font></font> </p> <p>
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</p> <p> <font size="2">&quot;What? You think money grows on trees?&quot;</font> </p> <p>
&quot;Do you know how hard it is to earn money?&quot;
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Do your parents sound the same? Maybe the actual words differ slightly but the general theme, i suspect, would be similar. I'm sure they all attended the same lecture on &quot;How to respond to your child when they ask for money&quot; in the course called <em>Frugality 101</em> at the School Of Parenting, University Of Life.
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Anyway, my latest encounter came about when i spoke to my parent about my friend Akmal's latest handphone that his parents had bought him. (Hint! Hint!) His handphone boasts a 3.0 megapixel camera that enables him to take photos anytime, anywhere; an organiser to keep him aware of his schedules; a multimedia player that plays songs and videos of various formats; a built-in FM radio to soothe his aural needs; text messages with funky, pre-made emotions for his use; storage space enough for 500+ contacts; and let's not forget the technologies that keep getting better and better - 3G, Bluetooth, Wi-Fi and loads more. Cost? S$400. I mean, let's face it folks. What more could one ask for than 101 functions installed in one cool, portable machine?
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When it became clear that my hard-hearted parents could not be persuaded to fork out the cash to indulge their lovable, eldest offspring (ME!), i decided to take matters into my own hands and take up a part-time job to earn my own.
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It sounded pretty good. S$5 an hour waiting tables at a restaurant in town. It was 'good' until i actually did it, of couse. It was back-breaking work. I had to be on my toes, be courteous and smile all the time until my jaws ached, regardless how ridiculous the patrons' demands are. The customer, after all, is always right. After a month of smiling,......</p>]]></description><author>boichemical</author><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 13:16:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Beatbox]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/chemical_x/post_10907/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<strong>&nbsp;2007-11-30&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;12:06:34</strong> 
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<strong>Check out tis beatbox.... One of my fav...</strong> 
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<strong>&nbsp;2007-11-30&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;11:43:31</strong>
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Hi.. I'm having some problem here...<img src="/Emotions/mozilla/6.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" />
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Recently, i been working with someone which i really hate...
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I mean by hate is not that i hate because of racist or what,
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but i hate because they like bugging things from us...
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Like example if they need something, they will chase you for that things
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not matter what...
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I need some advice.... How shld i prevent from making myself hate them and
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feel down whenever i saw their face...
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Please... Do need ur advice...!!!<img src="/Emotions/dump/1.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" />
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<strong>2007-11-24 (Saturday)&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;16:32:46</strong>
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Yesterday was great...<img src="/Emotions/dump/19.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" />
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Get to spent time wif my gf at nite...
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She treats me pizzahut yesterday...
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We try the new pizza, the &quot;Sambal Chicken Pizza...&quot;
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Guess wat... I gif a rating 10/10... Delicious....
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While we are enjoying the food, i accidently spilled my drinks...
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Hahak... Sowie abt tat baby... 
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Thanks for the treat lurp... U're the best...<img src="/Emotions/dump/9.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absMiddle" />
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<img src="http://image.blog.bitcomet.com/postpic/20071124/4489546_plqfkt071124040545.jpg" alt="Pizza3" title="Pizza" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="320" height="240" />
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<strong>&nbsp;2007-11-22&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;12:40:22</strong>
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<font face="Tahoma" size="2">Woke up in the morning and i feel terrible wif my stomach.</font><img src="/Emotions/dump/20.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absmiddle" />
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<font face="Tahoma" size="2">But i try to force myself to work but the pain just too hurt for me to walk.</font>
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<font face="Tahoma" size="2">So, i inform her tat i seeing the doctor later, and she acknowledge it.</font>
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<font face="Tahoma" size="2">Thanks for letting me see the doct.</font>
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<font face="Tahoma" size="2">Just finish up my breakfast, going to polyclinic now.</font><img src="/Emotions/dump/2.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absmiddle" />
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<font face="courier new" color="#ff6600">PS: Mish my lurp2 sho much.. </font><img src="/Emotions/dump/9.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absmiddle" /><img src="/Emotions/dump/11.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absmiddle" /><img src="/Emotions/dump/12.gif" border="0" alt="" align="absmiddle" />
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