<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:50:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BiRth oF FiDDLer</title><subtitle type='html'>Denying reality..
Denying fate...
Denying truth....
It all ends here.....

Birth of FiDDLer......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-9040209128407710864</id><published>2008-12-16T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:13:46.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Phase in Life</title><content type='html'>Knock, knock!!&lt;br /&gt;WhuS tEre????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Me..*Like DuHz*.. Lame right?? Haha.. Oh well, today is the last off day. The next 2 sets of shift, I will be on PM. 6 days of hell night. How am i gonna pass the night?? Guess I will be spending the night studying. Haven't been studying lately. Got to get back to my books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was NerDy E'ah brother birthday, Abg Mi. Funny right to call him that. Oh well, respect mar. Was at her place the whole day. Played PSP(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;which she made the thing go crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;), then cleaned the house to get ready for the birthday party. Was really nice to do all these things in a while together. Felt like HUSBAND n WIFE!!! **Kwang3**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, I guess its going up to another phase in life. Her parents are really nice people. They are open about the things that are happening in the world today. They support they give us young adults. That is what every child wants from a parent. I am not trying to say that my parents are bad. They are great too. Oh well.. Which parent don't want the best for their child right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to get my Playstation 3. Back to the gaming days! Really lost touch of the days where you just play game to forget about everything that is around you. It just makes you feel so relax. I hope either Mama will half2 with me or Cik Yasmin decide to half2(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;God, lembut kan lah hati dorang. Hehe....&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really shagged out... Going to bunk now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-9040209128407710864?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/9040209128407710864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=9040209128407710864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/9040209128407710864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/9040209128407710864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-phase-in-life.html' title='A new Phase in Life'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-4713361224106940017</id><published>2008-12-13T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:59:23.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bored Her</title><content type='html'>This is what my beloved does when she is bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63J8gNM5omc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63J8gNM5omc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-4713361224106940017?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/4713361224106940017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=4713361224106940017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4713361224106940017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4713361224106940017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored-her.html' title='The Bored Her'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-2549238054430787201</id><published>2008-12-06T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:52:41.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of 2008....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 2008 is here. January 2009 will be coming soon. Time has always been the important factor in everyone's life. A baby or an adult. How we make use of this time we have, boils down to each individual. I know I have made full use of it.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A review of what happened in 2008 and did it benefit me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Move on from a past relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Got a good Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- A new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Going after my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those were the major events that happened for the past year. Suhaila is a thing in the past. Fathiha is the OBSESSION now. I have a job that I like. Most importantly, I am working hard and going after my dreams and ambitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I left the Sepak Takraw arena long time. Miss playing it a lot. I guess i have to wake up and realize what is important for me now. My nenek always remind me, " Susah, susah dulu.. Senang, senang kemudian...". I truly believe that. How hard is for me to get what I want, I'll perservere. No matter what. I believe that one day, it will help me a lot. In terms of life and career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fathiha has been a good gf to me. With my moody days, and days when I was down and out. She took everything in. I am really sorry baby.. Though there are still loads of things we still have to discover about each other, I am sure we can do it. I will always be by your side no matter what baby. I promise you I will never leave you behind.. Never ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family have been great. I decided to take steps to change certain culture, certain behaviour we had. Mum is now more sporting, open minded. I just bought for Hairi his birthday present. Happy 13th Birthday Hairi. Lets sing a birthday song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Zul Hairi,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you..................