<?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-7255444</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:26:25.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jose Antonio ReYes</title><subtitle type='html'>Enter at your own risk.Man of mystery.International soccer star.Gentleman.Property of Nanyang Poly.Wisdom &amp; Truth.One Love.Citizen of Singapura.Challenge Everything.Seeking Love Currently.Pleased To Beat You.OLE!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>468</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5663462827679064928</id><published>2008-09-07T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:33:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last entry at blogger.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well. this is my last entry here. i've switch allegiance to wordpress.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fond memories were made from my time here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my first entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my first self-made blog design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;countless emotional entries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since 2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relink me at this address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://mohdardi.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hear from me soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;farewell for now,blogger.com...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5663462827679064928?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5663462827679064928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5663462827679064928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5663462827679064928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5663462827679064928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-entry-at-bloggercom.html' title='last entry at blogger.com'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4803834219062377123</id><published>2008-08-06T13:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:06:00.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding of Fadillah &amp; Iswandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was certainly an almost-perfect wedding. commented by family and friends. and i totally agree with them. from the nikah till the very end. it went as planned. and it was certainly a smooth plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;preparations began as early as 1 year ago. booking of the services of the bridal makeup artist a.k.a. "mak andam", catering, decorations, "bunga telur", invitation cards etc. the day before the wedding was the intense period. last minute details were confirmed and preparations were being made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231280924123666946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk-SLKrGgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VS_VcE3IRcc/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; my mum, in the middle of the action. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk-SfsUGNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CFj16zLvRNQ/s1600-h/IMG_3320.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231280929633474770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk-SfsUGNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CFj16zLvRNQ/s320/IMG_3320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231280929176442914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk-Sd_WWCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/id1kL35qnV4/s320/IMG_3327.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; bride-to-be, posing in midst of preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_pYZQrlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3CHbr2npDEw/s1600-h/IMG_3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231282422323129938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_pYZQrlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3CHbr2npDEw/s320/IMG_3344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;decorations&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_puZRPVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IryFIt5kLU8/s1600-h/IMG_3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231282428228746578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_puZRPVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IryFIt5kLU8/s320/IMG_3348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the main stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_ppeqXnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/unt7bdub4HM/s1600-h/IMG_3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231282426909187698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_ppeqXnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/unt7bdub4HM/s320/IMG_3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the back kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231282428673532354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_pwDUIcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/n86eFK44n5I/s320/IMG_3352.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the aisle&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_p7qzTrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/h0bz1sOcU50/s1600-h/IMG_3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231282431791943346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk_p7qzTrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/h0bz1sOcU50/s320/IMG_3353.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; entrance of aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the wedding day itself. it was a good morning to begin with. last minute preparations were made. my sis had her makeup on by the mak andam. photographer and videomans were all over the place, capturing moments. my close relatives came to witness the 'nikah'. the 'tuk kadi' came before 11am. followed by the inlaws. it was a nice ceremony. simple. my dad performed the 'nikah' himself. wow. and after those nerve-wrecking moments, fadillah and iswandy are finally married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231285408661420306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXNXyuRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kNkiqY1qcbg/s320/IMG_3356.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; isn't she beautiful? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXLp05zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_CUH2J4qQzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231285408200189746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXLp05zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_CUH2J4qQzQ/s320/IMG_3357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guests awaiting the ceremony.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXe_ps1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jN5AHo5WrtM/s1600-h/IMG_3361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231285413392003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXe_ps1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jN5AHo5WrtM/s320/IMG_3361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;signing the official documents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXaRaibI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yi6Qx1Ke0N8/s1600-h/IMG_3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231285412124330418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXaRaibI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yi6Qx1Ke0N8/s320/IMG_3366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone focuses. even the media crew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231285416891812002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlCXsCEiKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VixYtih7_ps/s320/IMG_3385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the affixation of the wedding rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;once the ceremony was completed, the reception began! haha! my family were totally engaged throughout the reception from the start till the end at 9pm. guests kept coming non-stop. our pockets filled with 'tokens' from the guests. haha! the newly weds were always a great sight to look at, at all times..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231289946562362578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlGfWXr_NI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TN92pFZn3s8/s320/IMG_3458.JPG" border="0" /&gt; arrival of the newly weds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvLGRaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ONy80bRtxTk/s1600-h/IMG_3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231288019391178994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvLGRaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ONy80bRtxTk/s320/IMG_3440.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the new inlaws. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvBVwlOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JBAMMyEBDhk/s1600-h/IMG_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231288016771781858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvBVwlOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JBAMMyEBDhk/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;impromptu pose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231288024829541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvfW4PII/AAAAAAAAAF0/k-V6tsTUHwI/s320/IMG_3446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; wedding cake.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvj4PT2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-xRmzCcxVfc/s1600-h/IMG_3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231288026043207522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvj4PT2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-xRmzCcxVfc/s320/IMG_3450.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the puteh family.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvyaajpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hJ6WtRZj0FU/s1600-h/IMG_3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231288029944647314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlEvyaajpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hJ6WtRZj0FU/s320/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; her close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231289946079496786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlGfUkkClI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nINPp22920k/s320/IMG_3452.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; interviewed by the videoman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231289951592612978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlGfpG_hHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T-kH_9NUbfM/s320/IMG_3476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wedding dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;day two. located at the inlaws' side. at Yew Tee Community Club. it was equally as beautiful as ours. plus aircon too. haha. food was nice. lots of space to walk around. another perfect setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293244809769026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlJfVTJcEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ocstk6MItkU/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293249384731458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlJfmV500I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9bA2gTsx2js/s320/IMG_3500.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the entrance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293253770644370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlJf2rli5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nEW4R6dXXxk/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; me and my cousin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293256361405906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlJgAVRbdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/SigW16HbHkc/s320/IMG_3511.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; puteh family. again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231293264388862850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlJgePKs4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yuLTVV9JRmk/s320/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was a beautiful event. lots of great memories. repeated question for me. "So..when's your turn?". the feeling of fatigue of 3 sleepless nights. but its all worthwhile. to spoil my only sister. but i have to admit. im gonna miss her from time to time. not seeing her everyday. after 21 long years of living in the same house. haha. but i know Iswandy is going to take good care of her. with that, i hope you enjoy the rest of the photos. to the newly weds, i wish you a blessful marriage and good times ahead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b34a545fe42d"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231296116923853970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJlMGgwgbJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zHJgv8YK8-k/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;click me for the rest of the photos from the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4803834219062377123?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4803834219062377123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4803834219062377123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4803834219062377123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4803834219062377123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-of-fadillah-iswandy.html' title='Wedding of Fadillah &amp; Iswandy'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SJk-SLKrGgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VS_VcE3IRcc/s72-c/IMG_3304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5480108661909521733</id><published>2008-08-01T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:38:43.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty four hours to the wedding</title><content type='html'>we've got a day left to the wedding of fadillah binte mohamed is'hak. and im kinda nervous right now. (although its my sister's wedding). partly cause i don't want anything to screw up on the day itself. and possible no complains as well. but there's no such thing as perfection when it comes to events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how well you plan, there's always that element of surprise. the element in which no one would expect to happen. until the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me. after spending a year with the police force. expect the unexpected. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope its going to be a beautiful wedding tomorrow. today's gonna be a busy day for sure. relatives and her friends are coming over to help out. hmm. but there's nothing much to be settled now. haha. update you further as it gets nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5480108661909521733?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5480108661909521733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5480108661909521733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5480108661909521733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5480108661909521733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/08/twenty-four-hours-to-wedding.html' title='twenty four hours to the wedding'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6223804178068554744</id><published>2008-07-23T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:57:32.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SIbGPQp92_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhZ35U5W0hA/s1600-h/2110995338_e86d3eba8e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226082383081364466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SIbGPQp92_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhZ35U5W0hA/s320/2110995338_e86d3eba8e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply great. 2 thumbs up! 5 stars! its just perfect. from start till the end. and im not a big fan of Batman until last nite. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;storyline was great. detailed but not over-the-top. and the emotions and moods were captured to perfection. that 2+ hours went by without realising. haha. i was glued to the screen throughout the entire movie. and with its twists and surprises. simply great. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joker (played by the recently departed Heath Ledger) was simply phenomenon. haha. a class by its own. no one can carry out the role like him. he's truly one of the greatest under-rated actors out there in our society. Joker's never been this ruthless and evil. haha. but too bad that he's dead now.  they're gonna struggle hard to find a replacement for him in the next movie (please...i beg that there's a sequel to it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batman Begins was a good fresh start to the new series. The Dark Knight. just made it far better! haha. i've just become a new fan of the Dark Knight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6223804178068554744?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6223804178068554744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6223804178068554744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6223804178068554744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6223804178068554744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='The Dark Knight'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SIbGPQp92_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhZ35U5W0hA/s72-c/2110995338_e86d3eba8e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6558858583484575125</id><published>2008-07-10T21:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:19:25.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been a few new beginnings in my life. start things afresh. new chapters to my life stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYUjYLV2-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/psHzNZGsXUA/s1600-h/IMG_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221383416000666594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="288" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYUjYLV2-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/psHzNZGsXUA/s320/IMG_3222.JPG" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new haircut. happens after a mistake made by the barber. haha. looks cool actually. haha. what the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new colours for my room. from the dull purple that has been on my walls for almost 6 years. to clean white walls surrounding a loud red wall! haha. i kept smiling to myself whenever i enter my room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYR1RI42II/AAAAAAAAACc/yuHvu3swPc0/s1600-h/IMAGE_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221380424814090370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYR1RI42II/AAAAAAAAACc/yuHvu3swPc0/s320/IMAGE_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;painted by my own self. shifting the furnitures in my room takes me almost 2 hours. includes spring cleaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYR1pQp_EI/AAAAAAAAACk/fr5G7fPTxk4/s1600-h/IMAGE_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221380431289121858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYR1pQp_EI/AAAAAAAAACk/fr5G7fPTxk4/s320/IMAGE_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paint job. 5pm till 10pm. wow. haha. but its an eff&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ort well paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i plan to add more accessories to the room. make it cooler. artistic. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYWDLmf_6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lHpKzxWU_UA/s1600-h/IMAGE_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221385061892358050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYWDLmf_6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lHpKzxWU_UA/s320/IMAGE_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its not that clear. but i've got a new toy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYXyfHqZlI/AAAAAAAAADE/ArfO9T8Jtzw/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221386974097204818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYXyfHqZlI/AAAAAAAAADE/ArfO9T8Jtzw/s320/IMG_3252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clue. its made up of 3 letter. and a gem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYXzGRKTPI/AAAAAAAAADM/DxbDLta7m-E/s1600-h/IMG_3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221386984606026994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYXzGRKTPI/AAAAAAAAADM/DxbDLta7m-E/s320/IMG_3248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my htc touch diamond. for once. diamonds are a guy's best friend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and ohh yeah. went to the toy &amp;amp; comic convention. with haffiz. check out the clone soldiers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfUXgJNI/AAAAAAAAADU/Py8nwB8wGxU/s1600-h/IMG_3224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221388843816592594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfUXgJNI/AAAAAAAAADU/Py8nwB8wGxU/s320/IMG_3224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfoFNzAI/AAAAAAAAADc/oPplLpcyn2k/s1600-h/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221388849108601858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfoFNzAI/AAAAAAAAADc/oPplLpcyn2k/s320/IMG_3225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfySJv9I/AAAAAAAAADk/YFmqHV3SOp0/s1600-h/IMG_3232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221388851847217106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZfySJv9I/AAAAAAAAADk/YFmqHV3SOp0/s320/IMG_3232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZgQSUU5I/AAAAAAAAADs/kYC8bBDIAIc/s1600-h/IMG_3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221388859900973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYZgQSUU5I/AAAAAAAAADs/kYC8bBDIAIc/s320/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just wow. makes me love Star Wars more. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i realise this is my most 'scenic' entry ever. haha. enjoy while it lasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6558858583484575125?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SHYUjYLV2-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/psHzNZGsXUA/s72-c/IMG_3222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6235731439081820430</id><published>2008-06-18T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:01:45.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumpy road ahead.</title><content type='html'>requested by nurhidayah herself. i have to update my blog. haha. so i dedicated this entry to you! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her a year ago. i think. saw her in person at sentosa / vivocity. all i can say is that she made an impact on me when i saw her for the first time. haha. who can't forget the first time for anything? it created a memory. haha. that still remains in my mind. haha. cool huh? reminded me of Nora Danish at times. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for my payday. so many plans for it. haha. and its 2 weeks away. for now. have to control myself. hehe. money makes the world go round. its the root of all evil. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still deciding on which date to end my temp job. haha. and whether to sign up for the NTU orientation camp (its 1 week long!). and whether should i go for a short overseas trip? hmm. the plot thickens. muahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6235731439081820430?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6235731439081820430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6235731439081820430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6235731439081820430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only downfall to the job is the travelling time to and from work. haha. its at simei! leave home at 715am. work at 9am. leave work at 6pm. arrive home at 8pm. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, im quite drained out upon reaching home. once i lie down on my bed. there i go. off to dreamland. and i dont even remember my dream. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;financially im tight. after effects of not working for a long period of time. everyday is a loss in terms of money. haha. so looking forward to my paycheck next month! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3423144650756375089?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3423144650756375089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-9091047590384334510</id><published>2008-05-20T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:55:02.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer.heat.</title><content type='html'>the heat is torturing lately. just being in my already-humid-before-the-heat-outbreak room is enough. its like a sauna before the heatwave. and now. my goodness. im practically shirtless everytime im in my room. haha. and my aircon has been down since last year. haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im learning to move on. its a tough period. but i've been through such periods before. i know im strong enough for this. i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-9091047590384334510?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/9091047590384334510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=9091047590384334510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/9091047590384334510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/9091047590384334510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/05/summerheat.html' title='summer.heat.'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8636357432187688348</id><published>2008-05-14T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:49:38.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur 01.05.08 - 04.05.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b3409ca7a42b"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200245541515740770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SCr7xJbaxmI/AAAAAAAAACU/A3XFH0x8I3w/s320/IMG_3060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was an interesting trip. family visiting. motion sickness during journey to cameron highlands. shopping crazy in KL. wow. click me to enjoy the holiday pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SCr7xJbaxmI/AAAAAAAAACU/A3XFH0x8I3w/s72-c/IMG_3060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-785547101145287637</id><published>2008-05-13T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:36:28.