tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54752988162989547112012-02-16T03:20:49.507-08:00Zur Azah Natasha, I heart you CONGEK :)Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-71264346334737244822010-12-13T08:57:00.000-08:002010-12-13T08:58:41.577-08:00<span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Now, im very in love with her, she is my ROCKSTAR :). Her name is Zur Azah Natasha. She change me a lot much. Nw, i really happy with her. She my drugs. Arghhhhhh! I love you so much sygggg!<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-7126434633473724482?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-16634938713899774542009-11-25T09:01:00.000-08:002009-11-25T09:02:30.785-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Hari tok tek aku bjln2 ngurass di SPRING.. then di cia org makan .. heheheh kenyang perut.. boring........... zzzzzz !! aku sik da mud nak tulis.. chow2 hahhahaahhaha<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-1663493871389977454?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-67987756164056474982009-11-23T23:52:00.000-08:002009-11-23T23:54:12.346-08:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mengapa perut kita lapar ?? Perut kita lapar di sebabkan kita tidak makan.. hahhaha !! aku sebenarnya lapar tok... ku makan lok.. hahahhah !!!</span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-6798775616405647498?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-68751178913943273482009-11-13T09:48:00.000-08:002009-11-13T09:54:45.273-08:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/Sv2b7ckFCNI/AAAAAAAAACk/YTyC_j9yMG8/s1600-h/15440_104091586273408_100000177014832_111273_373655_n.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/Sv2b7ckFCNI/AAAAAAAAACk/YTyC_j9yMG8/s400/15440_104091586273408_100000177014832_111273_373655_n.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">SAYA SAYANG CINTA LOVE WO AI NI DGN CONGEK :DD</span></span><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-6875117891394327348?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-64944170115459797462009-10-31T11:57:00.002-07:002009-10-31T11:58:45.457-07:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Menguras bersama2 teman di SPRING !! hehehe :)) !! besss abissss !! layan !! thanks friends !! i love u all :))</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-6494417011545979746?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-1205331359278035242009-10-31T11:57:00.001-07:002009-10-31T11:57:52.910-07:00har<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-120533135927803524?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-14348006868469430262009-10-25T23:39:00.000-07:002009-10-25T23:45:45.220-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1a.jpg" alt="MeaningOfLove1a" width="191" height="130" /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:BrockScript;font-size:130%;" > Since a very long time ago, people have searched for the meaning of love. But even the great philosophers, with their profound definitions, could not fully touch its true essence. In a survey of 4-8 year olds, kids share their views on love. But what do little kids know about love? Read on and be surprised that despite their young and innocent minds, kids already have a simple but deep grasp of that four-letter word. <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "When someone loves you, the way she says your name is different. You know that your name is safe in her mouth." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at him because you know it would hurt his feelings." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss but they look happy and sometimes they dance in the kitchen while kissing." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared she won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only does she still love you, she loves you even more." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "There are 2 kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they've know each other so well." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is-if you hold hands and sit beside each other in the cafeteria. That means you're in love. Otherwise, you can sit across from each other and be okay." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Don't feel so bad if you don't have a boyfriend. There's lots of stuff you can do without one." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "If you want somebody to love you, then just be yourself. Some people try to act like somebody else, somebody the boy likes better. I think the boy isn't being very good if he does this to you and you should just find a nicer boy." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day" <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "When you're born and see your mommy for the first time. <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is what makes people hide in the dark corners of movie theaters." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love goes on even when you stop breathing and you pick up where you left off when you reach heaven." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "My enemies taught me how to love." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "You have to fall in love before you get married. Then when you're married, you just sit around and read books together." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we wouldn't be caught dead saying." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "You never have to be lonely. There's always somebody to love, even if it's just a squirrel or a kitten." <br /> <img src="http://home.att.net/%7Escorh2/MeaningOfLove1b.gif" alt="MeaningOfLove1b" width="28" height="34" /> <br /> "You can break love, but it won't die." <br /> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-1434800686846943026?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-89859819588737849872009-10-24T22:13:00.002-07:002009-10-24T22:15:32.406-07:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why aku cant stop think about her ?? haaaa !! apa ka aku tok.. haishh !! org down kedak aku tok !! dammmmmmnnnnnn !!! tauk la org nektok carik "UP" jak.. huh !! xpa2 !! kita tok apa jak ada nak !! but aku ttp cool... everynight bah aku think bout nya... huhuhuhu ;((<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-8985981958873784987?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-35408993809822917892009-10-24T22:13:00.001-07:002009-10-24T22:13:16.918-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-3540899380982291789?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-90894353128393514242009-10-23T10:51:00.000-07:002009-10-23T11:03:06.907-07:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : syg2 .. haha..<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : apa ?? ahahhaa Oi2<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : pa plh tek ??<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : hp mek rusak.. mek pakey hp emma jadi no semua ilang...<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : guz la !! hahah !! ( meres juak kau hoe ... haha )<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : haishh .. no ktk ilang juak la...<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : ow.. ( ya jak di tauk kau ka .. haha )<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : Mek update blog tok...<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : 016******* .. no mek.. ( maka aku hapal no nya.. sngaja mok tanyak agik bah.. hahha )<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : okay2 .. haha.. tak pa plh ??<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : xda pa2 ... ya borink tok... haha xda geng hahaha.. ( bok nak carik aku kau hoe.. hahha guro jak bah yunk !! ) ahhaa !!