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Crazy

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: Posted from my iPhone - Zul MHS™

My Biggest Regret Ever:

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My biggest regret ever is letting you become my everything. I believed everything you ever told me, all the lies about how you saw us being together some day in the future. I let you become my life, always keeping you in the back in the back of my mind. Always hanging on to the false hope you gave me. I loved you with all my heart and I feel like somewhere deep inside I always will. I ruined every relationship because of you. I’m just scared it’s always going to be this way. I know I should cut all ties and move on with my life. I just can’t find it in my heart to let go yet.

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on-looker by =xthumbtakx on deviantART

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: Posted from my iPhone - Zul MHS™

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Spaghetti Bolognese @FarmBasket

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Gita Gutawa - Idul Fitri 2010 / 1431.

REMINISENCE

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This place have given me the sweetest and most memorable history for me and I wish I can get every Brunei-an to voice-out to the MMN to bring back and re-develop this place for our country.

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Enrique Iglesias - VEVO24s: Enrique Iglesias

From: EnriqueIglesiasVEVO | July 30, 2010 | 1,620,862 views

VEVO Original Series: VEVO24s - Follow Enrique Iglesias for a day as he preps for the release of his new album Euphoria.

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“People say they ‘find’ love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And [he] found a certain love with [her], a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable.”

—	Mitch Albom

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NEW WOSSY…

Some people will tell you magazines are dead. Well we can tell you now that those people are perverts, and the worst kind as well. The sort of depraved fiends that lead to angry mobs of mothers chasing down and cremating innocent bus drivers who happened to have the wrong name in the phone book and lewd gnome in the garden. Magazines are far from dead, and yes we’re aware that you’re reading this online, but please, let’s not split hairs. If you needed proof, you could do worse than pick up issue one of CliNT magazine. A new periodical from the mind of Mark Millar, the man who created Wanted, Kick-Ass andNemesis, the latter having just been optioned for a film directed by Tony Scott.

Source: FHM

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NEW THEME

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FOLLOW ME: infinite_looper

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You had me at hello

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What to subcribe, follow & read (for the Tech Savvy People).

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Here's my list of some cool sites and YouTube channels that I Subcribed or follow on twitter or apps that I downloaded on my iPhone/iPad.

Tech:

*This sites will quench your thirst for tech, gadgets and mobile reviews, so bookmark it and read or watch it for your own amusement.

Entertainment & News:

*So these are some of the links of my casual reads and watch. click away -

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PETER VAN AGTMAEL / MAGNUM

Americans in Iraq: The Troops Staying Behind

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#Brunei Daily

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Big Sean - Home town

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TORN | Natalie Imbruglia

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Still Breathing- Mayday Parade

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NEW IPOD TOUCH

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iPod Touch gets HD video recording and facetime... [link]

iTunes 10 with Ping is now available fro download.

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Download iTunes 10 with Ping now!

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“The girl who is worth it, requires effort.”

—	Jordan Todosey also know as Adam Torres from Degrassi (viaquote-book)

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Happiness

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(withlovenisha)

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. - Denis Waitley.

DOA

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Prayer is a form of religious practice that seeks to activate a volitional connection to God.

We waste most of our time trying to get God to do something He has already done—or praying for God to do something He told us to do.

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(via sunshinemusings)

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brouillon:

A Syrian Muslim girl stands at the top of Mount Qassioun, which overlooks Damascus city, during sunset and prays before eating her Iftar meal on August 22, 2010. (REUTERS/Khaled al-Hariri)

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"We didn’t realize we were making memories; we thought we were just having fun."
-lovethengrowthenlove

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There’s never enough time to do all the nothing you want. - Bill Watterson

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I am craving for a rich chocolate ice cream right now... :')

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One Tree Hill: 3x05 - A Multitude of Casualties

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Monologue:

Brooke: What I wanted? I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say that there is no one else that you could ever be with and that you’d rather be alone than without me. I wanted the Lucas Scott from the beach that night telling the world that he’s the one for me.

Lucas: How was I supposed to know that?

Brooke: You just are…

Tribute to the Nice Girls

2010-08-30T02:47:00.001+08:00

This is my tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who don’t give it up on the first date, who don’t want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they’ve heard a thousand times. This is for the girls who understand that they aren’t perfect and that the guys they’re interested in aren’t either, for the girls who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe… maybe this time he’ll have understood. This is a homage to the girls who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and combat boots, who care more than they should for guys who don’t deserve their attention. This is for those girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from “there are plenty of fish in the sea,” to “time heals all wounds.” This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it.