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HTC Touch Diamond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SClu9ZbaxlI/AAAAAAAAACM/3bqii_UiKWY/s1600-h/htctouchdiamond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199809245852911186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SClu9ZbaxlI/AAAAAAAAACM/3bqii_UiKWY/s200/htctouchdiamond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so getting it when its out. seeing is just drives me crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.htc.com/www/product.aspx?id=46278"&gt;http://www.htc.com/www/product.aspx?id=46278&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;argh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-785547101145287637?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/785547101145287637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=785547101145287637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/785547101145287637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>i feel like crap. lost someone due to my stupidity. thanks ardi. you always screw things up when things are going well for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for hurting you that way. i dont mean it. i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6994148986098122811?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6994148986098122811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6994148986098122811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6994148986098122811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6994148986098122811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-biggest-regret-thus-far.html' title='my biggest regret. thus far.'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5743891351294948902</id><published>2008-05-01T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:10:48.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of april</title><content type='html'>its been a busy week for me.&lt;br /&gt;monday was spent celebrating 3 occassions at Sakura International Buffet at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;fihrin's birthday. (although birthday boy didnt show up)&lt;br /&gt;zainal's driving test. (he failed big time...but got himself a new girlfriend instead. cool huh?)&lt;br /&gt;our rank confirmation! (Inspector loh!!)&lt;br /&gt;we ate to our whole delight.&lt;br /&gt;i was enjoying every bite of it.&lt;br /&gt;from starters to main course to side dishes to cakes to desserts.&lt;br /&gt;haha. with free flow of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;watched Harold &amp;amp; Kumar : Escape from Guantanamo Bay.&lt;br /&gt;funny movie.&lt;br /&gt;Cock-meat sandwich. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;went out with my dear.&lt;br /&gt;it was simply a great day.&lt;br /&gt;watched The Forbidden Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;then went to town.&lt;br /&gt;dear bought shoes.&lt;br /&gt;pretty and cool.&lt;br /&gt;nike.&lt;br /&gt;then mind's cafe.&lt;br /&gt;out of 5 games.&lt;br /&gt;she won 3.&lt;br /&gt;head back home.&lt;br /&gt;packing my stuffs for the KL trip tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday to sunday.&lt;br /&gt;will be in KL.&lt;br /&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;feasting.&lt;br /&gt;fun! fun! fun!&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5743891351294948902?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5743891351294948902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5743891351294948902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5743891351294948902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5743891351294948902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-week-of-april.html' title='last week of april'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-239141285149202957</id><published>2008-04-24T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:37:06.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts</title><content type='html'>she has began to have doubts about us. and im scared as hell now. nervous too. not again i hope. not again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-239141285149202957?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/239141285149202957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=239141285149202957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/239141285149202957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/239141285149202957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/04/doubts.html' title='Doubts'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-3119312791015435018</id><published>2008-04-16T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:54:32.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life. for now.</title><content type='html'>life's been good. had my ORD lunch celebration on 11 april at Swensens. got myself a Crumpler pouch and a handmade photo album. wow. im touched by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied my dear home after she ended her school. a bus ride that took almost 2 hours! haha. the traffic conditions near the Causeway is pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the Singapore BikeShow at Expo the next day. cool bikes. disappointing show girls. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel stronger nowadays. physically. haha. trained well during badminton sessions. she would know how strong i am nowadays. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are indeed getting closer. missing her always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for an interview tomorrow. apparently Prudential has been tracking me down since i attended the Career Fair at HomeTeamNS. haha. but i do have plans for my break after NS. wonder if they can cater to my plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. any part time vacancies to recommend to me? working as and when im free? hehe. pay is negotiable. weekends are off limits! haha. dont worry. im a hard worker. just that i have plans throughout my vacation. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3119312791015435018?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3119312791015435018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=3119312791015435018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3119312791015435018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3119312791015435018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-life-for-now.html' title='my life. for now.'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-526496195931433395</id><published>2008-04-03T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:00:39.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Current Status</title><content type='html'>been staying at home for most of the time. good way to save money. going out means spending. cant work. might be recalled back to work anytime. all i can do now is to eat and sleep all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like doing some sports. but no one to do that with. everyone's working. running is a good way. but i hate to run. and its been raining these few days. she's having exams now. cant disturb her that much for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the date's 3 april now. still got a month and 3 days to get my pink IC back. wow. have to patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another test awaits me. and its not a good one to begin with. please help me, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-526496195931433395?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/526496195931433395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=526496195931433395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/526496195931433395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/526496195931433395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-current-status.html' title='My Current Status'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7612603378748241864</id><published>2008-03-27T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:08:51.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me with Her.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a nice day for me. woke up late. met her at sembawang mrt for a movie in the afternoon. Horton was the show. just me and her and a young couple with two kids. haha. we got couple seats. my first time buying such seats! haha. interesting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at Causeway Point. had chicken cutlet noodles. she had tom yam soup with rice. we sat at the same seats since our first date. haha. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town after that. bought comics. yay! im into english comics, she's into manga. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her back home. learnt sign language along the way. while she learnt radio language from me. (i can do A-P in sign language).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day with her was lovely. nothing much to complain. although i stepped on her feet 6 times throughout the day. haha. im beginning to miss her. life's been good so far. life's been good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7612603378748241864?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7612603378748241864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7612603378748241864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7612603378748241864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7612603378748241864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-with-her.html' title='Me with Her.'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-3838509460651222652</id><published>2008-03-24T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:01:08.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Flyer &amp; Air Papan 21.03.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b35d918ec4d7"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181183334882104098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-dCyr_SUyI/AAAAAAAAACE/cJSXaObVNjY/s320/IMG_2525.JPG" border="0" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b35d919745fe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181182982694785810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-dCeL_SUxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cEnMgESwUsw/s320/IMG_2390.JPG" border="0" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos of my outings with my family. Singapore Flyer &amp;amp; my recent trip to Air Papan. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3838509460651222652?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3838509460651222652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=3838509460651222652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3838509460651222652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3838509460651222652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/singapore-flyer-air-papan-210308.html' title='Singapore Flyer &amp; Air Papan 21.03.08'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-dCyr_SUyI/AAAAAAAAACE/cJSXaObVNjY/s72-c/IMG_2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-2503249159433748085</id><published>2008-03-24T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:29:24.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Airshow 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?ap=&amp;amp;a=67b0de21b35d91dac483&amp;amp;pg=0"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181175732789990146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-c74L_SUwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/B2deQCFL8y8/s320/IMG_2311.JPG" border="0" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Singapore Airshow 2008. Blazing hot weather. Cool aircrafts. Nice tanning session for me. Haha. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-2503249159433748085?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/2503249159433748085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=2503249159433748085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/2503249159433748085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/2503249159433748085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/singapore-airshow-2008.html' title='Singapore Airshow 2008'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-c74L_SUwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/B2deQCFL8y8/s72-c/IMG_2311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6384595836364652789</id><published>2008-03-24T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:11:05.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Sentosa 16.02.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b35d901305e2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181170767807795938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-c3XL_SUuI/AAAAAAAAABk/J5MKrMuG9f0/s320/IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos from our trip to Sentosa on Sat 16.02.08. I finally got to ride the Luge! Haha..enjoy the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6384595836364652789?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6384595836364652789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6384595836364652789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6384595836364652789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6384595836364652789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures-of-sentosa-160208.html' title='Pictures of Sentosa 16.02.08'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R-c3XL_SUuI/AAAAAAAAABk/J5MKrMuG9f0/s72-c/IMG_2201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-542067253421791470</id><published>2008-03-24T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:59:21.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Papan, Mersing</title><content type='html'>its been a nice break so far. my getaway at Air Papan was relaxing. enjoyed the sand and the waves. had BBQ at night. with the company of my family. its been a while since i went for a vacation with them. and it was certainly what i needed after a prolonged period of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left singapore at 5am on friday morning. stuck in the traffic jam for an hour. luckily they didnt ask for our thumbprints. had breakfast at Singgah Selalu. had my fair share of roti kirai. Yay! its been a long time since i had that. haha. left there at around 730am after all of my dad's friends had arrived. from there we began our drive to Air Papan. journey took 3 hours. spent most of the tim sleeping in the car. haha. but once we arrived i was wide awake. and it was certainly a nice place to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach was awesome. the people there were welcoming and laid-back. breezing winds ran through my hair. haha. went for Friday prayers. after which was lunch. which was delicious! haha. mee hoon goreng mamak. their version is not so reddish! haha. but taste heavenly! ahaha. and had 2 bowls of chendol too. hehe. singapore..please improve on your chendol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that fabolous lunch, it was beach time! played beach soccer. followed by a dip in the seas. haha. the waves were shiok! haha. ended the day with BBQ by the beach. it was certainly a pleasant day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left Air Papan the next day at around afternoon. managed to buy myself a new badminton racket and another bowl of chendol before we left the town. haha. went Jusco JB for some light shopping. i bought myself a pair of surf shorts since mine was loose already. haha. it was a distracting moment while playing with the waves. haha. and donuts! lots of donuts! after that shopping therapy, we went for seafood at Senibong. Fantastic! one word to describe it for now. haha. it was too good. trust me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left Senibong for Singapore soon after. arrived at Singapore at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a refreshing trip indeed. enjoyed the moments there. pictures of the trip will be uploaded soon. and now, how am i gonna spend the rest of my ORD leave? suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-542067253421791470?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/542067253421791470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=542067253421791470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/542067253421791470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/542067253421791470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/air-papan-mersing.html' title='Air Papan, Mersing'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-3596139734757179717</id><published>2008-03-17T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:33:26.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Working Days Left.</title><content type='html'>my life has been interesting of late. i woke up each day feeling great. partly cause of my approaching ORD date. hehe. and partly cause of that special someone that im dating right now. could she be the one that i've been looking for? i do not know for certain. for life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more working days for me before im off for my ORD leave. the moment that i've been waiting for quite some time. the end is certainly nearer. i could see the light at the end of the tunnel. haha. i need a vacation. its about time too. what shall i start with? there's the repainting of my room. clearing of my junk in my room. shopping sprees which i dearly miss. planning for my squad's chalet gathering. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her. i really do. dating for now. good enough for now. for me. for her. no one's complaining. keep it simple. keep it sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3596139734757179717?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3596139734757179717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=3596139734757179717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3596139734757179717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3596139734757179717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-working-days-left.html' title='3 Working Days Left.'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6668695479539482284</id><published>2008-02-17T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:35:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa 16.02.08</title><content type='html'>the trip to sentosa was just what i needed in a long time. a good way to destress. a realyl short getaway from work. haha. and with the company of your friends. it was a nice period of time. a period where i felt free. away from my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to ride the Luge! finally. and like its slogan "one is not enough". haha. rode it twice. adrenaline pumping all the way. even the skyride to the top of the ride was nerve wrecking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the beach. played games. soaked myself under the sun. the waters were just so cooling. chicks were everywhere. haha. but too bad im not those types who approaches a girl for her number. not the way of a gentleman. hehe. one of my friends got pulled into a dare by a group of teenagers. haha. he enjoyed the spank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at Banquet. hokkein mee! nice! followed by a game of Call of Duty 4! rock on! got home at 12 midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice day. i just love trips to sentosa. always makes me happy. for that entire day, i didn't think about my work. my worries. my problems. if not i could do it everyday. live life freely. thanks guys for the great outing. i need it. (photos will be uploaded soon).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6668695479539482284?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6668695479539482284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6668695479539482284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6668695479539482284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6668695479539482284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/02/sentosa-160208.html' title='Sentosa 16.02.08'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8762098987000337329</id><published>2008-02-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:57:31.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>this year's chinese new year has been a busy period for myself. lets see. eve of the holiday period (wednesday) was spent patrolling the areas of Bukit Timah NPC for anti-crime patrol. and on the same day. went for anti-crime rounds at Orchard area. that was really cool. for more details, please speak to me personally. haha. i don't think im in the right place to speak such topics here. but it was certainly an eye-opener. wow. got home at 8am on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd day of the holidays was at Istana. i was one of the sector ICs for the event. power! the only NS in-charge for the event. taking charge of my men. deploying them. sending out orders and ensuring the morale of the officers are high at all times. it felt good being on the ground. can't wait to go into KINS if i get the chance to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went for anti-crime patrol at Bukit Timah NPC again. afterwhich, i headed to bugis to shop for my D&amp;amp;D on this coming monday. an event that im looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is my only day to rest. haizz. before i start work again. but at least the experience of being on the ground does make up for the time spent. before im done with NS full time. 2 unofficial months to go! WooHoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to my Chinese friends! Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8762098987000337329?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8762098987000337329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8762098987000337329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8762098987000337329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8762098987000337329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-3565541184964481134</id><published>2008-01-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:17:09.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Time Low Morale</title><content type='html'>i have lost another battle yet again. it gets harder and harder to overcome nowadays. lost to a soldier this time around. i can't believe the fact that i had her in my grip for one moment and lost it in the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling like blaming so many things for it. work. you ruined my social life. family. its not ncie going with my family nowadays. mum and dad. sister with fiancee. im a loner. while everyone's paired up nicely, i'll be facing an empty chair in front of me. sucks. friends. all are single guys. dreaming of dating someone. getting to know a girl from the other corner of starbucks. speaking is easy. doing it is another. past flames. for creating this trauma within me. engulfing my mind that every girl is out there to take a punch at me. demoralising me. come on. go ahead. pick your spot. since i always end up finding you all the perfect love after knowing me. get to know me to have a chance to find your true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick game by all of you. but i apologise for my words today. just hate this feeling. hate this damn feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3565541184964481134?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3565541184964481134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=3565541184964481134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3565541184964481134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3565541184964481134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-time-low-morale.html' title='All Time Low Morale'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8547791095264029131</id><published>2008-01-06T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:20:36.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Special Someone..</title><content type='html'>i've been mssing someone lately. especially today. for no apparent reason. but somehow she made an impact in my life. that i will never forget. until today. i guess she was my first &lt;em&gt;love. &lt;/em&gt;hmm. kinda interesting to look back. and it was my first love that was not returned. hurts me. deeply. i guess i have been learning life lessons the hard way. it hurts you every now and then. but it certainly been good lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's been stagnant nowadays. im not dating anyone currently. wow. hanging out with my friends often. until there's no time to date! haha. no time to meet someone new. thank goodness for the Internet. but still. what are the odds of finding your true love online? yeah its a nice story to tell to your friends or future kids. if it ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies do create a false impression on life too. i mean. what are the chances of meeting someone dead gorgeous? sporty? and feminine? at the same time?! maybe its because of movies. thats been giving me a tough time in finding someone. hmm. maybe i should research on it. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8547791095264029131?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8547791095264029131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8547791095264029131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8547791095264029131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8547791095264029131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-special-someone.html' title='That Special Someone..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-1264344467936258098</id><published>2007-12-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:53:14.