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abang wish you will do well in whatever endeavours you have in life and will always be there to back you up! Please, please, please take care of yourself!!!! If you have any problems, please come and talk to me. You don't have to be shy. If I can help you for sure I will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lastly, you know who you are. This is not a dig at you all. I just want you all to realize that because of you, my poor gf is affected. There are no free things in the world. If you are not interested, say it out. She can find someone else to do it with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-2549238054430787201?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/2549238054430787201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=2549238054430787201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/2549238054430787201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/2549238054430787201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-2008.html' title='The end of 2008....'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-7229072473161752878</id><published>2008-10-22T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:56:29.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing Upon A Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FooOOooHhhh~~~~ Its been a long time ever since i last updated this blog. Like i last mentioned, it aint matter whether i blog or not. No1 cares!! Hahah.. The past weeks have been really nice. Love life improved greatly. Seeing the soft side of Nerdy E'ah made me reli happy. Nothing else matters. Work as per normal. Personal life as usual.. Nothing much changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari Raya was nice. Getting to meet me all my relatives and cousins.. It had been a long time since we last sat n talked. Every1 is so bz with work life, love life. It aint like how it used to be when we can meet every weekend. Slept at each other place and just do stupid funny stuffs throughout the nite. Haha.. And this yr was my 1st yr giving out money!! It felt nice. No more waiting or wishing upon the Green Packets filled with hopefully red notes!!! Haha.. Going out visiting with her frens was nice. It was a changed. The hot weather, the nonsensical jokes.. Was nice.. The best ting during this month was Nerdy E'ah finally looked more like a lady! With the traditional clothes and stuff.. FuuuH!!! Was she hot or wat!!! Lolz.. Sori eh dear.. I noe u dun like me to praise u.. But i m juz telling the truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 more weeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 more days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the FiDDLer's 22nd Birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To b excited?? Hmmm... I doubt so.. The 21st Birthday was pathetic. No1 cared.. Even the x her.. She even forgot to wish me.. Though i noe tiz is a new beginning for me.. I dun expect much. To be with Nerdy E'ah on that day would be more than sufficient. Be it my family dun care, my cousins dun even remember.. No big issues.. I have always been the blacksheep in their eyes. No prezzies or even a wish.. Haiz.. I always end up cryin on my birthday.. Oh well.. Wats the big deal about birthdays anyway!!!! Haha.. If i get no prezzies, i shall get myself prezzies then.. Hmmm.. Shall tink bout wat i should get for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day when i get married and have a family for myself, I swear that i will not be like my parents. They do not understand wat is the meaning of family bonding. Family time. Understanding each other feelings. To even juz ignore ur own child, throw him into the sea and let him drown.. Struggling.. Not even asking him whether he has any problems. Simple questions like tt.. Its so hard to hear from them. I will neve b like them. Money is not everyting. I dun need money.. I need the attention. You dun wan to give me the attention, then be it.. You wanna practise favouritism, go ahead!! One day you will noe who loves u most.. In time of hardship, you will noe who u can depend on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I truly believe now that every1 is for himself. Nerdy E'ah's parents treat me so much nicer than my own parents. N its only bout the simple tings that they ask n do to me. The small actions that i do to them that they see the goodness in me. M not sayin my own parents are not good. But they dun try to sit n see by good side in me. The bad side, the people i mix wif.. Neve judge its book by its cover as the saying goes. N i will neve ever stop believing in tt..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-7229072473161752878?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/7229072473161752878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=7229072473161752878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/7229072473161752878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/7229072473161752878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/10/wishing-upon-star.html' title='Wishing Upon A Star'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-3749734723333975314</id><published>2008-09-29T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:48:14.