This is for the girls who have never been in love, but know that it’s an experience that they don’t want to miss out on. For the girls who have sought a night with friends and been greeted by a night of catcalling, rude comments and explicit invitations that they’d rather not have experienced. This is for the girls who have spent their weekends sitting on the sidelines of a beer pong tournament or a cash race, or playing Florence Nightingale for a vomiting guy friend or a comatose crush, who have received a drunk phone call just before dawn from someone who doesn’t care enough to invite them over but is still willing to pass out in their bed. This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt. This is for the girls who have been told that they’re too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend.

This one’s for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won’t because it’s easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with. This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he’s just not ready, he’s just not over her, he’s just not looking to be tied down; this is for the girls who believe the excuses because it’s easier to believe that it’s not that they don’t want you, it’s that they don’t want anyone. This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you’ve returned home alone, for the nights when you’ve seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he’s with to be a random hookup. This is for the girls who have endured party after party in his presence, finally having realized that it wasn’t that he didn’t want a relationship: it was that he didn’t want you. I honor you for the night his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, or said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he’d realize what it was that he already had. This is for the night you realized that it would never happen, and the sunrise you saw the next morning after failing to sleep.

This is for the “I really like you, so let’s still be friends” comment after you read more into a situation than he ever intended; this is for never realizing that when you choose friends, you seldom choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep. This is for the hugs you’ve received from your female friends, for the nights they’ve reassured you that you are beautiful and intelligent and amazing and loyal and truly worthy of a great guy; this is for the despair you all felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that that night the only companionship you’d have was with a pillow and your teddy bear. This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have endured what he was giving because at least he was giving something; this is for the stupidity of the nights we’ve believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we’d have ever wanted. This is for the girls who have been satisified with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don’t think that they deserve more, because they’ve been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys.

This is what I don’t understand. Men sit and question and whine that girls are only attracted to the mean guys, the guys who berate them and belittle them and don’t appreciate them and don’t want them; who use them for sex and think of little else than where their next conquest will be made. Men complain that they never meet nice girls, girls who are genuinely interested and compelling, who are intelligent and sweet and smart and beautiful; men despair that no good women want to share in their lives, that girls play mindgames, that girls love to keep them hanging. Yet, men, I ask you: were you to meet one of these genuinely interested, thrillingly compelling, interesting and intelligent and sweet and beautiful and smart girls, were you to give her your number and wait for her to call… and if you were to receive a call from her the next day and she, in her truthful, loyal, intelligent and straightforward nice girl fashion, were to tell you that she finds you intriguing and attractive and interesting and worth her time and perhaps material from which she could fashion a boyfriend, would you or would you not immediately call your friends to tell them of the “stalker chick” you’d met the night prior, who called you and wore her heart on her sleeve and told the truth? And would you, or would you not, refuse to make plans with her, speak with her, see her again, and once again return to the bar or club or party scene and search once more for this “nice girl” who you just cannot seem to find? Because therein lies the truth, guys: we nice girls are everywhere. But you’re not looking for a nice girl. You’re not looking for someone genuinely interested in your intermural basketball game, or your anatomy midterm grade, or that argument you keep having with your father; you’re looking for a quick fix, a night when you can pretend to have a connection with another human being which is just as disposable as the condom you were using during it.

So don’t say you’re on the lookout for nice girls, guys, when you pass us up on every step you take. Sometimes we go undercover; sometimes we go in disguise: sometimes when that girl in the low cut shirt or the too tight miniskirt won’t answer your catcalls, sometimes you’re looking at a nice girl in whore’s clothing - - we might say we like the attention, we might blush and giggle and turn back to our friends, but we’re all thinking the same thing: “This isn’t me. Tomorrow morning, I’ll be wearing a tee-shirt and flannel shorts, I’ll have slept alone and I’ll be making my hungover best friend breakfast. See through the disguise. See me.” You never do. Why? Because you only see the exterior, you only see the slutty girl who welcomes those advances. You don’t want the nice girl.. so don’t say you’re looking for a relationship: relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we’re willing to extend - - but in return, we’re looking for compassion and loyalty and trust, three things you never seem willing to express. Maybe nice guys finish last, but in the race they’re running they’re chasing after the whores and the sluts and the easy-targets… the nice girls are waiting at the finish line with water and towels and a congratulatory hug (and yes, if she’s a nice girl and she likes you, the sweatiness probably won’t matter), hoping against hope that maybe you’ll realize that they’re the ones that you want at the end of that silly race.

So maybe it won’t last forever. Maybe some of those guys in that race will turn in their running shoes and make their way to the concession stand where we’re waiting; however, until that happens, we still have each other, that silly race to watch, and all the chocolate we can eat (because what’s a concession stand at a race without some chocolate?)