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>its been almost 2 months since my last update. haha apparently im beginning to lose interest in updating my blog. the constant time limitations to update may contribute to the lack of concern to update. imagine reaching home at around 7pm each day. freshen up afterwards. dinner soon after. by the time im settled down, its almost 10pm. and each night, i set myself to sleep at 12 midnight. hmm. leaves me with 2 hours of my personal time. so many things to do and yet so little time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends are getting precious for me. even then, people still do disturb me during that period. is it really worth joining the force then? i remember my first month. it wasn't this bad. pressure wasn't this demanding. i was enjoying my time. but nowadays,all i think of is work. even when i leave my office each day. when im lying on my bed, about to go to sleep. when im having fun with my frens. even when i receive an sms. nowadays, i get scared whenever i received an sms or an unknown call. cause most likely its work related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as each day passes by, it gets much easier for me. for i know, my time is coming to an end soon. its going to be over soon. all i need to do is to be patient. it'll be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my christian friends, merry christmas! to everyone else, happy holidays! (i could use a holiday now...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-1264344467936258098?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/1264344467936258098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=1264344467936258098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1264344467936258098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1264344467936258098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5333082817381139168</id><published>2007-11-25T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:50:51.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASEAN Summit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b35a836aa4ef" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136634119303430034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R0j9hDY7f5I/AAAAAAAAABU/KR7WkbFK_2A/s320/IMG_1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its over! The major deployment of my SPF career has ended. And now im counting down the days to my ORD! A huge burden has been lifted off my back. And it felt good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the event was a success for my division. Nothing major happened for us. All points were secured. Although it was stressful at times, I kinda like the feeling too. At least time passed by at a faster rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated the end of the event with chocolates from our 'E' Division Commander. And a day off courtesy of Commissioner of Police! Hahaha....WooHoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hang out with my squadmates on Friday and Saturday! Haha..i deserve the break after all that stress from the event. Chilled at town. If only I could do this every day. It'll be great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures of my 'lepak' sessions. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S I have uploaded pics from our 'Sentosa Luge' trip too, Hilman.  Look around my links to pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5333082817381139168?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5333082817381139168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5333082817381139168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5333082817381139168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5333082817381139168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/11/asean-summit.html' title='ASEAN Summit'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/R0j9hDY7f5I/AAAAAAAAABU/KR7WkbFK_2A/s72-c/IMG_1555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-3883199553335259394</id><published>2007-11-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:37:25.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali</title><content type='html'>Counting down the days towards my ORD. And it'll be the one thing that i'll look forward in my life. Haha..! For now I guess. Maybe the next biggest event will be my wedding day! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Muhammad at Jeg's Place earlier. Its been some time since we last met. Haha..used to go back home together during secondary school days. Great chap. Anyway, we talked about stuffs. Our lives. The fact that we are single now. While some of our friends are attached or even getting married (one even is expected a child soon!). Haha...NTU better be worth it! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my Hindu friends, Happy Deepavali! May this gracious day bring you prosperity and good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin much to update. Feeling restless now. My mind is not at ease. Its never been since I started my post. Thats how bad it has affected me. Haizz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-3883199553335259394?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/3883199553335259394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=3883199553335259394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3883199553335259394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/3883199553335259394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-6251183166191366746</id><published>2007-10-21T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:24:49.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of Confusion..</title><content type='html'>Im at a lost right now. So many things filling up my head. Things to consider. Things to think through. Things to decide on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I continue on with it? But I do not want to hurt anyone. And I can't lie to myself each day. Telling myself just accept it. Is this my fate? Is this part of my destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having feelings for someone else. Its hard to deny it. But someone else is having feelings for me. Hard to deny that either. Which path should I take? All I know..someone's gonna get hurt emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this confusion now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-6251183166191366746?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/6251183166191366746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=6251183166191366746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6251183166191366746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/6251183166191366746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/10/state-of-confusion.html' title='State of Confusion..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8451941151176199832</id><published>2007-10-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:21:51.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RxIz08yV8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/GjhaAGD3MTU/s1600-h/IMG_1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121212711037170194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RxIz08yV8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/GjhaAGD3MTU/s320/IMG_1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kepada saudara-saudaraku dan sahabat-sahabatku, kuingin mengucapkan Selamat Hari Raya kepada anda semua. Ku ingin meminta keampunan untuk segala kesalahan terhadap sesiapa untuk tahun yang telah berlalu. Kalau terkasar bahasa atau tersilap kata, harap dapat dimaafkan. Dengan hati yang ikhlas, ku ingin mengucapkan Salam Lebaran! (makan tu control sikit k? Hehe..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8451941151176199832?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8451941151176199832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8451941151176199832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8451941151176199832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8451941151176199832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RxIz08yV8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/GjhaAGD3MTU/s72-c/IMG_1300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5293923619087288597</id><published>2007-09-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:59:03.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Have A Quickie..</title><content type='html'>Quick update...&lt;br /&gt;Im so mentally tired from my job.&lt;br /&gt;I need a massage.&lt;br /&gt;I want shorter working hours.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be loved by someone. (haha..)&lt;br /&gt;7 mths to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;A vacation would be nice now.&lt;br /&gt;Office work can be demanding at times.&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break 3 is out!&lt;br /&gt;Turn-out will be something to look forward this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like having ice-cream and donuts.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping therapy will do good for me. (Geylang!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it for now. haha. people have been complaining about my lack of updates lately. just tired after work each day. will be back with more words soon. haha. peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5293923619087288597?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5293923619087288597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5293923619087288597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5293923619087288597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5293923619087288597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/09/lets-have-quickie.html' title='Lets Have A Quickie..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8859729608000606443</id><published>2007-09-02T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:40:52.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Straight?</title><content type='html'>Thats a very good question. My mum raises that question to me. Haha..after constantly going out with Zainal during weekends. Haha..don't worry Mum! I appreciate women! Haha...gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats me I guess. I don't have a girl to date with. I only got my friends to go out with. And its sad at times. Same group of people. Bored at times. But i appreciate their company. They do help me to overcome my loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances of me getting to know a girl can be said is quite low. Lets see. Office working hours. Weekdays burn. Likelihood to meet someone to or from work is low considering that the people that I'll meet are working staffs who are either older or married or attached to some guy. Hmm. That leaves only the weekends. I don't club. So that reduces the chance of meeting new people. Weekend nights are either with my family or watching soccer at home. Crap. Leaves only weekend afternoons or evenings or mornings. Waking up late in the morning. So the opportunities are quite limited. getting introduced by friends are much realistic. But they are hard to come by. Considering that my friends are single fellows too! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that hard to meet someone? Girls nowadays are quite protective towards unknown men. If a girl gives you her number willingly on the first meeting, something's not right. Her number..is some sort something like her virginity. Haha..she won't give it up easily. You need to &lt;strong&gt;earn&lt;/strong&gt; her trust. &lt;strong&gt;EARN. &lt;/strong&gt;And that takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another issue of personality clashes. After getting to know someone, you realise..we have our differences. And time would be wasted already. Haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is tough to meet someone. Maybe I need to watch romantic movies. Make myself feel good. As though I'm in love. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8859729608000606443?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8859729608000606443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8859729608000606443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8859729608000606443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8859729608000606443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/09/am-i-straight.html' title='Am I Straight?'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4358157305555056793</id><published>2007-08-11T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:53:24.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Trip &amp; Echo Division..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b353ee3b456e"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097285792450453858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rr0ya_GnoWI/AAAAAAAAABE/PYvW5aW0e-U/s320/IMG_0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a long time since i last updated my blog. Been occupied with stuffs I guess. Anyway,its been a rollercoaster ride for me. Full of its ups and downs. Haha..the KL trip was certainly a great experience. My first overseas trip without my family. Interesting huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started out with some of us being late. Haha..after that,somehow we got cheated of our bus to KL. We didn't get the bus as promised. And we had to share our bus with a few other people. Damn! This is why I don't trust Malaysia fully yet. Haha..no offence. Left Larkin at 10am! So late! Arrived KL at around 2pm. And there was a pit-stop too. We didnt want a pit-stop at the first place. Haizz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to our hotel. Hotel Agora. Right in the middle of Bukit Bintang! Wow! Great location. Once we left our bags in our rooms,it was time to shop! Haha..went to a few shopping centres. Topman,Guess,Levi's,Tag Heuer,Armani etc. Mcm orang kaya eh? ahaha.. Ended the 1st day in KL with dinner at Kenny Rogers! Haha...nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day. Had breakfast at McDonalds. After that more shopping! Haha..went to Berjaya Times Square and KLCC. Had fun in the monorail. Hehe..we were like a bunch of tourists. Actually,we are! Haha..Times Square was huge! There's even a rollercoaster in the shopping centre! Haha..had lunch at A&amp;amp;W! Haha..love that place. In the evening, we went to Petaling Street for good bargains. Where our skills in bargaining were really tested. Got myself a few good deals. Hehe..i did ok i guess. Haha..that night wanted to visit Hard Rock Cafe but someone was a bit too young to enter. Hehe..in the end we went back to the hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last day in KL. It was a Sunday. Had roti canai by the roadside! Haha..cool. Managed to do last minute shopping. Haha..took the bus back at 3pm. And it rained heavily when we were walking to the bus interchange. And there wasn't any shelter! Haha..I was soaking wet when i got into the air-con bus! Haha..was fighting the cold throughtout the trip back home. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But along the trip back home, I reflected on what happened throughout the 3 days. It was indeed a great trip. The fun that we had during the 3 days. The stuffs that we bought. I managed to get myself a 3/4 pants, a pair of sunglasses and a watch. Haha..not to forget a "Mr.Bean's teddy" soft toy. Haha! It was adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back to Singapore at arond 9+. Hope there would be another trip soon. great memories will not be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got my posting result on 24th July. Echo Division! Haizz...wasn't happy about it when i got it. Haha..my first reaction was "WHY?!!". Some of my squadmates were actually trying to console me. Haha..appreciate it. But this is life. I have to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st day at Echo was interesting. Had to wait for an hour for the PNS department fellows to get ready for me. Haha..settled with my administrative matters. Then had a tour around the division. It was a huge place for me. 6 floors. Lots of departments. Lots of places to remember. Haha..after lunch,I had a tour of the various NPCs under the jurisdiction of the division. Thats how i spent my first day. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day was a Friday. Was brought to my department. Operations! It was welcoming to have a malay guy as my 'partner-in-crime'. Haha..had lunch with the department. Then went for my Friday prayers. That was a relief. For me, if i get a chance to go for my prayers,I'll be ok with the place. Haha..learned a few things about the job. All I can say..i will be occupied as time goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now,I'm beginning to settle down. Had duties during the Istana Open House last Sunday! Spent the whole day there at the Command Post. It was a good experience. I began to understand more of my job. More tasks had been assigned to me. So far I'm doing ok. Can handle them. Haha..lets see as time goes on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4358157305555056793?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4358157305555056793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4358157305555056793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4358157305555056793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4358157305555056793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/08/kl-trip-echo-division.html' title='KL Trip &amp; Echo Division..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rr0ya_GnoWI/AAAAAAAAABE/PYvW5aW0e-U/s72-c/IMG_0447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-1357989165048967789</id><published>2007-07-18T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:25:16.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMC Police Cup 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/?a=2CauXDRmzYvzA&amp;notag=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088449608702069906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rp3N9ZgpjJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qlwKg46O_DE/s320/IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its an unforgettable tournament indeed. Got into the final. Scored 5 goals in 6 games. Got a high fever that lasted for a few days after the tournament. Haha..wish i could done it all over again (perhaps without the sickness?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Represented TRACOM for the tournament. We were lucky enough to even had a chance to represent TRACOM as we had just passed out as Inspectors! Haha..me and 6 of my suqadmates played for the team along with ASP Rahman and the Deputy Commander of K9 unit! Cool huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tournament started at 8am. Begins with a group stage format. Faced 'E' Division in our first game. I sat out for the first game. We conceded the early goal. Due to defensive errors. But we got the equaliser through Ram. WooHoo! Ended in a draw. 1-1. 1 point...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd game was against Coast Guards. I started for this game. I scored the first goal of the game. A low cross by Ven. Tapped it in. Beautiful set-up. What a way to open my account. ASP socred the other goal. We won 2-0. 4 points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd game was against Police Headquarters. Thier team consists of my seniors! Haha..all of us were hyped up for it. We started strongly and I scored the 1st 2 goals! Haha..the first was a placed shot at the bottom right corner while the 2nd was a tap-in from a low cross. Final score was 4-1. TRACOM won! 7 points. 3 goals by Mohamed Ardi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th game was against ISD. Blew our chances. I could have scored a few goals. In the end,it was a bore draw. 0-0. 8 points. 3 goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the bench for our last group game. It was against Traffic Police. We won 2-0. The goal by ASP Rahman was beautiful. Holds the ball in the middle of the box. Fakes a left turn before he shoots to the right. Power! Haha..11 points! Through to the quarterfinals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quarterfinal showdown against Police Headquarters 2. They took a 2-0 lead. But in the 2nd half,we turned the score around to 3-2! Thanks to a hat-trick by Ram! WooHoo!! That was a lucky escape..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semifinal match was against 'F' Division. It was a tough game as they were finalists in the recent 11-a-side tournament. But we remained calm and took the lead. Fihrin tried to lob over the keeper but hit the crossbar. The ball bounced right to my head and went into the goal! Perfect position at the perfect time. Haha..lucky goal! 1-0! But we conceded a penalty soon after. Argh! 1-1. But then we took back the lead. A perfect cross from the left by Ram was met by me! Haha..perfect header and it was 2-1! Haha..all of them said that was a beauty! Haha..in the end,we won the game 3-1. WooHoo!! Finals! 5 goals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final was against Gurkhas! It was physically tough. We were drained but they were like Energizer bunnies! Although we took the lead first through Ram, in the end we lost 3-1 to them! Haha..but at least we gave our best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day. Got our pictures taken. Got myself a medal. Free food. Haha..what more can i ask for? And a few goals to brag about! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-1357989165048967789?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/1357989165048967789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=1357989165048967789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1357989165048967789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1357989165048967789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/07/pmc-police-cup-2007.html' title='PMC Police Cup 2007'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rp3N9ZgpjJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qlwKg46O_DE/s72-c/IMG_0318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7449623240625376437</id><published>2007-07-13T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:54:27.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Pass Out Parade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b32dd4cd0502" target="_blank"/&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086643742457826434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RpdjiJgpjII/AAAAAAAAAAk/iBudWUzhfs4/s320/IMG_0268.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;POP!! POP!! Yahoo!! Haha..the time had finally came. Finally I've passed from Home Team Academy! Yes!! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was indeed a great moment. I'm feeling happy and yet sad at the same time. Finally no more training for me. But sad to leave my squadmates behind. They are indeed a great bunch of people! Will miss you lots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The parade itself was great. Although it rained in the morning, the weather didn't disappoint us in the evening. It was perfect conditions. Wasn't that hot. Wasn't going to rain. Simply perfect. Hehe..we were appluaded when we marched into the parade square. In our white uniforms. Like knights in the battlefront. Hehe. Could even see my parents up at the grand stand! Our march-pass was my favourite! My squad did the slow march! Simply graceful and elegant. Like true gentlemen! Haha. The most touching moment was the affixation of my rank by my parents. Almost shed a few tears. It was a nice moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation dinner followed after our parade. The food could have been better. I felt like a star on that day. Photographers busy taking our photos. As though we are on Singapore Idol 3! Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De-kit of our stuffs on the next morning. Returned our laptops and uniforms. A whole day process. After that,went to JB to buy bus tickets for our squad holiday to KL! WooHoo!! Haha..after which, I met up the the squad at Ram's place for our graduation party! Yay!! What a blast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will miss OCT 02/06. All of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've uploaded pictures of my parade. Click the picture and enjoy them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7449623240625376437?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7449623240625376437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7449623240625376437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7449623240625376437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7449623240625376437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/07/police-pass-out-parade.html' title='Police Pass Out Parade!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RpdjiJgpjII/AAAAAAAAAAk/iBudWUzhfs4/s72-c/IMG_0268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8628655294172616502</id><published>2007-06-10T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:01:04.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guards of Honour...</title><content type='html'>Ok..its been a while since i last updated my blog. lets see...Police Day Parade 2007 was a success!! WooHoo! Haha..it was a nice performance from us, the Guards-of-Honour contingent! After pressuring practice and being the receiving endof the hair-dyer treatment, we finally pull it off on the day itself! Haha...thankfully! I've even found a video of our performance on youtube.com!! Haha..cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've witnessed the Passing Out Parade of my friends from OCS! It was a great performance by them! Despite the rain before the parade,it turned out to be a great ending. They truly deserved their 2LT rank! Good luck fellow officers! I've managed to meet my secondary school fren Marcus! And Jonathan from my BMT days! Haha..Hawk Coy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family's off for a holiday. Im home alone for the weekend! Haha..but its kinda boring. I'v got no plans. But I want to go out! Argh!! Kalaulah ade matair..at least boleh jugak ajak dia kluar!! Haha..anyone wanna go out wif me? Call me!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometims you wonder...who are actually your real friends? The people that you can really trust. And right now..I don't know who are they..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8628655294172616502?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8628655294172616502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8628655294172616502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8628655294172616502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8628655294172616502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title='Guards of Honour...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-393845745887510092</id><published>2007-05-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:21:39.