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The past will shape you to what you are for the present and the future? Hmmm.. Hope so.. Its in one of the lines i read in a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The shadow of your past does helps to make you into a better person. Maybe because you tend to avoid those bitter scenarios or situations that you might have gone through before. Here i am, stuck in the shadow of my past. For a moment. i thought that i could be happy and be merry with the person i love most, but little did i know that the nightmares came back. Being ignored, shouted and scolded repeatedly for a mistake that you do not know whether your are right or wrong. Vulgarities hurled at you straight in the face. Scary.. I need some one. Some one who can take me away from all that. I know its all in the past, but no one will under stand the hurt that has brought upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To add to this inner fear i have for relationships and bad treatment, she can't do it. I don't blame her for it. She ain't the type to comfort you and be by your side. But who shall i look for if i needed some one to be there for me?? Hmmm.. Sorry guys, after Hari Raya AidilFitri, i might be shutting this blog down. At least i have this blog to talk to i guess(ALONE). Haha.. Gile rite??? But who cares.. That is what a blog is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God had put me through so many test. Putting me through hardship. With the past i had, with my family, friends. I am glad this is all over for me. I miss my uncles, cousins and aunties. The month where you get together and be happy with your closest relatives and friends. Without doubt there will be more challenges to come but going through the last two years of my life was really a roller-coaster rite. I finally could breathe clean air. I finally can feel that i am walking the correct path of life.  Thanks Allah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now back to cleaning up the house. Haha!! Mama really making use of me... Lolz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before i forget, friends... Senang2 come my hse k for raye.. The address you can call me for it.. How u can call me??? Tag up la.. Then i give u my hp number and address.. Till then Happy Kemasing!!(Too early to wish hari raya leh!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-3749734723333975314?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/3749734723333975314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=3749734723333975314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/3749734723333975314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/3749734723333975314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-7289232022678161370</id><published>2008-09-20T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:14:15.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time has proven......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It has been a month plus and it is proven that time does changes everything. Nerdy E'ah is opening up to me. Our one month anniversary, her birthday celebration.... She finally is moved. Haha.. Let me spare the details ba! Lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fasting month is coming to an end soon. It has been a fruitful one. I guess during the holy month is when an individual sits back and just reflects about his purpose in life and the things he has achieved in life. That is what i did though. I have not achieved much yet. Rather i gained something that is so valuable in me. I moved on from my past. Learnt to be a stronger person. Met some1 great!!! The childish personality, the fun personality still do exists hor! Lolz.. A job which I will work on to achieve my dream. Insyallah, God will guide me to the correct path one day. A journey that i dream of.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A good son, a good brother.... Is it so hard to do it? My brothers are respectful of me, but is it a force tingy coz of my bad temper that they are afraid to go against me or it is a mutual sincere feeling towards me. I give them every support they need from me. I protect them when ever they are in trouble. I even dare to die for them to protect them. My chance of going to NUS was tarnished coz i thought they are the ones that matters. I want them to have a brighter future. To do well. I have gone thru hardship, unlike them. I noe how to survive. Do they see this?? Hmmm.. Are they moved by this?? I really dunno..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss MAMA. I miss how MAMA show love towards me. I noe she cares for me a lot. Fadli Fadli.. When are you gonna change ur attitude?? I have too.. 22 years old liao. I must gain some respect. And before i gain that, i have to give respect to people 1st. Where do i start? From my parents. MAMA, PAPA.. I promise i will give u all the respect in the world. No more shouting back and i will heed ur advices. I will grow up. Frens, you might be wondering why suddenly the change in attitude. Hmmm.. I guess its time up for me. You never noe when you or ur parents might leave one day(CHOI!!), might as well start now when they are around you. Maturity has got into me i guess. But the stupid, fun, crazy Fadli will still be around!!! Lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E'ah.. Ur the reason that made me wanna get on the good path. You made me feel like some1 respected. Some1 important, some1 that is worth to be good too.. Thank you so much dearie. U mean a lot to me. I made some really big decision in life. N i noe its worth it.. Anyway HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY to you Baby.. Hope you will remember that 1st birthday surprise i had for u and there will be more to come.. Lolz.. Love u loads darLz!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-7289232022678161370?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/7289232022678161370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=7289232022678161370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/7289232022678161370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/7289232022678161370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-has-proven.html' title='Time has proven......'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-1177367217170259075</id><published>2008-09-15T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:31:33.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th August 2008 was the day 2 people came together. Zul Fadli and Nur Fathiha. 2 people with different personality joined as one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th September 2008 was their 1st Month Anniversary. Baby, we survived one month!!!