Via - yosoyemily

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GRAY BLACK

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About 1/5 people suffer from Depression

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We can’t take Depression as a joke. Depression is the leading cause for suicide. Depression is accompanied by low self-esteem, and the loss of interest or pleasure in normally enjoyable activities. A person suffering from Depression affects their life significantly - their general health, their relationships, their work or school life, sleeping and eating habits, the list goes on.

Depression isn’t all about sadness. Sadness is a normal reaction to disappointments and struggles. Depression is way beyond that; it’s more than just sadness. Depression isn’t just about feeling like the world is going to fall on you, it’s also about feeling lifeless. Empty. Apathetic.

Symptoms?

You feel withdrawn from family and friends
You find it difficult to concentrate
You think you are worthless
You think life is not worth living
You think you are a failure
You think everything is your fault
You get frustrated easily
You have no confidence
You are tired all the time
You get a lot of headaches and muscle pains
You can’t sleep (Insomnia)
You have a poor appetite

This is to all the people out there who can relate to any of the bolded statements. You may think you are worthless, but to your mother, to your father and to your friends, you are worth something — you are probably worth the world to them; and even more. You may think life is not worth living for, but for one person, your presence is the reason why life is worth living for. You are not a failure, you are successful. You have gone through so many obstacles in your life—so many days, so many years… yet you’re still standing firm. Nothing is your fault, and Nothing is perfect.

It’s not easy to recognise the symptoms and treat it. But at least, when you see a friend, who has been unusually quiet for a period of time, ask her/him what’s up? Don’t tell them to snap out of it, because you’re just as crazy as fuck for saying that.

: Posted from my iPhone -

HOLDING BACK

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“You erased me from your memories because you thought you were holding me back from having a full and happy life. But you made a mistake. Being with you is the only way I could have a full and happy life. You’re the girl of my dreams… and apparently, I’m the man of yours.”

—	Henry, 50 First Dates

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IPAD IN-CAR INSTALLS

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ZOMG!!! I really want this in my car... hopefully the guys at Audio Crest can do this for me.

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PARTY

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party in reykjavik (by Jim Hejl)

Posted via email from gossip-live's posterous

2010-08-29T03:24:00.001+08:00

Had two boxes of Pizza today and still with some left overs. Anybody hungry? Well I know I am... hmmm where did I put that other box of pizza just now?? ;)

DID YOU EVER?

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“Did it ever occur to you that you’re so caught up in trying to make the right choice that you’ve never stopped to consider the possibility that maybe, just maybe I am the right choice for you, and others were only ideas planted in your mind to distract you from making your choices..."

⌘C & ⌘V

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If this is real, I'd sell my car for this!!

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GORILLAZ

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One of my favorite band from the 90's...

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TRUTH IS -

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Sometimes it's better to be clueless about what's happening around you rather than knowing every bit of information that would silently kill you.

THE MAN

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SOCIAL NETWORK

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A social network is a social structure made up of individuals (or organizations) called “nodes,” which are tied (connected) by one or more specific types of interdependency, such as friendship, kinship, common interest, financial exchange, dislike, sexual relationships, or relationships of beliefs, knowledge or prestige. We use them as a platform of connectivity on the internet be it on your smart phone or on your computer.

We use this social networks to be in the loop with our friends and family. Updating our statuses, posting pictures and quotes are by all means if necessary. But the people are the problem in this social network problems… Instead of connecting people, this so called social networks are also known to be used in expressing one’s frustrations and depression, even some have caused more harm than good for ill activities such as stalking, cyber-bullying, attention seeking, cheap publicity and etc.

Some of these social networks were even categorized and judged as how people use them. I admit and swear that this is one of the reason why I was impractically outcasted by my family just because of a f*cking Drama Queen B*tch on facebook posted some stupid statement which she neglected to see the impact that it might have on others.

So, this is my impression of these social network that I’m on but yeah whatever… I still love em. ;)

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CALL ME SNAZZY ;)

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Photographer: rikkims

Words: smilesaregolden

- Reasons why most people say “Nothing” when asked “What’s wrong?”

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They don’t feel like explaining because they’re afraid you won’t understand.
It’ll make them feel worse if they do because the subject is just being brought up again.
They don’t know what’s wrong.
Privacy / Personal space
Afraid of being judged.
They don’t want anyone worrying about them.
Tired of hearing the lie that “It’ll be alright.”
It’s obviously about you.
They just don’t want to talk about it.

Mac|Life SEPT.2010 COVER

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MEN'S HEALTH SEPT. 2010 COVER

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VIBE - SEPT. 2010 COVER

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