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing the Cobwebs..</title><content type='html'>Its been some time since i last wrote in here. Hehe..wassup people?! I kinda miss the writing here. Hmm..well my life's been ok. For a start, the Police Day Parade is fast approaching! WooHoo! I'm gonna be part of the Guards-of -Honour contigency. But the rehearsals ae just torturing so far! Haha..doing mark time is no easy feat. I think my thighs are quite tough and muscular right now! Hehe..and I can pull back my arm well! Haha..and doing those rifle drills. i'm a pro right now! Just got my Number One Uniform. And I look really good in it! Like a true officer! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me of police life. Well..all I can say is that if you really have the passion of police work, it'll b a great career. Its stable. It has a good future. And its a noble job. But it'll never be easy. Because you are fighting a real war each day. You may get hurt at any day. At any time. At any place. To that someone,if you wanna know more..ask me personally k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..love is a tough game. Maybe it isn't a game. With the emotions of people involved,we shouldn' t treat it like a game. And you can't force someone into it. I tried to force myself but I felt guilty about it. Shouldjust le it be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-393845745887510092?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/393845745887510092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=393845745887510092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/393845745887510092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/393845745887510092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/05/clearing-cobwebs.html' title='Clearing the Cobwebs..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-493239601768619462</id><published>2007-05-06T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:18:21.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of OBS 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b329dc80054a"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061312302838746738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rj1kuTQEjnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cwx4be_g9I0/s320/DSCF0956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now..here are pictures from my OBS experience. 12 days at Pulau Ubin! Enjoy guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-493239601768619462?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/493239601768619462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=493239601768619462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/493239601768619462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/493239601768619462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-of-obs-2007.html' title='Pictures of OBS 2007'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/Rj1kuTQEjnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cwx4be_g9I0/s72-c/DSCF0956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8833722289684770914</id><published>2007-04-30T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:19:51.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual DNA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgcolor=#3D3932&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-37B19502.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_23F0F190.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-536C6BFB.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_045A8238.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-E26BA3F.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_761F2B14.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_79AFF11D.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_368EAF3E.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-31AF758B.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_4F9C0EDC.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;amp;habitslabel=NEW WAVE PURITAN&amp;uid=265584-904e&amp;amp;srv=iwebcl4" bgcolor="#3D3932" quality="best" enablejavascript="false" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(150,150,150) 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 340px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 25px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=265584-904e&amp;srv=iwebcl4"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;color:#cccccc;"&gt;™&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found a cool website courtesy of Siti Nuraini. Kinda true in a way. Reflected a lot about me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8833722289684770914?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8833722289684770914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8833722289684770914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8833722289684770914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8833722289684770914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-visual-dna.html' title='My Visual DNA...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7177704685996797220</id><published>2007-04-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:38:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning from OBS!!</title><content type='html'>I've made it! After 12 gruelling days at Pulau Ubin, it was one hell of an experience. Physically we were pushed to our limits. Mentally we were challenged each day. Emotionally it was a testing time for all of us. But my squad of OCTs managed to overcome the challenge! I'm proud of what we have achieved. It an a great achievement. It was indeed an experience of a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are defining moments throughout the 12 days at Ubin. I wouldn't not forget the land expedition. 3 days in the jungles of Ubin was certainly a tough task although we had gone through tougher times at Tekong. Battling 'commandos' mosquitos daily and bashing through the thick jungles constantly was overwhelming. At times we got lost navigating through the jungle. But we did it. I could remember the time when we had to dash 200m with our heavy backpacks and equipments to achieve our goal. It was a mad dash. Not for the weak hearted. But we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the sea expedition too. 4 days out in the open seas! In a two-man kayak. I shared my kayak with Hilwan. It was a testing period indeed. At times,the sea was taking over me. Engulfing me with seasickness and boredom. For the first time,I lost the battle of seasick. It was not a nice feeling to begin with. Vomitted out my lunch. But I felt better afterwards. Half of the squad was down with seasickness too. It was a disaster in one word. And that was day one. From Ubin to East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;Second day was better. We paddled as an unified team. Arrived at our destination an hour earlier. East Coast to Pulau Hantu. Had 'claypot rice'. My feet are killing me from the constant bites of sandflies and mosquitos.&lt;br /&gt;Third day was the best. Was moving at a very fast pace. Arrived 2 hours earlier. Haha..we were outdoing ourselves each day. We were getting stronger. Like Spartans. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Last day of the sea expedition. All of us were in high spirits. We felt invincible. Nothing can bring us down except for us. You are your own strengths and weaknesses. We braved the high seas. We overcame the scorching sun. We sang our way back to Ubin. Arrived in Ubin 2 hours earlier than expected. We did it!! Paddled 120km of the sea. Its like going around Singapore! its an achievement that I'm truly proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the 10km run. It was on our 11th day at OBS. They called it the 'Accomplishment Run'. Before the start of the run,I told myself that it'll be a tough task. That was before I went to OBS. But when I was minutes away from the run, I told myself...I Can Do It! Never give up..never surrender! I was thankful that Firdaus was by my side. He kept me moving. He kept talking to me. His presence was vital for me. Made the run a lot easier. Thanks my friend. As we got closer to the finishing line, I felt stronger. I was sprinting my way to the line. As I crossed the line..something went past my mind. I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've became a stronger person after OBS. Physically,mentally and emotionally. But I feel it was my mental toughness that helped me thoughout the 12 days. With it, I've accomplished so many things. Land expedition. Sea expedition. 10km run. Rock-climbing. With my mental strength, no obstacles shall stop my path towards success. Only slows me down. Not stopping me down. Plus the inspiration from the movie '300'..I felt like a Spartan! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality. This is where life begins. This is where I show my toughness to the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7177704685996797220?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7177704685996797220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7177704685996797220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7177704685996797220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7177704685996797220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/04/returning-from-obs.html' title='Returning from OBS!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8752704821401415396</id><published>2007-04-06T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:00:21.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies...</title><content type='html'>In life,there are things that I really hate. That I really dislike. That turns me off every time I come upon it. And one of those things are lies. It is the very thing that makes this loving place of us a sinful atmosphere of deception and evil. Why do an individual choose that path to take instead of a truthful one? Is it because of out of fear? Is it because of the lack of trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest. I do lie. Yes. I'm not a perfect person. I'm no Mr.Righteous. But at least I do have some sort of principles. I do not lie to my loved ones. I do not lie to the people that I truly love for. I do not lie to people that I care for. Because it is just cruel to do such thing to them. They have given their trust to you. At the very least, give them your trust back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an painful experience to go through when you thought someone who was close to you actually lied to you. I know how does that feel. I've been lied to many times in my life to this day. People that I have began to trust. Backstabbing me right in my back. It hurts deeply. Every single time it happens, I would think to myself. Who can I really trust in my life? If your close friends can do such things, how about the others around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who have hurt me before. The people who have lied to me before with their sweet words. Why? Have I done anything to hurt them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in soceity wears a mask. To hide themselves from the lies. To fool others. To make others think that they are angelic individuals. I'm tired of those masks. The very masks that has been hurting me time after time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8752704821401415396?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8752704821401415396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8752704821401415396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8752704821401415396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8752704821401415396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/04/lies.html' title='Lies...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7078802766055821694</id><published>2007-03-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:09:56.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Twists...</title><content type='html'>At times life does throw at you a twist. Something thats unpredictable. Its that very twist that makes life interesting. But its that very twist that makes life unbearable at times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this very twist..part of fate? I believe so. For I believe that there is fate. Destiny. That makes life unpredictable. Because you can't predict life. You can't predict your fate. All of our decisions in life are all part of fate. They happen for a reason. Because of our decisions, thats where we move on in life. A decision that leads to another decision. To another crossroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was my fate to meet such people. To give me a better understanding of life. That life can be cruel at times. And that I must learn to take it with a pinch of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I grow stronger by each day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7078802766055821694?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7078802766055821694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7078802766055821694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7078802766055821694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7078802766055821694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-twists.html' title='Life&apos;s Twists...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-9129190602989437818</id><published>2007-03-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:04:57.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off...</title><content type='html'>I freaking pissed off right now. How would you feel if you are supposed to go on a date but your date didn't even show up? Didn't even sms you? Didn't answer or call you? I freaking pissed! And its not the first time that it has happened to me in my life. I don't usually lose my patience often but i feel that its time to open things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the girls who have achieved to break my heart. All of you did a very good job! Congrats! If anyone of you ladies out there bother to make things right..you got lots to do to prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there are other more ladies who care to break my heart..come forward. Break it even more. I don't even care about it anymore. Its turned cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prove me wrong if you do care....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-9129190602989437818?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/9129190602989437818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=9129190602989437818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/9129190602989437818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/9129190602989437818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/03/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-5624904887850966591</id><published>2007-03-10T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T11:10:48.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos Week...</title><content type='html'>Ths week in HTA has been an interesting one. And its been a long time since I felt this tired! Haha..but it turns out to be a nice ending at least. Which is always good. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my Penal Code exam yesterday. It was one of the toughest for me personally. There were so many sections of the law to be covered. It constitutes almost every offence known. Haha..and we had like only a week to prepare (thats for me..!). And revision was not helped with activities surfacing every now and then at the very last minute! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essay paper was easy for me. No much tricks there. Haha..so no shocks i hope. But the MCQ paper was a killer. Most of us struggled with it. I was like biting my own nails when they go through the answers on the spot! Haha..its an electronic test by the way. Just like your Basic Theory Driving Test. You get your results at the same time! Haha..but thankfully I passed! For a moment i thought i was going to fail this paper. Maybe you just got to have some faith. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a tiring long day. The OCTs had to test run a new 2.4km route at old PA with another 2 NS Squads. Most probably it'll be the new route for reservists to take their IPPT. In the end,we had to run almost 8 laps! Thats 3.2km! While the NS Squads ran only a lap! F&amp;@*!!!&lt;br /&gt;And we had to run our 2.4km IPPT there too as an official test! I clocked in at 11.03 minutes. Haha..didn't give my all best. Cause there was a soccer tournament in the evening! Didn't want to burn myself out for that match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our soccer tournament was at 4pm. I didn't get to rest much cause we got back to HTA at around noon. Had to do provost duties on that day. And attended a lesson after that! Argh! Our opponents were Squad 63. They had 3 Tracom players in thier team. Hmm..so? Haha..first half we were down by 1-0 due to a deflection goal. Can't do much in those situations. But in the second half, OCTs were really fired up. Once we got our first goal by Ram, all hell break loose! Haha..we were like screaming and fighting for each ball. Our supporters were awesome too! I almost got a goal after loosing 2 defenders off me.Playing as a long striker is a tough job. I was marked tightly throughout the game but i got myself into 2 scoring positions. Should have taken those chances. But in the end..we won 3-1!! WooHoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family's off for a holiday in Port Dickson. Haizz..kinda sad bout it that i had to stay home. All alone. Maybe thats why i was being moody to everyone. Forgive me to anyone who i've offended in any way yesterday. I might be facing a mid-life mini crisis i guess...Haizz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-5624904887850966591?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/5624904887850966591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=5624904887850966591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5624904887850966591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/5624904887850966591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/03/chaos-week.html' title='Chaos Week...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7636292526456893885</id><published>2007-02-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:18:32.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Write...</title><content type='html'>Its been ages since i last wrote an entry. Somehow I can't find the time to do so. Haha..too obsessed with myself i suppose. lets see where should i start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer tournament has begun at HTA. My team OCT were through to the 2nd round after defeating the Regulars 3-0. wooHoo!! That was a nice victory for our squad. Actually i didn't get to score a goal but at least the team played well. Thats much more important! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed my Criminal Procedure Code exam on last Wednesday! WooHoo!! Another celebration for me! It was so-called the toughest paper in the OCT course. But i managed to pass it in one attempt! Yeah!! Celebrated that night by ordering pizzas! (since i didn't have a date for that evening on Valentine's Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a new pair of Adidas boots. My old pair had self destructed! Haha..it was time for a new pair. The last one i bought was like 4 years ago. Wow...thats really long! Haha..maybe will upload a picture of my new boots soon k? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a bachelor for sure. Haha..but whats there to complain? I mean..why am i complaining all the time when i'm not putting in effort to get myself attached? Haha..no guts to ask for a gal's number. Haha..did it once and i don't dare to try it again. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now. Will try to update often. Haha..emphasize on the word 'try'. Haha..adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7636292526456893885?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7636292526456893885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7636292526456893885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7636292526456893885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7636292526456893885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long Time No Write...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4082114779510567530</id><published>2007-02-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:52:44.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Shift To Go...</title><content type='html'>After Saturday's shift,my attachment will be over. Kinda have mix feelings about it. Happy because i don't have to work 12 hour shifts again! Haha..but on the other hand, i'll be sad cuase i'm gonna miss Sembawang NPC Team Alpha. They're a great bunch of people to work with. I've learnt quite a lot during my two weeks with them. It'll be tough to leave them behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Saturday's shift, it'll be back to HTA! Holiday chalet! Haha..but with my exams coming around the corner, it'll be a stressful period. But still, it wouldn't be so demanding. Just training. And more training. Hopefully there's lesser running too! Haha..i simply hate to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done something thats totally against your own rules of life before? Something thats totally wrong? Something that will put you in trouble? Think i've done that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4082114779510567530?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4082114779510567530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4082114779510567530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4082114779510567530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4082114779510567530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-shift-to-go.html' title='One Shift To Go...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-1926881495085682084</id><published>2007-01-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:25:07.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Life Easy...</title><content type='html'>I have to learn to take life easy. Not stressing myself into a situation. Thats me. I've been stressed up in situations before. I've got to learn to compose myself. The calm before the raging storm. Be cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my Police Attchment on Monday. It was an interesting experience. And i hope to gain as much knowledge from this attachment as possible. Cause i wouldn't have another opportunity like this. Will be on the ground and handle with real life situations. That would be awesome. Its a war everyday once you're on the streets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet's connection is very slow nowadays. Hmm...hate it man! It just slows me down. I have things to do! Haha...i look forward to the internet once i walk out of camp for the weekends. And now it kinda spoils the mood. Haha...my only love for now is giving up on me too! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-1926881495085682084?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/1926881495085682084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=1926881495085682084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1926881495085682084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1926881495085682084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/01/taking-life-easy.html' title='Taking Life Easy...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7711594753948356986</id><published>2007-01-20T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:20:25.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know..</title><content type='html'>I don't know about myself. Really. I feel so helpless at home now. NO one to go out with. And why is that my life is getting complicated nowadays? Haha..keep falling for people who are happily attached with their boyfriends. Supported by people who always think that i'm this great person who would be a great boyfriend for some lucky girl. But always rejected by ladies who had lose hope in love. Haizz...it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i feel being in HTA is betetr than when i'm at home in some ways. First,i'm distracted from my problems with all-day activities in camp. I have the company of great friends around me. Talking crap and making fun of one another. Its quite a good experience. But once i step out of camp,the feeling of being lonely starts to come in again. Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,I don't even have the mood to go out with my mum. Strange. Its kinda depressing i think. Going out with your mum on a Saturday. Usually i would go out with her since i would be so bored at home. But now..even though i'm bored at home..i still don't feel like going out with her. Haizz...Hopefully someone will rescue me from this suffering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7711594753948356986?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7711594753948356986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7711594753948356986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7711594753948356986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7711594753948356986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-7220872938830896424</id><published>2007-01-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:07:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable Loner...</title><content type='html'>Thats what i am now. A pathetic fellow. Who spends weekends alone. Without the company of people. Supported by many. Rejected by others. I'm hopeless. I'm beyond repair. Beyond help. Feel like giving it up. Giving up on love itself. Whats the use of waking up every morning with the feeling that there's always something missing in your life? Incomplete. It sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a tough game. And I happen to be a bad player in that game. Can I restart the game? Can I just quit the game? Can I just forfeit the game? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-7220872938830896424?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/7220872938830896424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=7220872938830896424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7220872938830896424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/7220872938830896424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2007/01/miserable-loner.html' title='Miserable Loner...