(Mcm torturing like that.. Haha.. No its not ok!!). Its so nice to have her by my side. Her cuteness her personality and her being her. That is what attracts me most. The fact that i can relate her as a fren and my love 1 is the most important. Life has been great having her around. Baby we still got many2 months to go.. Happy 1st Month Baby once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today at work was really bored. Gosh! I can't wait to get my hands on more major stuffs. Work is great but i am too hungry for more things. Fadli, can't u just take it slow!!! Argh! I guess the only motivation I have in mind is, be a master on the current development at the moment. So when you move higher, you will not have any problems. I thank God for giving me this opportunity to let me have this job. Yes, it maybe stupid to have a dream to do Networking in life. At least i don't dread going to work or hating the things I do at work. Most people end up hating the job they do at work. I am lucky that I am doing something that i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mummy got me another student. Hmmm.... Primary 3.. Slow student.. Have to be patient. To take or not to take. Zam PSLE is ending soon. Meaning no additional income after that. I guess I have to take it up. Oh well, it feels good if you are able to nurture these kind of student. I have always bear in mind what Mr Sada(my pri 6 form teacher) said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" There is no stupid student, just plain lazy.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. It is so true!!! Haha... Practise makes perfect. My motto to studying. CCNA is my 1st step by the end of the year. How i wish all these stuffs do not need money!! Haha.. Just cause of money, all these have to wait. Money does make certain things go round. Kwang3.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tts all folKs!!! Till then.. Amigos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-1177367217170259075?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/1177367217170259075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=1177367217170259075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1177367217170259075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1177367217170259075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-month-anniversary.html' title='1st Month Anniversary'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-2356637380377560199</id><published>2008-09-12T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:13:01.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby E'ah, if your reading this, please do not misunderstand what i m tryin to say ok?? U noe rite at the end of the day the person i love and the person i wanna spend the rest of my life with is u rite?? Remember 17/08/2010??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiddler was harsh today. Suhaila called and i decided to be a bastard and ignored her totally. It is reli so unlike me to treat her that way. Since she has always thought that her decision is always right, the Fiddler will also assume what he is doing is right too. Calls ignored, calls rejected, calls were left unattended. She cried.. Never once throughout the 5 years i knew her she cried that way. Little tears started coming out. But never will i give in to my emotions. I just had to tell her that we  are done. Nothing is left between us anymore. Even love. Memories will always stay in our mind, but others will be washed away. Deep down in her, her actions, her words.. She is still holding on the FiDDLer. But he will never ever give in to that, coz FiDDLer have found a wonderful replacement who is better than her. Respect, appreciating me and understanding me when i voice our someting. FiDDLer's last words.. " I'm sorry Suhaila, i know i was being a bastard. You have your frens, family and Rendra. And that is what matters" (qouting you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was 1st day at work! Been sick the last 3 days!! Damn sucky ar.. But i shall not give in to the stupid virus. Haha!!! Oh well.. Been feeling much better with Nerdy E'ah's company. Though she did not really pamper me much but oh well. I just had to adapt right. Tanx baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work was crazy.. Tryin to tell myself not to give in to the sickness and concentrate on work. Worst of all was, i felt insulted with some comments. Hmmm.. We young engineers aren't capable enough is it. Not experience enuough can gain experience through practise and guidance right??????? Please consider that ok... Oh well, though i  understand that we are new but... Oh well.. If my talents or capabilites ain't good enough, be it.. One day i will work harder and prove that i am worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will be busy the next few days to prepare for someting for Nerdy E'ah.. LEcEH ar bday bday ni semua!!! HAHAH!!! Kidding gal... Lolz.. Baby i promise u i will do someting rite.. I will do it.. Juz keep to what you promise me.. N i will be the last person to wish u.. Not the 1st!!! Boring sia.. Every1 wants to b the 1st... Lolz!!! For a change i will be the last ok?????? Lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19.. Hmmmm.. 3 yrs ago.. How was it like to b 19.. Lolz.. Anyway... Juz get ready k baby!!! It will be one hell of a night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-2356637380377560199?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/2356637380377560199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=2356637380377560199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/2356637380377560199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/2356637380377560199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/right-decision.html' title='The Right Decision'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-1056604841622689539</id><published>2008-09-07T09:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:52:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She got This tHAng Going</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One more week, there u go! Fadli and Fathiha 1st month annivesary. 