<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : ahahah ... duhal... mek dari tadik mikey idea apa nak di tulis kat blog mek tok !! haishhh !! ahahah<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : ow.. tulis la... AREEQ sayang EYMA.. hahha !! (apakhapakhapakhapkhapkha )<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Areeq : mena ar.. mek tulis tok... hahahha tggu jak..<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eyma : tulis la !! x org gago.. hhaaha<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Dhya tek aku pun trus tulis.. hhahahaha ! suka bah beguro dgn ny tok... haishhh !! lamak bah sik beguro kedak tok... p yalah janji tetap janji !! terpaksa ngembak mkn pizza hut kelak k kereta CEMARI... hahahha ;)</span></span><br /></span><br /></span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-9089435312839351424?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-53940647492733179862009-10-23T10:32:00.001-07:002009-10-23T10:34:18.513-07:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">malam tok... huh... xpat aie xpat... siyesly.. ku polah2 jak happy but... ati bukan2.. huhuhu... ;( shiyall.... can't stop thinking bout her... haishh... damnn !! hope she got her own happy life... amin !! today is a fucking day i ever had... shitness in my life.. suck !!<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-5394064749273317986?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-90100222692482059682009-10-23T04:58:00.000-07:002009-10-23T05:01:10.715-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tanOtAyo4yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tanOtAyo4yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-9010022269248205968?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-69269553934146803672009-10-23T01:54:00.000-07:002009-10-23T01:55:36.162-07:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">We drive tonight,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And you are by my side.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> We're talking about our lives,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> Like we've known each other forever.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> The time flies by,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> With the sound of your voice.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> Its close to paradise,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> With the end surely near.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And if i could only stop the car</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And hold onto you,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And never let go (and never let go)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> I'll never let go (i'll never let go)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> As we round the corner</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> To your house</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> You turned to me and said,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> "i'll be going through withdrawal of you </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> For this one night we have spent."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And, i want to speak these words</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> But i guess i'll just bite my tongue,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And accept "someday, somehow"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> As the words that we'll hang from.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> 'cause i ('cause i..), i don't want to make things any worse. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> 'cause i, i don't want to make things any worse. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> Why does tonight, have to end?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> Why don't we hit restart,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And pause it at our favorite parts.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> We'll skip the goodbyes.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> If i had it my way,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> I'd turn the car around and runaway,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> Just you and i.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> 'cause i ('cause i..), i don't want to make things any worse. (any worse)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And i (i..), i don't want to speak these words</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> 'cause i, i don't want to make things</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> And i, i don't want to make things any worse</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-6926955393414680367?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-56705140872725315592009-10-22T21:22:00.001-07:002009-10-22T21:32:23.500-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_0SIxzI/AAAAAAAAABc/iV3h7S9UnF4/s1600-h/888888.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_0SIxzI/AAAAAAAAABc/iV3h7S9UnF4/s320/888888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395646601979545394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_dCUsLI/AAAAAAAAABU/0PCgA9i-DF0/s1600-h/f3790f477aa6306a.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_dCUsLI/AAAAAAAAABU/0PCgA9i-DF0/s320/f3790f477aa6306a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395646595739201714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_e0brfI/AAAAAAAAABM/TWWMIdqZaMA/s1600-h/ddec26d1860d92a4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv_e0brfI/AAAAAAAAABM/TWWMIdqZaMA/s320/ddec26d1860d92a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395646596217810418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv-xho_II/AAAAAAAAABE/7WIJYrDeM08/s1600-h/2011b39e59fe3f1c.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv-xho_II/AAAAAAAAABE/7WIJYrDeM08/s320/2011b39e59fe3f1c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395646584059395202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv-hAQvvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BA2bbJHztXo/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuEv-hAQvvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BA2bbJHztXo/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395646579624427250" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-5670514087272531559?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-2337028587811317342009-10-22T10:33:00.000-07:002009-10-22T10:44:05.217-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://haztalaviztarastafarya.com/"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></span></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Shitness aku boring tahap dewa tok !! huhu !! sik tak nak polah apa jadi aku layan lagu yang emo sikit.. TIGER LILY by Matchbook Romace.. zzzzzz</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-233702858781131734?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475298816298954711.post-77437120926763458252009-10-22T09:47:00.000-07:002009-10-22T10:54:37.223-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuCNqsVNlUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/toKVOhQnoZU/s1600-h/z.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiR2Fdup46k/SuCNqsVNlUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/toKVOhQnoZU/s320/z.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395468118184006978" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Aku lamak dah sik bukak blogg aku.. then aku dah lupak pass !! bodo sik !! kimak bah !! tempa bah palak aku mikey pass ya.. dah nyawa demam !! gai juak eyh ! hahah !! :) !! tapi apa2 pun ! ku terpaksa polah baru ! shitnesss !! sikpa2 ! nak lamak ya gai juak bh... hahahhahahaha !! soo !! Kita ENJOY !! yeaaa !!!!</span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5475298816298954711-7743712092676345825?l=haztalaviztarastafarya.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tareq Azizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08517822070730067840noreply@blogger.com0