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4118298361497040263</id><published>2006-12-29T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:28:54.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCT Social Night Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/?a=2CauXDRmzYvZg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013969389763552978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RZUymEeJ5tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3tLZ_PTHRKI/s320/DSC07027.JPG" border="0" target="_blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there...pictures from my Social Night 2006 are up! Just click on the picture to enjoy the rest of it. A collection of photos from my squad. Since i don't own a camera! Haha...enjoy them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4118298361497040263?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4118298361497040263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4118298361497040263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4118298361497040263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4118298361497040263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-there.html' title='OCT Social Night Photos!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/RZUymEeJ5tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3tLZ_PTHRKI/s72-c/DSC07027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4643595839722828358</id><published>2006-12-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:15:48.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Dreams Mean Something?</title><content type='html'>Had dreams of something similar off late. Of someone actually. Someone in need of help. Does it really mean that? Some do say that dreams are part of us. Subconsciously creating vision of what we choose to desire. Some may say that dreams do reflect of real life situations. Hmm...what should i do about it? Makes me feel uneasy at times. I have to do soemthing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends' dad just passed away. It was a shock to everyone from my squad. He passed away last night. Attended the funeral this morning. Drove to his place with Zainal and Fihrin. Accompanied him all the way to the burial site. And it was a nice feeling to see the rest of the squad joining us at the burial. Together with our Course Manager ASP Teoh and Fitness Instructor Pannir. After the deceased was safely buried, all of us went our separate ways. Abdullah was certainly a strong man. Manages to hold himself together through this tough time. We'll be there for you brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no man. Before time runs out on you, do something that you may regret in the future. For life is unpredictable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4643595839722828358?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4643595839722828358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4643595839722828358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4643595839722828358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4643595839722828358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-dreams-mean-something.html' title='Do Dreams Mean Something?'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-4091768276734513679</id><published>2006-12-24T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T20:08:53.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCT Senior Term Bar and Social Night..</title><content type='html'>It was a memorable night indeed. After getting our senior rank( Yeah man...WooHoo!! Haha..), it was time to celebrate our success. And for me..it was a chance to celebrate the success of the Senior Term Bar Ceremony which I was part of the organising committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organising it was a tough job indeed. With so many approvals to go through. And so many different ideas to consider. The constant changing to programme,videos,powerpoints and others. It was frustrating. Preparations for the ceremony was a nerve-wrecking feeling too. With only a day to set up everything for the ceremony. Plus the rehearsals. Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the entire ceremony went smoothly. I was proud to be part of the committee. No flaws from my point of view. Everything was perfect to the very last detail. And we even got praises for our video montage! From the Acting Commande of TRACOM! Cool huh?! Haha...WooHoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm was the time we walked out of HTA. Shared a cab with Zainal,Richard and Ram to Woodlands. Took a bus then from the interchange. Then got myself ready for Social Night. It was tough..deciding on what to wear. Whether its appropriate for the dinner function. Whether its over the top. But in the end, I decided to wear a brown jacket with a shirt and jeans. Hehe..after that met up with my date for the evening, Surya. My schoolmate of NYP. She looked lovely. Simple yet nice. Sweet. Haha..and it was the first time that we actually went out. Haha..got to Charcoal restaurant at 6.15pm. Some of my squadmates were there already. Signed my autograph. Hehe..the squad was collecting signatures for the dinner event. The restaurant was simply nice. There was a waiting area which was cosy. Relaxing mood. Socialising with the others. Introducing Surya to my crazy squad. After that dinner was ready to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a salad. It was kinda plain but tasted just ok. Next was the soup. Had creme of mushroom. Tasted weird for me. Haha..while we were having the soup, they played our award-winning video montage again. Haha..then they showed the other side of OCT. The crazy side. Haha..it was hilarious seeing the video. Then it was the main course. Had salmon with leek sauce. Thats what the menu said. Haha..it was nice. But the wait was too long i feel. Hmm..well..everyone's a critic. Then it was dessert. Strawberry cheesecake!! It was blissful!! Haha..lastly tea was served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice night. Took numerous pictures. Hope to collect from them soon! Will upload the pics! Hehe..hope that there would be another function like this. Love my guys. OCT 02/06!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-4091768276734513679?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/4091768276734513679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=4091768276734513679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4091768276734513679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/4091768276734513679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/12/oct-senior-term-bar-and-social-night.html' title='OCT Senior Term Bar and Social Night..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-8250275726290847512</id><published>2006-12-17T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:40:48.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is A Tough Game..</title><content type='html'>My senior term bar is coming nearer. This means my promotion to senior trainee is coming nearer too! Haha..and that also means that my Social Night is geting nearer too! Argh! Kinda looking forward to that dinner event. Found myself a date too. Not my girlfriend though. Haha..asked one of my friend to come along with me. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good time to have a girlfriend now. Haha...occasions like these does come in handy when you have a girlfriend. Hehe..showing off to your friends. And having someone to be there for you. What a nice feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessed my feelings to someone recently. And as usual..got myself rejected again. Haha..whats new? Been rejected for 4 years..so wats the difference now? But I always find it irritating when people come up to me and tell me that you'll find yourself someone special. You're a great guy. A girl will be lucky to have you. Yeah rite! If i'm that great..why am i doing here all alone? Being rejected time after time. This sucks. I mean..to have that someone being there for me and loving me for who i am..is all i ask. Is that hard enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-8250275726290847512?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/8250275726290847512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=8250275726290847512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8250275726290847512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/8250275726290847512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-is-tough-game.html' title='Love Is A Tough Game..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-1746808153839770305</id><published>2006-12-03T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:04:54.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing The Good Old Days..</title><content type='html'>Had a mini-reunion with my secondary school friends yesterday evening. Well..it was only me,Amir and Muhd. Haha..but its been some time since i last saw Muhd. SO it was nice getting to see him in person. Haha..anyway,Jeg was supposed to join us but he can't make it at the very last minute due to work commitment. Understood bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..supposed to catch a movie too yesterday but the selection of movies at Marina Square was a bit saddening. Haha..in the end we scraped away that movie idea. Head to Long John Silver since me and Amir haven't had our lunch. We ordered the usuals. Value Combo One! Haha..its just a classic from our secondary school days! Haha..but its still value for money for years now! After eating there,we finally left the palce due to a number of people looking for seats at the place itself. Haha..i don't think we'll move if its not that crowded. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Maghrib prayers at Masjid Maulana near Clarke Quay. Its my first visit to that mosque. Its an underground mosque. Hmm..interesting concept especially since its near the CBD area. After that the three of us just chilled along Singapore River. Haha..we practically sat down on the floor and resting our backs onto a bench. Haha..but at least we were comfortable. Left the place at around 9pm to join Adila for dinner. Haha..Amir went to Dhoby Ghaut for band practice. Me and Muhd went to Bugis for dinner. Met Adila at Bugis MRT. Haha..and i ate Rendang Double meal there at Burger King. Haha..2 meals in the space of only 4 hours! Crazy man! The new three of us sat there and talked about everything under the sun. Doing some catch up with our lives. Updating handphone numbers too! Haha..and finally i noticed the time when i left the place.11pm!! Argh! Got the train back home with Adila. Finally got back home at 12.20am. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice talking to them about my life. Sharing our experiences. Talking crap with them. Making fun of one another. Listening to our sad stories of life. Advising one another. HAha..I do miss my secondary school friends. I do miss the good old days. And its been 4 years since we left Woodlands Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life may be full of regrets and sorrow. But be optimistic. And life will be meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-1746808153839770305?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/1746808153839770305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=1746808153839770305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1746808153839770305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/1746808153839770305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/12/missing-good-old-days.html' title='Missing The Good Old Days..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-803188059567222331</id><published>2006-11-13T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T19:17:06.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipoh Wedding</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Ipoh,Malaysia. To attend my cousin's wedding. Aww...it was a nice atmosphere. A Malaysian wedding which i've never attended before. So it was an experience for me too. Was trying hard to absorb every detail of it. And i had a good time too there. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Singapore on Saturday at around 5pm with my family. Had dinner first at Gelang Patah. After that we left off for Ipoh. Time of departure was at around 6.30pm. It was until 10.30pm where we had our pitstop. Since all of us were hungry. Haha..i was hungry from the sleeping in the car. Hehe..had A&amp;W! WooHoo! Its always a point to have A&amp;amp;W when we are in Malaysia. Hehe..i love that fastfood. But why must it close down all its braches in Singapore?!! Why?! Ok..enough of the drama. Left off the place somewhere along the North-South Highway at around 11+. Finally we got to Ipoh at around 12.30am. But we got lost finding my uncle's place. Hehe..got to his place at 1am. Chatted around with my Singapore relatives who came earlier. Even my KL cousin was there too! Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 9am. Had breakfast. Fried rice. Banana cake. After that we got ready for the wedding. Wore my purple baju kurung. Its a tradition that they wear traditional clothings during weddings. Had our lunch soon after. It was delicious! Power! Haha..authentic wedding dishes. After that we acompanied the bride to the wedding reception. My cousin was beautiful on that day. Like a princess. Haha..the ceremony was nice to see. Even recorded it on my phone! Haha..will upload pictures of the wedding soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event finished at around 4+. After that was a post-celebration of her wedding. Kak Ati was still in her wedding dress. Haha..had our dinner at her place before my family left the place to go back to Singapore. Left Ipoh at 7pm and arrived in Singapore at around 1am. Haha..my dad was like a F1 driver last nite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will be my wedding day? Haha..and how will it turn out? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-803188059567222331?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/803188059567222331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=803188059567222331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/803188059567222331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/803188059567222331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ipoh-wedding.html' title='Ipoh Wedding'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-116265207673002119</id><published>2006-11-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:17.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of an OCT...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating my blog recently. Apologies to my beloved fans. Hehe..although i have all the free time when i walk-out of HTA..somehow i can't find the right time to blog. Haha..excuses! But now..since i'm damn bored with myself..might as well do it before i change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya was interesting for me. For the first time..i actually shed a few tears when seeking forgiveness from my parents. Maybe its a sign of me being a mature fellow. Growing into a man. It was a good sign i guess. And this time around, my collection wasn't doing good either. Another sign of me growing into adulthood. Haha..although i receive some 'packets'..it wasn't like before. Aww...so sad! Haha..but at elast i still get to enjoy good food during this festive season! Haha..rendang,ketupat and flows of gaseous drinks! Haha..what a treat after 30 days of fasting! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as an OCT has been interesting too. Evenings at HTA are just empty at times. Haha..practically we had nothing to do much during evenings. Basically what i did during evenings are..sleep,watching movies,eating,playing sports and Sudoku. Haha..but it'll change soon with my first exam coming on 17th November! PPPO! Heard that it'll be a tough topic. Pray hard that i'll make it through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in HTA been a rollercoaster. Haha..went for a heritage tour on Tuesday. Visited a Buddhist monastery, Muslim mosque and a Catholic church. Buddhism and Christianity are interesting religions. But still..there's doubts within me about these religions. Since there are differences. Hmm..but interesting to know their religions better. For general knowledge. Hehe. Wednesday...went for a bowling tournament. Haha..played for TRACOM. Did ok since i was just a novice. Played 3 games. Bowled a score of 108-112-136. Haha..did actually scored my personal best on that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..Thursday was my shift to do flag raising. It was a nerve-breaking experience. Was my first time raising any flag. Haha..in the end, we kena scolded. Haha..one thing for sure..the army has taught me to control myself if kena f*%ked by anyone. Haha..and we were also scolded while flag lowering. But it wasn't our fault. We,the OCTs, are not deployed to do flag duties. But being sensible people and with some initiative, decided to do it anyway out of courtesy. And once we made mistakes,everyone began to play a game called "Its your fault!!". Politics! No one wanna take the blame. But everyone wanna take advantage of us. Since everyone is expecting the best from us. But we are humans too. Who do mistakes. Since its part of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was ok. Attended a Deeparaya staff concert. We were asked to attend on last minute. But i find that the concert was a mistake from start. First was an Indian lady who danced by herself to a Indian song. Ok...but next was 2 Malay guys who danced to a Hari Raya song by themselves on stage. It felt so gay by the way they danced! Haha..where's the females dancers?! It was simply awkward. Then..a belly dancer was up next! What the hell?! Why a belly dancer for Deeparaya celebration?!! I find it inappropriate. Out of context. And its the police force! Haizz...and lastly was a magic show. Lame. One word to describe it. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10km run next week. Haizz..thinking of it makes me tired already. Haha..have to take part in it since i'm an OCT. Will perform badly! Haha..haven't really trained for it. And its a week away! Haha..but at elast my 2.4km run timing had improved. Timed my run on Friday morning. Clocked in at 10.48 minutes. Cool! Personal best ever! Haha..thats like almost half a minute improvement! Hopefully i'll get my Gold for IPPT after 9 months. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-116265207673002119?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/116265207673002119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=116265207673002119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116265207673002119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116265207673002119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/11/confessions-of-oct.html' title='Confessions of an OCT...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-116150643228206311</id><published>2006-10-22T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:17.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rima Melati and Norfasarie</title><content type='html'>Saw both of them at Banquet Raffles yesterday! Argh...they are indeed good looking! Hehe..Rima was tall and verrrrry fair! And Norfasarie...was simply pretty in person. Looks better than in TV world. Haha..she just got herself another new fan! Haha..*winks* What choice do i have since my beloved Siti Nurhaliza has left me for a 'mature' guy. Haha..why Siti?! Why?!!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice time with Rafidah yesterday. Been a while since i last saw her. Think since i started NS in July. Well..this is what NS life is all about. Your social life tends to get disrupted. Hardly get the chance to meet up with my friends. Secondary school...poly...others. But at least i'm in the police now. More time to make time to socialise. Haha. Anyway,we had our breaking of fast at Banquet Raffles. Had black pepper beef with rice. Generous portion too. I love it that way. Hehe..worth every cent. After that,we walked around Bugis Junction. Fidah got her new raya shoes. Simple yet nice. Walked around the place more. She's crazy over a Espirit shirt currently. Hehe..left the place at around 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of being a celebrity last night. Haha..it felt good actually. But lonely too.You may have all the fame but whats the use if you're all alone in this world? Hmm...kinda reflected about my life currently. Haizz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-116150643228206311?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/116150643228206311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=116150643228206311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116150643228206311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116150643228206311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/10/rima-melati-and-norfasarie.html' title='Rima Melati and Norfasarie'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-116141283557027952</id><published>2006-10-21T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:16.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Coming..!!</title><content type='html'>Before i start my entry..i'll like to wish all of my Hindu friends...Happy Deepavali!! WooHoo!! Enjoy the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days left to Hari Raya! WooHoo! Haha..my family's been preparing quietly for the festive season. Got our baju kurungs already. Making delicacies currently. Colorful lights are being set-up too. Hehe..and i'm all hyped for it! Yeah man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been an interesting fasting month for me. Much challenging than any previous years. Physically i'm being pushed since its during my National Service. But with the support of my family and friends,it was quite ok. And i'm lucky to be in the police force during fasting month. Wouldn't know how much more i'll suffer if i were still in the army! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the ketupats,rendang and all the glorious food served during Hari Raya. Haha..its a time where everyone does not feel guilty when eating these food! Haha..and hopefully there's still green packets for me too! Haha..but frankly,i'll be lucky if i were to get any 'bonus' this time around. Sooner or later..my time will end. My time to give will come around soon. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in second chances? Personally i believe in it. Life is always unpredictable. Although they are hard to come by, they'll always be there for a reason. And i personally hope that i'll get another second chance  too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-116141283557027952?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/116141283557027952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=116141283557027952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116141283557027952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116141283557027952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya-coming.html' title='Hari Raya Coming..!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-116028501320601414</id><published>2006-10-08T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:16.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting...</title><content type='html'>Its been 2 weeks now of fasting. Its been an interesting experience since its my first time fasting most of the time in HTA and away from my family. Time has certainly changed now. Training's been ok actually. Didn't trained much physically last week in HTA due to the absence of our field instructor. He's away due to a funeral. But still..we had some 'strength training' too during swimming class! Haha..did like around 150 push-ups! No kidding..myu arms were like sore after that session. Haha..and i didn't even went into the pool! Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to Hari Raya. My family had begun preparations. Or at least i think so. Haha..went to Geylang last nite with my family. It was simply damn packed! Overflowing with people. But still the presence of Geylang is still not lost despite of the reconstruction of the area. Even saw Encik Firdous there too. (he's teaching my squad for drills..great instructor who's full of experience) Bought my baju kurung too! Haha..i'm all ready for raya! Haha..men are much simple minded beings when it comes to raya. Haha..just get us a baju kurung and we're ok for it. Hehe..this year's colour will be a mystery for now. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i felt something missing in my life now. Not sure what it is exactly. Have you felt that before? You may have everything in life but the feeling may still lingers around you. Keeping your mind uneasy. And right now..that feeling sucks. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-116028501320601414?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/116028501320601414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=116028501320601414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116028501320601414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/116028501320601414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/10/fasting.html' title='Fasting...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115967635015836992</id><published>2006-10-01T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Police Force Officer Cadet</title><content type='html'>Thats my title for now. Haha..i'm under trainin to be a senior officer in the Police Force. Wow..what a feeling! The prestige of the rank andrespect given to me was ovewhelming. When i first arrived at Home Team Academy, I was surprised myself! Haha..the way they treated us as human beings. No cursing or swearing. It was good..sacry in a way too cause i'm not used to it after 9 weeks at Pulau Tekong. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After registering ourselves and surrendering our 11B, it was time to take a look at our new barrack. And it was simply great. It certainly looks like a holiday camp. Haha..like a condo too! And i only shared my bunk with another guy. Thats 2 guys in a bunk compared to 13 guys in a bunk at Tekong! Amazing! And i share a common toilet with the other bunk. How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days of confinement there was interesting too. Had an orientation run around the new PA. New facilities and equipments. A massive mess for meals.Classrooms are equipped with up-to-date technology. There's a remote where it c0ntrols anything in the classroom! Haha..my goodness! Training only began at 7.30am till 5pm. Before and after thsoe times are admin time for us! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we the OCT (Officer Cadet Trainee) are quite the special ones too. We're the only ones wearing all-white during physical training. We're the only ones sitting in red chairs within an area of our own during meals. We are being greeted my other recruits. Haha..i was greeted once and it caught me offguard!! Got ourselves an welcome party too! Organised by the seniors (although it was crappy). The treatment towards us was different. A culture shock too. Even we get to go out for a while for 4 hours during our confinement! Cool huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are indeed lucky to be there. They only take one poly batch per year. And only during September. And only 40 people per intake. How lucky is that? The odds of getting there was quite low and here i am! Alhamdullilah..but great gifts comes with great responsibilities. We are to set a standard above others there. Cause we are example to the recruits there. Have to be on our best behaviour at all times. Drills have to be perfect at all times. They can't see your weakness. Only strengths. Cause we are future leaders of the force. The pressure is there. And i'm ready to embrace it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115967635015836992?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115967635015836992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115967635015836992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115967635015836992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115967635015836992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/10/singapore-police-force-officer-cadet.html' title='Singapore Police Force Officer Cadet'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115837238670801475</id><published>2006-09-16T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada....Posting Result..</title><content type='html'>It was an interesting movie. Watched it with Maisurah at Plaza Singapura. A friend of mine who i've known for a few years but only met for the first time. Haha..a sweet looking gal. Sadly,she's attached already. Haha..damn! Anyway..the movie was about the fashion world and a boss who's out there to make others suffer indirectly. Haha..girls would love this movie while guys..it'll be an eye opener. For me..i'm quite an open fellow. I watched different types of movies. And i'll recommend this movie if you're open enough guys!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we had Long John Silver. Talked about the movie and general stuffs of life. Haha..kena lectured too by her over something. Hehe..its been a while since i've got lectured by a girl. Haha..after that we went to Al-Falah for Maghrib prayers. Walked all the way there. After that..we walked all the way to Esplanade. Haha..wasn't that far actually. Now that i've discovered it. Haha..anyway..walking is not a problem for me nowadays. Hehe..after that 24km route march! Haha..then took a bus from there to go KKH. Went our separate ways in the bus. Alighted just outside the hospital. Rushed to the taxi stand to meet my mum and sis. Haha..got a lift from them back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my NSF Posting result in the morning. Thought that it'll only be out in the afternoon but some of my platoon mates got their results already. Haha..and guess what did i get?! Police Officer Cadet Trainee Inspector!! Haha..my wish was granted! WooHoo!! Was really surprised by the posting result. Didn't expect it much since my CO of Hawk Company said that Police wasn't taking anyone in this time around. Haha..so i was half prepared for SISPEC life. But now its a blessing i guess. I'm gonna be a Officer! Wow..cool huh? Everyone in my platoon was cursing at me. Haha..can't help it. Everyone in my family was surprised too. Even received a call from my Sargeant at Hawk Company. Haha..he was also cursing at me but he congratulated me too. Haha..everyone in the army is simply jealous of my posting. Not only me actually. There are 3 others in my platoon who got police too! Haha..including my buddy Jackson!! Haha..hard to believe! My sleeping partner during field camp! Haha..the other 2 were Fahmie and Matthew. Cool..maybe we'll be in the same section at Police Academy. Haha..but still no more field camps! No more route marches! (YES!!) No more SOC! No more army clothes! Haha...i'm ready for the new change..! Training will be tough for sure..but i'm prepared for it. Pain is temporary..pride is forever. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115837238670801475?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115837238670801475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115837238670801475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115837238670801475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115837238670801475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/09/devil-wears-pradaposting-result.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada....Posting Result..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115804322063359572</id><published>2006-09-12T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:15.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maximising My Block Leave..</title><content type='html'>Been keeping myself busy for the past few days. Frankly i'm just bored staying at home..doing nothing all day. Maybe cuase i'm used to having activities lined up for me for the past 9 weeks. Haha..and now i have to manage time by my own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My block leave began on Thursday. Spent that day playing soccer with my platoon. Wow..and it was cool. Most of my guys can actually play soccer. And they played good! Wah..can make my own team soon!! Wahaha..!! Played at Ngee Ann Polytechnic. It was my first visit to their campus. Quite impressed actually. That they have wireless network thoughout the entire campus area. Including the bus stop!! Haha..cool. After soccer..we had lunch at SIM nearby. Wow..the food was just fantastic. Value for money for sure! And pretty ladies too around! Hehe..after that me and a few platoon mates of mine went down to Queensway Shopping Centre. Haha..accompany Maximillan to buy his street soccer shoes. While i was there..i manage to buy myself a nice Mexico shirt and 2 collared shirts. Hehe..time to spend some cash..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday..went to town with my sis. Haha..and we don't usually go out together! cause she dislikes going out with me. Hehe.afraid that people might mistake me for her boyfriend. Haha..kinda true cause we don't really look alike. And i don't usually go out with her. Losing my chance to know any ladies too. Hehe..but we still went on. I became her driver for the day. Borrowed the family car. WooHoo!! Got to dorve around Singapore without the presence of our parents! Haha..bought a birthday gift for my sis's boyfriend. Its a secret! Hehe..after that fetched my mum from her workplace. Managed to bought myself a new Crumpler slingbag. Hehe..nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday..played soccer at Temasek Polytechnic with Amir's buddies. Fetched Amir at his place and we drove there. Hehe..i'm loving it. The convienience of having a driving license. Hehe..played there at 9am till noon. Had lunch at Century Square. Went our separate ways after that. Drove back home. Feeling shagged after that. Haha..but went out again at night for dinner with my family at Teh Tarik. Its located near Fuchun CC. Just a coffeeshop which offers decent food. I don't complain. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. PLayed badminton in the morning. From 8am till 11am. Was palying ok. Could have been better though. Hehe..after that, me and my dad attended a Malay wedding nearby. Haha..we bought along our clothes so that we don't have to make a trip back home just to change. Hehe..after that nice lunch (haha...power babe!)..went back home. Changed my outfit to go to Zouk's Flea Market. It was my first ever visit to a club. It was an interesting feeling. But the place was just damn packed! Haha..struggled to move around. But there were lots of ladies. I wonder how's the environment at night there?! Haha..ohh behave!! Haha..after the flea market..went off to Singapore Expo. My mum wanted to go to the Halal Food Fair. Quite ok..packed with makciks and food lovers! Haha...queued up for some Kebabs because it just looked too tempting! Haha..it was nice..but too expensive i feel. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. Went out for movies with my secondary school friends. At first there were a number of people. In the end..only me,Amir and Marcus turned up. Haizz..well can't expect much from a last minute planning. Hehe..we caught the 9.30pm show for Little Man. Haha..hilarious movie! Laughed from the start till the end. Its a good movie. Would recommend it. Got home at around 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an interesting few days. Kept myself busy. So as to distract myself from thinking too much. Just that there are a few people who had disappointed me lately. Didn't expect such actions from these people but who am i to control them? Waiting for someone that you like..is not a wise thing i feel. You just might end up hurting yourself. I know..cause i've just hurt myself. Words from a miserable loner. Haha..whats new?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115804322063359572?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115804322063359572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115804322063359572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115804322063359572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115804322063359572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/09/maximising-my-block-leave.html' title='Maximising My Block Leave..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115793971220511991</id><published>2006-09-11T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:14.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP!!!</title><content type='html'>That day had finally came. Finally i've become a private! Haha..it was indeed a nice feeling. Something thats worth treasuring. Hehe..after all the practices and rehearsals..it all came down to the parade. Wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strated preaparing for the Pass Out Parade (POP) on Friday. Had our first rehearsal. We rehearsed for the wet weather programme since it was raining on that day. Kinda frustrated at times cause we tried our best and yet they were still unhappy. F*ck man. Haha..mind my language! Practiced for hours before we were allowed to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd rehearsal was on Monday. All of us were in POP mood already. All of us have slacked already. Haha..in terms of so many ways. We didn't have 5BX for quite some time after we had completed the 24km route march. Hehe..no physical training too! So we were really slacking away in Tekong. Eating all day long without much exercise. Haha..cool! Practiced for a few hours. Marching was ok. The Infantry Roar sucks. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last rehearsal was on the actual day itself. Practiced more in the morning. We were good this time around. Haha..thats what the SSM(School Sargeant Major) said to us. Hehe..alrite! After that we got ready for the parade. Polished our boots. Packed all of our stuffs into the duffel bag. Doing our last area cleaning! Haha..then the time had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600hrs. The Parade Commander shouted out a command. "Baris...cepat ja...LAN!). And there we were off. Marching into the Parade Square like mighty soldiers. Even i was surprised by our performace. We marched smoothly without much difficulty. Hehe..and when we came to a stop..it was spot-on! Just one harmonious thump! FuhYoo!! Power man!! Haha..then we had to stand for quite some time under the hot sun before we marched past the audience. It was cool..to have so many eyes on you. Haha..after we surrendered out M16 'wives' and leaving our SBO and helmet behind..it was time to pass out as new privates. My dad put on my jockey cap for me. My mum and sis were there too to witness it. After doing the Infantry Roar,we placed our caps on our shoulders and throw the caps high up in the sky! WooHoo!! POP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures with my platoon. Thanked the Sargeants and Officers who had helped me throughout the 9 weeks. I'll be honest...i had a good time in BMT. despite of the toough training and punishment at times..its still a good journey. Making lots of new friends. Doing new stuffs for the very first time. WoW! LIke they say...BMT...its not what you leave behind...its what you'll gain in the days ahead!! Hawk Coy!! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115793971220511991?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115793971220511991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115793971220511991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115793971220511991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115793971220511991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/09/pop.html' title='POP!!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115716152630305803</id><published>2006-09-02T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:13.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Absence..</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since i last updated my blog. Hehe..hope you guys didn't miss me much. Haha..anyway,NS life has been quite ok. Better than expected actually from my point of view. And a lot has been happening for the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was the Hand Grenade Test. Wow..that was an eye opener! That will be something that i'll never forget in my life. The experience of holding onto a real-life hand grenade was overwhelming. But i manage to remain calm and collected. It was quite scary to put that grenade in your SBO too! Haha..and i indeed felt the impact of the blast. WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my IPPT test. I had to take the 2nd test instead cause i was sick during the first test. At first i didn't have much confidence when we began the first station...The Chin-Up Bar!! Haha..cause firstly i just came back from sickness and i was feeling kinda weak too. But somehow i manage to find the strength to do and got myself 8 reps!! WooHoo! Haha..thats an improvement from 3 when i first started BMT! Haha..in the end,i got a Silver grade. Thats good enough for me. Hehe..for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 16km route march was next. For some reason,i don't seem to like route marches. Haha..i mean..i hate to start a route march. Haha..to think of the distance. The first 8km wasn't easy for me. I had blisters so early in the march. Damn! Struggled to keep up at times but i had to push myself. Had to keep up with the pace and to close up the gaps. But once we had our dinner,I felt better. More energized i guess. Hehe..was motivated to complete it. Even encouraged the struglling others too along the way. And we overcame it! WooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Standard Obstacle Course (SOC) was next. Imagine my body condition after IPPT on Tuesday, 16km route march yesterday and SOC today! Haha..i was feeling damn shagged by that time. The run in to the SOC ground was challenging. Had to pace myself to avoid being tired too fast. But once i approached the Low Wall,I struggled to go up! Haha..usually without the run in..i would have no problems. Haha..for once i failed to clear a station at the first attempt. Haha..cleared the wall on the 2nd try. After that it was smooth sailing until i cleared the Low Ramp. Haha..once i jumped off the ramp,my enrgy was just damn LOW! Haha..walked for some distance before i began running again. Haha..the last few metres was tough mentally and physically. With blisters on my feet, i just had to drag myself to the finishing point. Clocked in at 10.25 minutes! WooHoo! Passed! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last Thursday was the biggest event of BMT life...24km route march! Clearing this route march means you have basically cleared BMT. So its an important item for all of us. Was nervous actually cause it was raning the whole day. Afraid that they'll cancelled it and moved it during my block leave! Argh!! But we continued on despite of the light showers. Hehe..it was good actually. To have the light drizzle. Cools everyone down. Everyone's morale was definitely UP! We were singing non stop throughout the march. Blisters didn't affect me much this time around. Might have found a way to prevent my blisters. Hehe..the last 4km was the most hyped. Everyone was looking forward to the finishing point. As we get nearer..we got louder! Haha..and finally we made it at the Parade Square! WooHoo! Upon finsihing the 24km..i felt a sense of accomplishment. Serious..the feeling of overcoming that long distance with the field pack and rifle..it was something. The impossible was possible. I'm proud of myself..(tears rooling down my eyes..haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to my Pass Out Parade. 4 more days before i waved goodbye to Pulau Tekong. Somehow i will miss my BMT life. Made great friends there which i will look forward to keeping in touch with. NOwadays we just slacked around our company. Since there's no more major events except for the Parade. We spent half a day practising for the parade. and half a day slacking around. NOt allowed to sleep though but at times we do find a way to do so. Hehe..after POP..its block leave!! Haha..WooHoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115716152630305803?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115716152630305803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115716152630305803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115716152630305803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115716152630305803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-absence.html' title='Long Absence..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115545811258495579</id><published>2006-08-13T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAF SITuational Test</title><content type='html'>It was a 3-day camp for the test. And it wasn't easy to begin with. First was the return back to Pulau Tekong on National Day itself. Haizz..my morale was quite low once i boarded the ferry to the island. Haha..but what choice do i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was required to complete a 12-km route march to the base camp in Full Battle Order(FBO). Wow...it was one of the toughest things that i've done in my life. And i'm not joking about it. Haha..after 4km,I was ok. Still surviving. But after 8km,it was tough on me physically and mentally. My right arm went numb halfway thorugh the march. I was liveless actually. I couldn't feel my arm and let alone move my arm. I was in panic mode for a while. After 8km, we were given a short rest. Thats where i really flexed my right arm. Scary for a while there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached the base camp at around 11am. After completing it,I'm glad that i managed to overcome it somehow. Maybe i am that strong after all. Hehe..after eveyone had settled down, it was the formation of our details. Each detail consist of different recruits of different platoons. So practically,you know no one. I was in the last detail. Detail November! WooHoo!! Haha..Got to know my detail better after we formed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the start of the SIT test. 6 missions for that day. Monitoring my detail was my Platoon Commander, 2LT Willie. Started the day with a 4km route march.Another mental torture for all of us. Haha..then we bagen the test.Haizz..we had to run from one checkpoint to another. I was damn shagged after each checkpoint. And I was given the role of LAW for the test. Basically i had to carry around a rocket missle everywhere i go. Haha..and plus my rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appointed Commander for the 2nd mission. We had to cross a riverbank. The 1 st mission was a failure for us due to lack of time. So the pressure was on me to perform. After much planning and instructions, I succeeded in bringing all of my men to the other side of the river. WooHoo!! And it felt good! After we completed our 6 missions for the day,we were given admin time. Yeah!! I slept early at 8.30pm! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day(Saturday) was another 6 missions. Started the day with a 2km route march. Haha..they purposely make you tired for the entire duration of the SIT test. Haha..Ran all over the place again. I was the 2nd IC for the 9th mission. During that mission, our assessor thrown in a twist that caught us offguard. But we managed to overcome it. Hehe..all right! Completed the test at 1pm. Wow..what an experience. I've never been that tired before. And fortunately we got a ride back to company line through the 5-tonner. WooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To work in a group,its not easy to begin with. But Team November had done well. We overcomed various obstacles. Made new friends. Learnt to respect one another. I'm glad that i went through it. And hopefully i would become a commander too one day. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked out at 7pm on that day itself. Having a bad cough and flu now. I just hate being sick. Might be visiting the MO soon. Damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115545811258495579?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115545811258495579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115545811258495579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115545811258495579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115545811258495579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/08/saf-situational-test.html' title='SAF SITuational Test'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115510636173931227</id><published>2006-08-09T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:12.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NSF Field Camp</title><content type='html'>It was an experience that i'll never forget. 7 days in the outfield of Pulau Tekong. For those 7 days,I was exposed to the elements of nature. Haha..it was indeed a test of my physical and mental strength. And i'm glad that i've done it!! WooHoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 was the 8km route march to our first camp site. It wasn't easy to begin with since we were in FBO (Full Battle Order) attire. Haha...helmet,SBO,field pack and rifle. The first camp site was ok. Nothing much but at least good sleeping conditions. Hehe..built my tent with my buddy. It wasn't easy since we had to dig our own drainage system. Haha..spent 2 nights there. We had lectures in the open! Haha..Encountered wild boars too! It was huge!! No joke!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to our second camp site on the 3rd day. Got there at nightfall. Couldn't see much though. BUt once dawn came around, I managed a good look around the place. Hehe..had our fresh food ration there too! It was so nice that most of my platoon went to the toilet immediately after the meal! Haha..and got my first personal scolding too! Haha..don't ever mess around anything!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelled to my last campsite on day 5 by the 5 tonner. Hehe..was sick by day 5. Had fever on-off and a bad flu. It was a bumpy ride actually! I could have gotten more sick after the ride. Haha..helped to establish the campsite there. Built concertina wires around the perimeter. Became the 'enemy' for Hawk Company lessons and tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 was our last day. Route marched to the old SISPEC building for our BIC(Basic Innoculation Course) test. We had to leopard-crawl our way from start to finish. With live firing travelling above us. It was indeed tough. I was breathless after it. Struggled for air too. Haha..and cuts and abrasions on my elbows. What a life..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughout the 7 days,I've learned more about myself. I've shitted in the open 3 times. Powder bathed myself for 6 nights. Built a trench by myself (that took me 3 hours of digging!! It was a torture mentally and physically). Ate ration food which was surprisingly nice. Learnt to pack my stuffs very fast. Overcoming my sickness and swollen right hand to do the SIC ( I was bitten by something during one of the nights...hehe..). Like they say...you are something once you gone through field camp!! WooHoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115510636173931227?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115510636173931227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115510636173931227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115510636173931227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115510636173931227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/08/nsf-field-camp.html' title='NSF Field Camp'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115364288018257808</id><published>2006-07-23T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:12.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bookout!</title><content type='html'>Been enjoying my first bookout of National Service. And so far i'm still alive! Haha..NS life has been interesting actually. We train hard as a team. We play hard as a team. And we get punished hard as a team too. My platoon's been a great bunch too. So far..everyone is enjoying everyone's company. I can't complain much too. Platoon 1 of Hawk Company!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they have warned us once we book-in today. "Get ourselves mentally prepared". And i've been doing that today. No more chances. No more slips. One bad move..all of us will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family brought me to Simpang Bedok for dinner on my bookout day. Haha..love eating there. Had spaghetti which was nice! And bandung! Haha..did some catch up with my family. Sharing stories of my 2 weeks in Pulau Tekong. It was a nice moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a nice day. Getting myself wearing civilian clothes for the first time in many days. Haha..and it sure feels lighter than the uniform and boots. Hehe..drove around Singapore. Went to Beach Road to get supplies for my field camp for this coming Friday. Another weekend burned!! Haizz..and its quite a good place to shop too. reasonable prices and i even got a discount too! Haha.. Met a few of my platoon mates there. then lunch at Banquet Raffles. Had black pepepr beef. Dinner with my family at Bedok Corner. Hehe..it was a nice feeling. In the company of your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done my packing for the next 2 weeks. To think of it..7 weeks will be fast. Will be looking forward to POP!! Haha..hear from me soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115364288018257808?