30 days of fun, love and more love. Too bad there was that one day we did not meet. Haha.. Oh well, babe! I kept my promise liao! Told you that i will keep to my promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              I want to tell you that can you help me forget her in my dreams? Haiz, all the bad memories i have with her. I am really scared to go to sleep. Why does the bad memories stays in my mind constantly. Is it that hard for me to juz take it easy and juz forget the past? Just to b frens wif her. At the end of the day we are human beings who made mistakes. Sobz...... The last few days have been bad. Din reli sleep well, scared to go to sleep.. Guess i have to get back to my sleeping pills again during my off days. If only u can tell me wat to do bloggy. I m feelin so tired already. I wanna rest. E'ah needs my attention!! I WAN TO SLEEP!! I WAN TO SLEEP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last few days have been reli nice. E'ah is opening up to me nowadays. Seeing how she cuddles up to me when we r in our manje mood melts me. So how tomboyish she is she does have ke keWANITAAN side!! Kwang3.. Nowadays i will look forward to spend my 3 off days wif her.. Coz she is wat matters in my life nowadays. Some of the pics we have taken. Check it out PpLe!! She look so cute la (though it is a bias comment from me, but HECK!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s280.photobucket.com/albums/kk173/zulsmolik07/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FidDleR0064-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk173/zulsmolik07/FidDleR0064-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cool rite her so called cheerleader look!! Lolz.. Abit bitchy la!! Haha!! Anyway Nerdy E'ah is going to Avril's concert today! Its like FINALLY for her!! Cant imagine her small build among the crowds. She will b like a lost child sia! Kwang3.. Gonna pick Nerdy E'ah up at Kallang after her concert. N after that dunno where to head for dinner sia. Tink TInk TINk TINK!! Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wah, eyes too tired liao.. Guess im gonna take a nap. Damn tired liao!! I will blog when i will blog again!! ChiaoZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-1056604841622689539?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/1056604841622689539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=1056604841622689539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1056604841622689539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1056604841622689539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-got-this-thang-going.html' title='She got This tHAng Going'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-1575499077277672017</id><published>2008-09-02T02:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:51:14.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're a falling star, You're the get away car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you're the perfect thing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're a mystery, you're from outer space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're every minute of my everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you know that's what our love can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're every song, and I sing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause you're my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-1575499077277672017?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/1575499077277672017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=1575499077277672017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1575499077277672017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1575499077277672017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-song.html' title='Our Song'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-6882081719965101077</id><published>2008-08-31T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:35:53.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep doWn iN me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiddling on this computer chair, i wonder.. What is a real relationship? 22Years living in the fiddled world. I haven not found the answer to it. Sacrifices after sacrifices. Accepting one's flaws, trying to b matured when u noe u cant. I reli wonder. Ex-SHE expected a lot from me. Being this and that.. I tried, but failed. Now the present-SHE, takes a relationship very easy. Y is it always the FiDDLer trying to make tings work but neve the other way round. Its reli tired to do all this, but love is blind ain't it. Deep down my heart aches. Reli pain.. The FiDDLer is Happy but reli scared.. Scared that the present-SHE will juz end all this. I dun mind doin anyting for her. For her to b happy.. Haiz**wateva ar!! Im crapping**.. FiDDLer aint feelin real good. b4 u get, u want it so much, after u get its juz taking it easy aint it.. **Slapz face, ur strong FiDDLer!! Wake up!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 days n running, i reli doubt there was a day only me n her had private moments for the whole day. Kind of sad though.. but too bad FiDDLer, she feels happier when she is wif her frens, not u.. Ur juz tere n tere to fill her life up. Oh well, its only 17 days mar!! Kwang3.. Sad2 for wat rite. Remember FiDDLer always belives being in love is not juz being happy but to accept ur partner's flaw no matter wat. Stick to that! Hahaa.. For how long i will b able to do tt?? I reli dunno.. Life is unpredictable.. Life will neve b smooth, so is love.. I noe that presently i love her and i do wanna spend the rest of my life wif her. Hope Allah will bless me wif that. I reli m too tired to start all over again. She needs time now i noe but i cant help but feelin sad sometimes that i dun get reli much attention like how she gives attention to her frens.. Time, time n time.. Time is the best cure for everyting meh?!!! Fuck! Now im getting irritated. **I am juz crapping la i guess**. Dunno wat to type liao la!!! SObz.