<?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-1978361281077060709</id><updated>2011-12-03T09:51:48.992-08:00</updated><category term='faidhi zahran bin zhariff aizad'/><category term='milky'/><category term='i love kamen rider'/><title type='text'>Let The Good Times Roll. And The Bad Times Hard On Brakes</title><subtitle type='html'>When you ask yourself "How do I live this life?", be rest assured you are already doing it with the least of effort..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zhariff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07576950367479775316</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/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TQ3fxYfUltI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oi__OKH9Q-4/S220/Photo000.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978361281077060709.post-4717876071032231665</id><published>2011-02-26T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:44:30.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Are (Nautical) Miles Apart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGDOa3Z_1x4/TWk3p3ZYXKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wgQvX2Qs6Kc/s1600/Photo1142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGDOa3Z_1x4/TWk3p3ZYXKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wgQvX2Qs6Kc/s320/Photo1142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason it may be, to live far away from family tends to be a disturbingly common phenomenon among our society. A rebellious teen may opt to stay far away from the reaching hands of his or her family, for the hope of spending more time with the friends. A young professional may choose to work distance away from dear family as to meet the work requirements &amp; certain wages accomplishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual case of detaching oneself from the family is understandingly common among teens &amp; youths. Every individual has their own reason &amp; choice, but not many will come to realize that it wasn't the wisest of things to do. At least not in the long term. -more to come-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978361281077060709-4717876071032231665?l=sutoronga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/feeds/4717876071032231665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-nautical-miles-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/4717876071032231665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/4717876071032231665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-nautical-miles-apart.html' title='When You Are (Nautical) Miles Apart..'/><author><name>Zhariff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07576950367479775316</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/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TQ3fxYfUltI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oi__OKH9Q-4/S220/Photo000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGDOa3Z_1x4/TWk3p3ZYXKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wgQvX2Qs6Kc/s72-c/Photo1142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978361281077060709.post-4932379082545131527</id><published>2010-07-17T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T10:51:02.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milky'/><title type='text'>Faidhi Zahran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHsdRZpQoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dvfEDaK4pno/s1600/Photo1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHsdRZpQoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dvfEDaK4pno/s320/Photo1916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494933008000041602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Faidhi doesn't like waiting for his milk. He demands it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHrqgrerfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7pQPGbJKlWw/s1600/Photo1877.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978361281077060709-4932379082545131527?l=sutoronga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/feeds/4932379082545131527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2010/07/faidhi-zahran.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/4932379082545131527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/4932379082545131527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2010/07/faidhi-zahran.html' title='Faidhi Zahran'/><author><name>Zhariff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07576950367479775316</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/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TQ3fxYfUltI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oi__OKH9Q-4/S220/Photo000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHsdRZpQoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dvfEDaK4pno/s72-c/Photo1916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978361281077060709.post-1818886356604229928</id><published>2010-07-17T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T10:34:44.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faidhi zahran bin zhariff aizad'/><title type='text'>Hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHpjWh0SoI/AAAAAAAAADw/SFGjzisaLIg/s1600/Photo1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHpjWh0SoI/AAAAAAAAADw/SFGjzisaLIg/s320/Photo1868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494929813920828034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son.Friend.Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father. a.k.a Parent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprised at these phases of life a man goes through. Am only surprised at how quick it transcends from one to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHnTxkfQpI/AAAAAAAAADY/yq10Xj9lDro/s1600/Photo1907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHnTxkfQpI/AAAAAAAAADY/yq10Xj9lDro/s320/Photo1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494927347278627474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978361281077060709-1818886356604229928?l=sutoronga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/feeds/1818886356604229928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2010/07/hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/1818886356604229928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/1818886356604229928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2010/07/hearts.html' title='Hearts.'/><author><name>Zhariff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07576950367479775316</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/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TQ3fxYfUltI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oi__OKH9Q-4/S220/Photo000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TEHpjWh0SoI/AAAAAAAAADw/SFGjzisaLIg/s72-c/Photo1868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978361281077060709.post-724703727189372815</id><published>2009-03-14T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:55:42.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love kamen rider'/><title type='text'>Falter no more</title><content type='html'>I never knew that the word "falter" carries so much meaning and so unfortunately,describes the worst of my attitude.Let's analyze those meanings and relate (if deemed appropriate) to some of my behaviours or characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to walk unsteadily&lt;/span&gt; - well,the only time I remember ever doing this is during a really,really late night outing with few of the guys.walking towards the gate.fumbled on the keys,colliding with fellow hooligans of the house while making my way to the bed.no,I'm not drunk,it's just that I'm dead sleepy after a gruelling session at mamak's or futsal.another time would be during an asthmatic attack.wheeezz...gaaahhh...hufff! (That is supposed to be the sound of an asthmatic dude trying to grab hold of an inhaler and squeeze in the puffs into his lung.Pathetic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to speak brokenly or weakly&lt;/span&gt; - I don't know where to begin this.To speak weakly is like a mantra to me,for a lot of occasions.This topic should be discussed broadly in another post.cowwabungaaa...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt; to hesitate in purpose or action - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;abundant.and I hate it.every single event.To be discussed alongside #2 in greater manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to lose drive or effectiveness &lt;span class="vi"&gt;- I need to do an extensive elaboration on this one as well.because unlike #1,#2 to #4 shares the same degree of seriousness.#1 would be later promoted into the same rank once I'm warded in ICU for asthma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978361281077060709-724703727189372815?l=sutoronga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/feeds/724703727189372815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2009/03/falter-no-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/724703727189372815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978361281077060709/posts/default/724703727189372815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutoronga.blogspot.com/2009/03/falter-no-more.html' title='Falter no more'/><author><name>Zhariff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07576950367479775316</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/_Drf9XWhuXkg/TQ3fxYfUltI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oi__OKH9Q-4/S220/Photo000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