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-6882081719965101077?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/6882081719965101077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=6882081719965101077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/6882081719965101077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/6882081719965101077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/deep-down-in-me.html' title='Deep doWn iN me'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-4893463296871415567</id><published>2008-08-30T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:11:43.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Towning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seoul Garden - YuMMY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Town -  FuN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KrumPLer - NiCe2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AdiDas Shoe - ChiO ke PE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After so long of CWP and esplanade, its finally to town!!! WooOOHoooOOO~~ NIce la.. Just bein myself, making noise, doing stupid stuffs and laughing non-stop.. FiDDLer reli had fun. tHough tere was a bit of misunderstanding, im happy that the day turned out fine. It Nerdy E'ah 1st viSit to Seoul Garden!! Gosh!! Her Look was so JakuN sia!! Lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At town, i was lookINg foR a blACK shoe!! Nerdy E'ah chose it for me.. Damn Nice la!! So i got it!! Love it though. Was afraid i will look funny in it. But nice2. Got a kruMpler Bag for Nerdy E'ah since she needed it. Paisey2 koNon!! **TumbuK aru tahU** :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reli felt haPPy today!! need to sleep now.. Headin to the gym tomorrow!! Work out!! Nite2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-4893463296871415567?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/4893463296871415567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=4893463296871415567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4893463296871415567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4893463296871415567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/towning.html' title='Towning..'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-8142182238127989722</id><published>2008-08-25T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:37:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Replacement... She is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Str DayS oF fun, love n mOre LOVE in the air. Fireworks, lepAkingZ n beIn bELo.. GOSH!! Haven done tt for a long long time. I felt different. The fiDDLer is feelin different. Life has never been more fun than being my these new ALIENS around me[KWang, KWAng, KWANg!!!!]. Shekyn, anuar, karem, yana and my new replacement in LIFE, Nerdy E'ah. Baby, ur the best la.. Tanx so much for letting me b myself. The crazy me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We so called took our 1st pic together. Its kinda sad that it was a bit blur. So i tried editing it a bit.. N it turned out cute to me.. i LOvve it so much. We look so cute n silly!! Oh well, who cares.. as long i happy can liao wor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://s471.photobucket.com/albums/rr74/zul-fadli/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Us1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr74/zul-fadli/Us1.jpg" alt="Our First..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She slowly opening up to me. Getting comfortable being wif me. I was so happy to see her girlish side in her. Her smile her laughter, her silliness. Haha.. I cant stop smilling tinking bout it. Baby, u remember what i told u on the 22/8/08? My Everything? My Life.. U r rite now.. U r.. You  make me feel as if im the luckiest person on earth. Tere isn't a day that we haven met.. Hope these continues. It feels so nice to see u.. The silly u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://s471.photobucket.com/albums/rr74/zul-fadli/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03495.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr74/zul-fadli/DSC03495.jpg" alt="BeLo woR" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd day, of quitting ciggy campaign.. Damn!! reli shiong wor!! But dear, as i typin tiz im smoking my 1st stick!! cannot tahan ar.. hingus asik melilih leh!!! Lolz.. Hope u dun mind k!!! I noe u wun!! Hehe.. Tok to u on msn sweetie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiDDLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-8142182238127989722?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/8142182238127989722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=8142182238127989722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/8142182238127989722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/8142182238127989722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-replacement-she-is.html' title='My Replacement... She is...'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-8207088924619843852</id><published>2008-08-20T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:39:33.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does the Past Matters?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HeLL NO!! Who cares bout the past when u have the present and let's look forward for the future!! Haha.. Damn! Freaking long long day today. Been damn bz at work. Calls after calls, case after case.. Can go crazy sia like that. Oh well, tomorrow is the last day of shift.. ENDURE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The past shapes and prepares you for the present and the present prepares you for the future. My teenage life was hell of a crazy one. Ups and downs, lefts n rights.. Right decisions, wrong decisions.. Now adult life, is totally a brand new start. Me aint gonna be foolish, childish or stupid anymore. Now i truly appreciate the present. Nerdy E'ah!!! My new obsession.Her smell!!!!! I cant stop smelling her!!! God Dammit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mummy has always nagged at me to learn to b independent, thrifty.. Now i understand what she means by that. Work aint easy.. N to study n work is worst.. But oh well, i reli cant wait to get back to my computer books. A dream to work as a network engineer internationally has been my dream since poly. Not easy.. But i will neve give up that dream of mine. If so many pple have achieved their dream, y cant i.. Nerdy E'ah, i promise u to give u a blissful life.. Mummy, i promise u i will neve disappoint u.. I wanna bring fame to my family n love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, foo seng(my shift partner) and i came up wif a new motto. FREE STUFF AINT GOOD, GOOD STUFF AINT CHEAP!!! It is so damn bloody true!! Lolz.. Talking bout work, working in a data centre is crazy. My body is like in a heywire!! Always feeling cold, even perspire come out oso cold!! Siao rite!!! Lolz.. Still having a light fever but oh well.. got my antidote!!! Nerdy E'ah's smell.. WoooHooo~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby, i did this for you while on my way to meet u juz now. Hope u like it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I walk alone through the darkness  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;with nothing left for me in life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but I dare not give up my search  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for hopes of finding the light in my life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that I yearn so deeply for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanting to just give up many times  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but the image of her in my head  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;keeps me pushing forward  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;never stopping, never resting  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;in fear of missing her  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and loosing her forever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what stands in my way  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I shall keep pressing on and searching,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for she has my heart and my soul  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shes my reason for breathing...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-8207088924619843852?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/8207088924619843852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=8207088924619843852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/8207088924619843852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/8207088924619843852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-past-matters.html' title='Does the Past Matters?'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-6546192256919185606</id><published>2008-08-19T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:58:30.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>//~~Tired Sia~~\\</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here i am.. Back on my desk. Haha!! How tired i was today, after looking at my Nerdy E'ah, she juz freshens me up. Guess wat, she picked me up from work! So sweet rite. Neve once any gal actually came to pick me up from work even though how free they r!! Baby, once again ur the 1st!!!! Lolz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow second day of shift. One more day to go and my 3 days off is coming again. WooHoo~~ N come Friday, fireworks!!! M goin out wif my Nerdy E'ah and her frens to watch fireworks!!! N wat excites me most is, she is gonna wear a dress. I reli cant wait to c how lady she can b. Hehe.. She promised me we gonna take a pic together oso. We haven reli took a pic together yet though, so m reli looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last few days, the FiddLer have been reli happy. Out of the world. "She" has been replaced. Not in terms of physical appearance but matters of the heart. Nerdy E'ah may not noe me tt well yet, at least she appreciates me loads! Tanx baby for making my life interesting once again. No doubt, as what i promise u, i will show n prove it to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life have been fucked up during the last 2 years, slowly im fiddling around tryin to pick myself up back again. Karem, shekyn, anuar.. Nice meeting all of u!! U guys r a bunch of crazy pple!! I tink i noe what i reli wan in life now and who and wat matters most too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lastly once again, i wanna tanx Allah for finally guiding me to the correct path, opening up my eyes to certain lesson in life. giving me the strength to keep going during the last few months and most importantly, presenting me the gal who reli cares and appreciates me. I finally can b the childish Fadli and have fun when ever its time to have FUN!!! Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiddLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-6546192256919185606?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/6546192256919185606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=6546192256919185606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/6546192256919185606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/6546192256919185606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired-sia.html' title='//~~Tired Sia~~\\'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-1152513036191702010</id><published>2008-08-19T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:36:58.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Golden.. n Hurtful too though!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurt, sad?? Nah.. Y is it so hard to tok?? Lolz.. Yes i was angry.. Keeping quiet is the last ting i wan a person esp my own gf to b.. Haha.. Baby, im not angry wif u.. Just sad that u still feel shy n dun wan to tok to me.. I love u sey, how can i b angry at u kan.. Hehe.. **Muackz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow back to work!! Feel so motivated. After the last 3 days of Head pain, body ache.. Had to bear all that and feel strong!! Gosh, if only i was in NS, sure "keng" MC liao wor!!! I feel so much better now. Coz i get to c her!! Guess smelling her is the antidote to all my sickness ba!! WooHoo~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her bday is juz a few weeks away.. Haven reli got anyting done yet. Present decided, planning.. I reli need her frens numbers to do tt sia.. Better start getting their numbers real soon. The more i delay, so many last minute decision to make!! Haha.. Reli hope she will love her bday sia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby, juz get ready ok to have a Birthday Party tiz yr!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiddLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-1152513036191702010?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/1152513036191702010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=1152513036191702010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1152513036191702010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1152513036191702010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/silence-is-golden-n-hurtful-too-though.html' title='Silence is Golden.. n Hurtful too though!'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-4002094392829823423</id><published>2008-08-18T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:06:31.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Beauty lIes iN thE eYeS oF thE beHOLder".. It is so true. 3rd day and running.. For months, gals after gals.. Finally i found Her.. Be it, wateva comments any1 waNNa say.. I tink she is the best.. Nerdy E'ah.. Loving a person is juz not being happy, or even love.. But to accpet the negative tings about the other party. N to find tt person, its like finding a needle in a hay stack. I found her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, i din reli do much.. Slacked, slack and more slack. Much to dismay that another day has passed but it was ok. Was more than happy to have the person u love by ur side. The laughter, her smell her jokes. Everyting bout her juz made my day. She never fail to make me laugh. Silly her. Her sucky ex bf juz suck big time la.. A freakin mat rep sia.. Haiz.. How scared i am that she might leave me for him again, i have to have confident in her n myself. Nothing scares me. I dun wanna lose a gal who opened up my heart again to love, a gal who i noe who loves me whole heartedly. I reli dun wan. God has presented me to her, i shall take care of her. " I tak penah ade guy yg syg i ampai mcm ni sey..." Gosh!!! I feel so flattered. Guess i juz love her ba. I promise her and any1 who will be reading this, i am not gonna hurt her or disappoint her. She has become My Life, My Everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadli aka FiddLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-4002094392829823423?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/4002094392829823423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=4002094392829823423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4002094392829823423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/4002094392829823423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/beauty-lies-in-eyes-of-beholder.html' title='My Everything'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4326213786338272659.post-1047464210732668688</id><published>2008-08-16T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:58:37.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fathiha... I reli dunno how she blew me away. 2mths back, for a moment LOVE was no longer in my dictionary. It changed me, it ruined me.. Now, i m in love. Baby, if u r readin tiz, plz plz plz tell me why!!!! Haha.. Today was nice, finally i get to spend our 1st private moments wif her after so many days.. The soft side of her.. **winkz** Baby, i will remember 14th of August.. We will celebrate our annivesary together every month aiight??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All i have to say for this 1st post is: I AM FEELING SO BLESSED. Thank you ALLAH for opening up my eyes and my heart to accept this LADY you brought upon me. Life ignition will neve b the same again for me. Love, Hate.. Its all over... The real Birth of Fiddler...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fathiha... For u Baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every1 wants to be the sun that lights up your life. But I would rather be your moon, so I can shine on you during your darkest hour when your sun ain't around.. Let me b the person to hold your hand tightly to face Life Ignition. Love u... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4326213786338272659-1047464210732668688?l=lifeignites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/feeds/1047464210732668688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4326213786338272659&amp;postID=1047464210732668688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1047464210732668688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4326213786338272659/posts/default/1047464210732668688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeignites.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-first.html' title='Our First'/><author><name>fiDDLer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617447975453386578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-tqwB3pBME/SKWcsBeVOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X08gBiyz0AQ/S220/FidDleR0020edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