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115364288018257808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115364288018257808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115364288018257808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115364288018257808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-bookout.html' title='First Bookout!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115218644756288605</id><published>2006-07-06T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:12.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of Enlistment..</title><content type='html'>The last day before my National Service enlistment. Kinda have mixed emotions about it. Excited and all cause its another phrase in life that i've never experienced before. But on the other hand,I'm scared as hell too. Haha..the torture and the possibility of being casted out by my soon-to-be platoon mates. But i have a feeling that everything's gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed my stuffs already. Most of it done. Just a few items which will be packed tomorrow morning. Hopefully there's still some space in my backpack. Haha..my trusty friend since secondary 2. Haha..and it still tough enough to go through any conditon. Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss my family. Thats for sure. Will miss my room. Aww..the memories that i had with my room. Hmm..not to forget my beloved computer. My pal which had kept me occupied for days after my graduation from NYP. Haha..will miss my friends. They've been a great bunch. Gave me support in any form. Hopefully i get to know great ones too during NS. Haha..and not to forget some other special people that had touched my life. They certainly make me look this world in a different prospective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll be away for 2 weeks only! Haha..to think of it..after overcoming this..i should be ok by then. The first few steps are never easy. Thats what i believe. It happened to me personally. My first time going for my Industrial Attachment. My first time doing my FYP. Those times..i thought that i would not last. But the human spirit made me strong. And also Allah s.a.w. who gave me the willpower to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be out for the next 2 weeks. Peace out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115218644756288605?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115218644756288605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115218644756288605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115218644756288605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115218644756288605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/07/eve-of-enlistment.html' title='Eve of Enlistment..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115191787072513050</id><published>2006-07-03T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving License...and 400th Entry!</title><content type='html'>WooHoo! Finally i got my driving license! Yess!! I was smiling away when i opened my registered letter. And there it was...a plastic card which has a photo of myself and states that i'm eligible to drive any Class 3 vehicles. Cool huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/mohdardi/lesen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my 400th blog entry! WooHoo! Its been 3 years since i last started to blog. Wow..its been that long? Word after word has been written onto this webpage of mine. Expressing my feelings and emotions and conflicts and celebrations and events and at times..just expressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from shopping for my NS. Haha..bought a few essential stuffs recommended by friends and family. Looks like i'm ready to go in. 4 days to my NS enlistment!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115191787072513050?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115191787072513050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115191787072513050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115191787072513050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115191787072513050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/07/driving-licenseand-400th-entry.html' title='Driving License...and 400th Entry!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115157134125754080</id><published>2006-06-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:11.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love...</title><content type='html'>Somehow i'm beginning to have feelings for a number of ladies. Crushes maybe? Infatuation? Haha...or maybe i'm just plain desperate now? Haha..whatever the reason maybe..i find it amusing i guess. How can an individual fall for a number of ladies at the same time? Haha.."Houston..we have a problem"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe singlehood makes me feel this way. Since i have the freedom to know ladies without the fear of a girlfriend catching you red-handed. Haha..but the bad side of it..you might get to know a lady too much i guess. Haha..but i see it as networking. You'll never know when you might need them in your life. Its good to have a list of contacts. Good contacts i mean. Haha..not those who would backstab you any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..i guess what i'm feeling now is puppy love i guess. Each lady is like a different story. Various history and backgrounds. Like they say..."no lady are similar". And the funny thing...they seem to interest me! Haha..i guess maybe i fall for them too easily! Argh!! Or maybe because they are simply genuine to themselves. No charades. No acting. Just their plain selfs. And just talking to them kinda make me feel good in a way. No need to try my very best to impress. I just need to be myself. And i think because of it..i began to "like" them. Cause they appreciate me for who i am. Haha..get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love aside...I finally get to drive the family car yesterday night! WooHoo! Haha..with my dad beside me..monitoring my driving. He said i could drive already! Cool! Except not smooth as an experienced driver..but still ok. After months of dreaming about the moment..it finally came. Finally i was int he driver's seat! With the pyramid at the corner of the windscreen.Hehe..hopefully i could drive it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115157134125754080?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115157134125754080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115157134125754080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115157134125754080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115157134125754080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115131566801771462</id><published>2006-06-26T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed My Driving Test..!!</title><content type='html'>WooHoo!! Finally i've passed the test! Yes..!! I'm the man now!! Haha..i'm feeling over the top now. After months of practising and focus..it finally paid off. I was depressed for a moment when i first failed it in March. But i've bounced back and passed it. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling good before the test. Wasn't that nervous like the first attempt. And when the tester called up my name..I was kinda glad. He was quite a pleasant fellow. We even went to the toilet together before the test began. Haha..friendly guy. Gave me pointers too while i was driving. He could have failed me if he wanted to. But i guess..i'm thankful to Allah s.a.w for passing me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the testroom. Discussed with me about my mistakes. "You can drive already..only thing is that you have to be careful and cautious". Calculated my points and i got a total of 18 points! Just passed!! WooHoo!! i really thanked him! Haha...shook his hands and smiling broadly. Thank you Mr Chong Kok Chong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my instructor after that. Informed him of the good news. He was happy for me. He gave me confidence before the test. He had always believed in me. Haha..and i even managed to teach him a few Malay phrases too while i was learning driving with him. Haha..Thank you Mr Sim!! Appreciate your teachings a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then called my parents afterwards. Both of them are excited by it. And to be honest...i almost wanted to burst into tears of joy. No joke!! I was ovewhelmed by their support too. Felt touched man!! Haha..after the calls, I had to attend a short breifing on Road Safety. Soon after, it was time to make my license!! WooHoo!! Took pictures for my new license. Even the admin lady was nice to me. Helped me pay for the license since i didn't have enough cash in my ATM card and i only had cash with me. Hehe..terima kasih!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home..I reflected by myself. Wow..it was indeed a nice feeling. To have passed the driving test. Making my family proud. And no more driving lessons! Haha..but this is one milestone that i'll never forget. I really gave my best in it...and i'm proud of it. Mohamed Ardi...the road is yours now!! WooHoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115131566801771462?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115131566801771462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115131566801771462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115131566801771462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115131566801771462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/passed-my-driving-test.html' title='Passed My Driving Test..!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115099094983402967</id><published>2006-06-22T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:10.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies...Graduation Day..</title><content type='html'>Lately i've been struck by allergies that i wasn't aware of. First was this flu drug which my sis 'prescribed' to me. Haha..ended up with me having a bloated right eye! Haha..its ok. And now i'm struck by another allergy attack! Argh!! Down with another swollen right eye! Again! Haizz...why do all these things happen now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my Graduation Day earlier today! WooHoo! I'm officially a graduate of NYP with the diploma in Electronics,Computer and Communications Engineering. Haha..after 3 years of hard work and slacking too. Hehe..finally i've got onto the stage...walked across it..shook hands with the guest-of-honor...and received my diploma. Yippee!! Haha...met up with some of my poly buddies too! Kinda nice to meet them again..and both my parents managed to see me receiving my diploma! Cool!! Haha...will upload pictures of the event once i get hold of them..! Haha..after the ceremony..my family and I went to the tea reception to enjoy some free food. Hehe..i love the chessecake there! So nice!! Argh..!! I want more of it!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that i only got 2 weeks before my NS enlistment. Time passes by that fast huh? Need to enjoy more..!! Argh..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115099094983402967?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115099094983402967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115099094983402967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115099094983402967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115099094983402967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/allergiesgraduation-day.html' title='Allergies...Graduation Day..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115077480905965930</id><published>2006-06-20T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:10.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys' Day Out..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an interesting day for me. Hang out with 2 of my secondary school fellows...Jeg and Amir. Haha..it was actually a last minute plan. I didn't feel like going out at the first place..but what the heck? Just go out and have a good time..! WooHoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Woodlands MRT at 4.30pm only to realise that we are supposed to meet up at 5pm. Haha..apparently i received the wrong SMS. My SMS was intended for Amir cause he's always late for anything. Haha..so i ended up waiting for them for almost 45 minutes..! Haizz..so i wasted some time by walking around Causeway Point. Checked out some shops. Finally left Woodlands at around 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have 3 single guys walking around town, the stuffs that we talk are quite interesting. Haha..mostly about girls..and girls. Haha..Jeg was like scanning the whole place at all times. Haha..but it sgood to hear that at least he has 'good taste'. Haha..ate at Lucky Plaza. Decent meal though. Nothing outstanding. Played pool afterwards. After that ww caught a movie at Cathay Cineleisure. Caught the show...RV (Runaway Vacation)! Haha..it was a nice family show. Robin Williams was funny as always. But for me..i think he's losing that funny bone a bit. Seen better movies from him before. But overall it was alrite. 3 stars for the movie..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train back home. Although it was almost the last train..there were still a number of people boarding it. Hmm..maybe its because of the holidays. Alighted at Admiralty. Got home by midnight. Haha..wat a time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115077480905965930?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115077480905965930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115077480905965930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115077480905965930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115077480905965930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/guys-day-out.html' title='Guys&apos; Day Out..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115070288942262373</id><published>2006-06-19T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:10.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned Out...</title><content type='html'>Physically i'm totally drained out. After days of going out and getting myself involved in activities. Haha..but its a nice feeling though. Getting the opportunity to go out and enjoy some fresh air after spending my days at home too often! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was my solo day out. Hehe..basically i go out by myself and spoiling myself along the way. Haha..did some shopping actually. Bought a few shirts at Bugis and Orchard. Haha..shopping therapy i guess. Hmm..got them at low prices too. So its quite ok for me. Hehe..treated myself to Ramli Burger too! Power!! Loved it till the last bite..! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was my driving lesson. Lookig forward to the testdate. After failing my last practical test..hopefully i can pass this time around. If not..i don't know when will be my next testdate. Hmm..due to NS!! Wish me luck guys..!! Played pool with Amir after that at CCK. Lost to him by 9-6 games. Not bad actually. Considering that its been a while since i last played pool.Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Friday prayers at An-Nur Mosque. Went to Amir's place afterwards. Haha..just slacked around at his place. Watching funny videos and listening to songs. Green Day's concert was a blast!! Haha..have to find it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday..was soccer at Mao Arena!! WooHoo! Got the chance to use my Nike Tiempo shoes. And it felt great. Doesn't hurt my feet much too. Maybe cause my old shoes had worn down already. Causing problems for me previously. And at night..was family day out! Hehe..or should i say..Satay Day Out! Haha..my family were in the hunt of satay from the old Satay Club. Went to Esplanade first but the place was too packed! So we head off to Lau Pa Sat instead! Haha..nice satay!! I had a good time there too. Eating and chewing while drinking teh tarik!! Haha..nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my usual badminton training. Surprisingly only 12 players came down. Played like mad. Haha..non stop playing from the start. Was exhausted after 3 hours of playing. Haha..but i had to recuperate myself for that evening's soccer match! Haha..played for my dad's friend's team. Was quite surprised by the professionalism. Really! I was given uniform to play...there was a referee...and half time talks. Wow..impressive! I played as an attacking right midfielder. I felt my game was ok. Almost managed to score a goal if only 2 defenders didn't come at me hard. Haha..was caught offside for a few times too. But my positioning could have been better and i was told..i wasn't that aggressive in the game. Hmm..their advice was really useful..hopefully i get to play for them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm at home..resting my butt. Haha..but going out later to meet up with my fellow secondary school friends for a movie. Not sure whats the movie yet. Hopefully nothing boring. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115070288942262373?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115070288942262373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115070288942262373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115070288942262373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115070288942262373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/burned-out.html' title='Burned Out...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115019102715025050</id><published>2006-06-13T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Pathetic Now..</title><content type='html'>I'm really feeling that way now. Feeling useless and hopeless too. Its like for now..i have no purpose in life. And i'm simply too bored at home too. Nothin to do much throughout the entire day. Haizz...this feeling indeed sucks! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going out..but to where? With who? Being a single dude right with most of his friends either busy studying,working or serving NS. And that dude is me! Haizz..times like these are usually hard to go through when you are all alone in this world. You may have your family and friends..but the feeling isn't the same. I've been through relationships. And I know how does it feel to have someone special. At least when you're dating someone..you'll know that at least there's a date for you to go out with!! Haha..at least there's a plan to do! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like this pathetic loser at home. Staying at home for most of the time. Hardly go out to breathe in some fresh air. Boring nak mampos!! I even got a headache yesterday because of my boredness. (Hmm..is boredness such a word?) Haha..if there are any movie producers right now..a word of advise...don't ever make a movie out of me now!! Haha..cause i can really bore anyone to sleep for sure!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing something. Something thrilling. Something to keep my adrenaline pumping! Yeah!! At least school is much better than staying at home! Haha..at least you are doin something outside..! Someone save me from my misery now! Please?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115019102715025050?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115019102715025050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115019102715025050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115019102715025050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115019102715025050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-pathetic-now.html' title='I Feel Pathetic Now..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-115004094335622465</id><published>2006-06-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:01:09.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Been Interesting...</title><content type='html'>For the past few days..its been interesting. Been observing life surrounding me. And a few highlights too to make these days a great one. Hehe..lets see where should i start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Friday prayers with my Dad. At Persatuan Islam Singapura. The khutbah given was interesting. Learnt quite a lot from it. Useful and effective. These kind of khutbah are better than those given at mosques which never fail to make you feel sleepy. Haha..lets see if i can quote something from the khutbah..'If the tongue and teeth bite into each other at times..they still can get over it..but why do couples end up worse?'. A lesson of life. Where we must learn to compromise and accommodate to each other' needs. Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Friday prayers, I had lunch with my Dad,his fren, Ustaz Abu and Ustaz Jumat. Having lunch with those 2 Ustaz was interesting. Some Ustaz  behave as if they were so called 'superior' to us normal people. But with these 2 fellows, I was quite comfortable. They mingled around like normal people. Cool! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I had a day-out with my Mum. We first went to Geylang to service the family car. While servicing, we went off to the Post Office Building to pay some bills. Had lunch nearby there too. At the makeshift Geylang Food Centre. Quite a crowd too when we got there. Had roti john!! Haha..but it was ok. While eating, it began to rain!! Walked back to the mechanic in the rain. Hehe..from there we went off to JB! WooHoo! Went to Holiday Plaza to check it out. And the rumours were true. No more pirated goods there!! Haha..but somehow we managed to buy some pirated DVDs too there. *lips are sealed* And got mself a new pair of spectacles! Cool!! Haha..will upload a pic of it soon. Hehe..after that we went off for a carwash. RM8 was worth it. They cleaned outside and inside! Haha..good service. After that was the trip back home. Got back at almost 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a weird dream too. Apparently I dreamt of someone who wants me to be her boyfriend. Someone that i really like before. Someone who i still have feeling for till now. But what a pity that its most likely to be impossible. As I would say...If you running after it...but it just keep on running away from you...its no use running after it. You have to move on with life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup's been great too! One of my favourites...Holland won their opening match! WooHoo...1-0!! Looking forward to Brazil's game too! WooHoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-115004094335622465?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/115004094335622465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=115004094335622465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115004094335622465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/115004094335622465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/lifes-been-interesting.html' title='Life&apos;s Been Interesting...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114951962925130891</id><published>2006-06-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WDL Picnic Gathering!!</title><content type='html'>It was certainly one day that i wouldn't forget. I had great fun playing different games. I got to meet my exclassmates from secondary school. And i get to enjoy the sun,the sand and the beach! Haha..thanks guys! All of you guys are simply great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting point was Woodlands Bus Interchange. As usual,i was still the first to arrive (its been going on since secondary school! Haha..) Next to arrive was Jonathan! Haha..slim down already! Next was ShiLin! Getting hotter! Haha..after that was JingZhou. Hmm..not much change though. Haha..then it was Desmond. Fuh Yuh! Damn muscular!! Nureen was next. Changed her looks too. Haha..after that was Jegendren! Been seeing him often lately. Then it was Marcus. Soon to go NS!! Haha..lastly was Adila! Overslept...nothing to say bout that. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bus 966 from there. Talked about different stuffs. NS...poly life...girls! Haha..the bus trip was around 1 hour. Quite fast actually. Alighted at Marine Parade. JingZhou bought the drinks there. After that we walked our way to East Coast!! Walked for around 10 mins before we reached ECP!! WooHoo! Set up camp near this BBQ pit. Nice spot too. Space to put our stuffs and space to play games too. Got there around 11am. Mas meet up with us there. Haha..then Muhd arrived later. Its been 3 years since i last saw him! Haha..then Amir arrived soon after. Late as always. Then Fauziyah arrived. New look too! Haha..then PengHwee arrived. Same...not much different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played so many games there.Ultimate frisbee.Captain's Ball.Dog and Bone.Wacko.Soccer.Volleyball.Some of them went cycling too. Haha..and i even broke a frisbee! Haha..cool huh?! Ate a lot too while we were there. Mee goreng..hotdogs..pizza..even a birthday cake! Haha..celebrating the birthdays of June. To Fauziyah,Adila,ShiLin and Muhd. Cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us had to go off early due to other commitments. Some of us stayed on. I went for a shower there at around 5.30pm. Feeling sticky i guess. Then chatted around with Adila,Fauziyah and Mas. Played silly games with them. For once..i felt stupid in life. Haha..played thsoe games while waiting for the other batch to shower. Haha..then we stayed on to watch the sunset. (unfortunately we didn't get to see it..haha..) Left east Coast at 8.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride home was interesting. Me,Jeg and Amir talked about stuffs. While the girls had dozed off. Haha..then we went our separate ways at Woodlands. I took the bus back home. Got home at 10.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall,all of us had fun. It was really nice to hear when someone thanks you for organising it. "This is the best fun day I had in years". "Its good that you organised it". Those words certainly made my day at least. But still i had fun too. Getting dumped into the sea. Got bruishes on my knees. Got a cut on my left shoulder. My right thumb hurts whenever i move it now. And I think i got sunburn now. Haha..the fun was medicine for my pain at least. Hehe..hopefully we get to do this again. Hopefully someone will succeed me as the organiser role once i go NS!! Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114951962925130891?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114951962925130891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114951962925130891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114951962925130891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114951962925130891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/wdl-picnic-gathering.html' title='WDL Picnic Gathering!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114931029389193093</id><published>2006-06-03T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories from WDL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mohdardi.shutterfly.com/action/?a=2CauXDRmzYvRA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/mohdardi/boyz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just uploaded pictures from my secondary school days. Kinda nice to look at them once in a while. And here I am..sharing my past with everyone now. Haha..for more pictures from my days..just click on the picture. Enjoy..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114931029389193093?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114931029389193093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114931029389193093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114931029389193093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114931029389193093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/memories-from-wdl.html' title='Memories from WDL...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114926370911505060</id><published>2006-06-02T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:11.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy...</title><content type='html'>Been feeling sleepy for the entire day today. Maybe cause i slept at 4am the night before. Haha..or maybe the morning before. Haha..whatever it may be..it certainly affected me today. I was practically yawning my day away. Yawning while i was on the bus. Yawning while i was surfing the Internet. I even yawned while i was eating. Haha..terrible man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap in the evening. And it certainly made me felt better. Hehe..i felt fresh and hungry at the same time. Haha..had some of my grandmum's mee soto. Power babe! Rugi kalau tak rasa!! Haha..watched the movie X-Men on channel 5. I love X-Men!! Haha..then watched a malay movie on Suria titled "Gol Dan Gincu". An interesting movie abouta  girl who plays futsal to win back her ex-boyfriend. Haha..featuring new rising movie stars. Cool show...soccer and girls..! Haha...*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the picnic event will be a success this Sunday. Gonna meet up with friends that i've not seen in months at least. Wow..all the best to my organising skills!! Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114926370911505060?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114926370911505060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114926370911505060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114926370911505060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114926370911505060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114900281016978553</id><published>2006-05-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:10.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jose Antonio Reyes?</title><content type='html'>Hmm..a friend of mine said that i look like him. Do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/mohdardi/890906e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure though but I don't mind if i'm being compared to a great player. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much today at home. Slacked around. Ate my way through the hours. Watched TV. Roughly i can memorise what shows are being aired over Channel 5. Haha..to that extent! Kinda pathetic too. Maybe i should do something about it. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to organise a picnic gathering. So far managed to get some peeps of WDL. Hopefully can get more response from the rest tomorrow. Wish me all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114900281016978553?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114900281016978553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114900281016978553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114900281016978553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114900281016978553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/jose-antonio-reyes.html' title='Jose Antonio Reyes?'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114890279239256634</id><published>2006-05-29T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:10.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X3 : The Last Stand</title><content type='html'>It was simply a great movie! Haha..enjoyed it definitely! Full of actions witha twisting storyline! Haha...and with the addition of new mutants...it was fabolous! Maybe i'm just being bias here...because i love the movie series! Haha...any fan of X-Men will love it for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie with my secondary school brothers!! Haha..and it was kinda like a last minute plan actually. Jeg was the one who suggested it. I was the one making the calls. Managed to get Marcus, Amir and Adam! Haha..went to Causeway Point at around 5pm to buy our tickets. Then me,Jeg and Marcus went off to Lot 1 to play pool! Haha..its been 1 year and 2 months since i last played pool! Haha..its true...its true. And i wasn't that rusty too. Won all of my games. Haha..after that we makan there. In a Halal foodcourt. I had Grilled Fish with fries. Find it too expensive though. Lack the presentation. Haha..after we rushed our meal..we went back to Causeway Point to catch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we chilled at Mac's at Civic Centre. Talked about stuffs. Mostly about girls. Haha..NS Life makes you deprive of girls. Must take note on that! Haha..maybe cause you're exposed to only guys for most of the time. Don't let a girl loose in the middle of Pulau Tekong!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went our separate ways at around 11pm. I took the bus back with Marcus. Talked about my upcoming driving test too. Haha..hope i could pass it this time around. Anyway.. had a great time with them. Might be organising a gathering of our WDL peeps! Some sort of birthday cum gathering cum NS-farewell session. Haha..cool enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114890279239256634?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114890279239256634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114890279239256634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114890279239256634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114890279239256634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/x3-last-stand.html' title='X3 : The Last Stand'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114857131468010283</id><published>2006-05-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:09.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A Cycle...</title><content type='html'>Life is like a cycle. What goes around...comes around. Or its like karma. Good things will come to you only if you do good things at the first place. Haha..got that quote from a  TV show "My Name Is Earl". And i feel its kinda true. If you help someone today...who knows...someone will help you out one day in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a cycle. From a boy, he grows up into a man. After which he grows up into an old man. And i practically saw that cycle right in front of me on last Monday. I was there in my living room with my dad (separated by 24 years) and with my grandfather (separated by 24 years too with my dad!!). Haha..so it was quite interesting. In 24 years time, I might be like my dad now. Haha..and my dad would be like my granddad. And maybe i'll see my son too (who would be 20 years old by that time). Haha..ohh no!! I must get married...fast!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a cycle. An individual grows up from a child...into a man..into a elderly(who behaves like a child at times). Haha..a complete revolution! Hmm..everyone will come to a complete circle one day. The circle of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a cycle. Its like my life currently which feels like a cycle. More or less..i know whats gonna happen in my entire week. Its like a TV schedule. Haha..Mondays is where i stay at home for the entire day. Tuesdays is where i play badminton at night. Wednesdays is where i go for 2 religious classes after 7pm. Thursdays is where i go for my driving lessons and a religious class at 9pm. Fridays is where i go for my Friday prayers. Saturdays is where i go out for dinner with my family. Sundays is where i play badminton in the morning. Haha..any changes to my weekly plans is enough to make me feel excited about the week. Haha..its true!! For instance..if i going to catch a movie next week..i'll like so looking forward to it now! Haha..kinda sad don't you think? For now i have no choice...maybe NS wouldn't be like another cycle? Haha...hopefully not..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114857131468010283?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114857131468010283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114857131468010283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114857131468010283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114857131468010283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/lifes-cycle.html' title='Life&apos;s A Cycle...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114846485347028326</id><published>2006-05-24T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to my iPod Nano...</title><content type='html'>This skin is for you,my gorgeous! Haha..revamp my blog a bit. Finally i got tired of myself i guess. More or less its still the same. But i love the iPod Nano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this skin from a fellow. Edited his codes a bit to suit my preferences. Quite satisfied with it actually. Hmm..alttough there were a few other ideas of possible layouts. But finally decided on this. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day is on 22nd June 2006! Haha..its confirm! Can't wait for my official graduation ceremony. Haha..unfortunately I got only one invitation. Hmm..trying to get another for now. Hehe..that'll be the last day of my NYP student life. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna watch X-Men 3 : The Final Stand?!! Inform me a.s.a.p..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114846485347028326?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114846485347028326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114846485347028326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114846485347028326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114846485347028326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/dedicated-to-my-ipod-nano.html' title='Dedicated to my iPod Nano...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114788684303941805</id><published>2006-05-18T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:08.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To That Someone...</title><content type='html'>This is a personal message from me..To that someone who knows about me...i'm truly sorry for what you have learnt of me. I know that i'm not a perfect person. The flaws in me has certainly brought shame to you. It even brought shame to my own self. And i resented it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may consider me as a sick individual right now. And i accept it if you think that way. But i also would like to seek for your forgiveness. And i understand that by saying sorry would not help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had the chance to turn back time..i will. Sorry to disappoint you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114788684303941805?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114788684303941805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114788684303941805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114788684303941805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114788684303941805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-that-someone.html' title='To That Someone...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114774939617244742</id><published>2006-05-16T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:07.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Coma..!!</title><content type='html'>Barely managed to wake up today. I was struggling in fact. Hehe..because of food coma! Haha..had a great time yesterday with 2 friends of mine. Rina and Nadiah! Haha..ate till we were so damn full! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with them at City Hall MRT. Surprisingly I was late! The 2 girls came before me. Haha..thats a first time! Hmm..and it was the first time for me..meeting Rina in person. She's kinda my chat friend before this meeting. Haha..got to know her thru Friendster. Walked our way to Esplanade. Thought of looking for the restaurant that my sis recommended to me at One Fullerton. But we failed to find that restaurant. So we walked back to Esplanade. Haha..and we ate at this cafe named 2Hot Halal Cafe. I had the Marsala Fish and Chips. Accompanied by fresh Iced Lemon Tea. Hehe..it was nice! Eating by the sea (or river). Haha..talked bout stuffs while we had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner sponsered by Nadiah (thanks girl!! Hehe..),we went off for dessert. Hehe..Nadiah had her eyes on Chocolate Fundue! Hehe..so we stopped by Haagen Dasz and had our Fundue! Ahaha..it was our first time trying it out. 3 virgins on the loose! Haha..and it was worth it. Melted chocolate and strawberry syrup in the middle...surrounded my various items to dip in. There were ice-cream balls...fruits...pastries. And it was fun eating it! Haha..dipped around the chocolate. Blissful indeed! Haha..especially me..being a choco addict! Haha..while we were at Haagen Dasz..we took pictures too. Haha..my eyes were like going crazy after flashes from the camera. Hehe..for dessert,I settled it this time ( I don't mind since i really enjoyed it..ahaha..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of taking a cab back home. But surprisingly it was difficult to get a cab in town at night! Hmm its something that i didn't think of. Haha..we tried to call for a cab but it was equally hard! Haha..in the end, we decided to take the train back home. Continued talking during the train ride. Rina alighted at Khatib. Nadiah alighted at Yishun. While I alighted at Admiralty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a great day yesterday. Enjoyed the company of those 2 girls. Especially during dessert time! Haha..hope we can do this again someday! Haha..will upload pictures of the outing soon! (once i get hold of them..hehe..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114774939617244742?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114774939617244742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114774939617244742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114774939617244742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114774939617244742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/food-coma.html' title='Food Coma..!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114710062937735755</id><published>2006-05-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/mohdardi/nikeshoe.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nike Tiempo Natural...Love Them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114710062937735755?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114710062937735755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114710062937735755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114710062937735755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114710062937735755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-nike-tiempo-natural.html' title=''/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114709746081569208</id><published>2006-05-08T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:06.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Ardi...Its Your Birthday..!!</title><content type='html'>Haha..finally i've turned 20! Argh!! No longer a teenager! Now i'm a young adult in this modern society. But somehow i still feel the same way. Hmm..maybe its not into effect yet. Haha..celebration was done yesterday though since today will be busy for everyone in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much celebration though. Just made it simple. No grand entrance or some big party. Haha..started the day yesterday with my usual session of badminton. After that went back home to get changed for the rest of the day. Went to an engagement gathering at Yishun first. To be honest,not many people would invite so man people for their kids' engagement. Thats the Malay culture. But yesterday was a grand affair. Haha..from my point of view..its a big waste of money. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went straight to Queensway Shopping Centre! Heaven for sports lovers! Haha..walked around the entire place to look for my 'present'. Hehe..and finally one shop got my dream item! Argh!! Haha..i love my family! Got myself a Nike Tiempo street soccer shoes. Will upload a pic of my shoes soon! Haha..after that we drove around Mount Faber. Hehe..my mum wanted to go there since its been ages since my mum went up there. Hehe..to relive their love story i guess. Hehe..but it was a nice place to go to enjoy the scenery. great view of Sentosa too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we visited my aunt at Yishun. She just got back from Jakarta,Indonesia. Went to her place to collect our souveniers! Haha..nice! And i got a shirt from there! Looks cool too. Hehe..thanks Along! After Maghrib prayers there, we went for dinner at Swensens! WooHoo! And it was simply NICE! Haha..had breaded chicked with fries! Nice! With fried calamari by the side. Hehe..Nice! And finish off with dessert. I had a dessert called Ice Palace. Haha..it was simply refreshing and cool and Nice! Haha..after that great dinner, we went off to visit my grandma for a while at Sembawang. Went there and discovered that my aunt had adopted 2 more kittens! Argh! Just adorable! Their names are Furry and Bengkok. Haha..interesting names! But so loving! They simply loved being spoiled and loved back. Haha..after playing with those kittens, we head back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 20 years 0ld has certainly made me rethink life in a different manner. I'm no more viewed as a kid who kept clinging onto my parents for anything and whose views are considered irrelevant. No more a kid whose not considered mature by many people in the past. But now, people see me as an adult. Being respected as an individual. My parents respect me more. They listen to me more. Listen to me like an adult. And that feeling is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends and family,thanks for all the messages! If i didn't reply to any, I'm truly sorry. And to my family, thanks for the gift!! I love it a lot!! Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114709746081569208?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114709746081569208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114709746081569208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114709746081569208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114709746081569208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/mr-ardiits-your-birthday.html' title='Mr Ardi...Its Your Birthday..!!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114649661178138757</id><published>2006-05-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:06.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st May...</title><content type='html'>Its the beginning of a new month. And i always look forward to this month every year. Hehe..its because it marks the start of a new number in any Age section of any application paper. Haha...birthday month!! And its just a week away to my big day! Hehe..turning the big 20 soon! Wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lose my teenage status soon. And become a young adult. The transformation of a boy into a man. Chey wah!! Haha..hopefully something special will happen this year. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to update though. Except that i've been actively playing sports for days straight. Haha..lets see. Badminton on Friday night. Followed by soccer on Saturday morning. Didn't get much rest after my soccer session. And badminton again on Sunday morning. Haha..after that badminton session, I didn't have much rest again. Went out for almost the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought our monthly marketing goods at NTUC Fairprice yesterday! Haha..its been ages since we bought our supplies there. Usually my family would just go to Sheng Siong to buy our stuffs. But since my mum received a cash vouncher, it was a good time to explore the place. And our total...haha...was higher than usual. Haha..luckily for those coupons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded pics of Cherating already. People..you may enjoy those pics aite? Peace out...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114649661178138757?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114649661178138757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114649661178138757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114649661178138757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114649661178138757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/05/1st-may.html' title='1st May...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114586983773006538</id><published>2006-04-24T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:05.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Good Fellow..</title><content type='html'>Been staying at home nowadays. Being a good son i suppose. Haha..but its quite a tough job to be frank. With little things to do. Not much food to enjoy. Hehe..its driving me nuts at times! Haha..and it causes me to think too much lately too. Too much spare time = too much time to think useless stuffs. Its a bad equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking around for jobs. Got myself an interview tomorrow at Bugis. Something related with Starhub. Hmm..phone shop perhaps? I got no freaking idea but just gonna give it a try. Who knows..i might like it after all. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to work out too. To physically prepare myself for NS life. But rain's been interrupting my attempt to do so. Maybe i should just run around my house like a lunatic! Haha..and its 2 weeks to my big day! WooHoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114586983773006538?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114586983773006538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114586983773006538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114586983773006538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114586983773006538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/04/being-good-fellow.html' title='Being a Good Fellow..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114524951921168839</id><published>2006-04-17T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Cherating..!</title><content type='html'>WooHoo! I'm officially back from my short vacation to Cherating,Pahang! And it was certainly a nice getaway from the city life. Left Singapore at 4am on Friday and got home last night at 11pm. Had great fun there while enjoying the sun, the sand and the beach. And not to forget the scenery while driving to our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my with the rest of the group at Woodlands at 4am. Left Singapore around 4.30am. A total of 9 cars are in our group! Power! Drove up to Machap for our morning prayers. Had something light there too. Then we were off for the next 5 hours to our next pitstop, Muadzam Shah. Had our breakfast there. I had mee hoon goreng. After that it was an hour drive to our hotel, Swiss Garden Resort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A five-start hotel situated in Beserah,Pahang. Located just outside Cherating. But the beach was equally nice and spacious! Tested out the bed of my family's room. Nice! Haha..after a short rest, we head out for our Friday prayers. After that we gathered back at the hotel. After some refreshing, we head out and explore Cherating! Bought some stuffs for myself and souvenirs too. Hehe..had fun there. Cracking up jokes and laughing along the way. Imagine 9 cars stopping over place after place. Kecoh habis!! I even get to drive too in Cherating! Haha..thanks Mum! After the sight-seeing, we head back to the resort for some beach soccer action! WooHoo! The Dads versus the Sons! And i'm glad to say..the Sons emerge victorious! WooHoo! And i provided the winning assist! Also denied the opposition a goal too! Hehe..after soccer, we went straight into the swimming pool! Haha..what a nice way to cool down! Went back to our rooms and met up again for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Had seafood by the beach. Nice food..nice atmosphere. Simply delightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2! Got up around 8.30am for breakfast at the resort. Hehe..i simply love hotel breakfast! The vast spread of food to enjoy! And the different selection of cuisine. I had an mushroom omellette, suasages, mashed potatoes, muffins and some apple scrumble! Gosh! The apple scrumble was simply sinful! Haha...i love it! After the nice breakfast, we head off to Kuala Terengganu! WooHoo! A 2-hour drive up there. Got there around afternoon. Walked around Pasar Paya. Its a great place to shop for silk,fabrics,dried foods and others. Borong keropok!! After bags of shopping, we left the place at around 4pm. Got to the resort at around 7pm. After refreshment of ourtselves, we went out again for dinner. No seafood this time but it was still a nice dinner. Yummy! Slept at around midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3! Woke up in the morning and had breakfast in our room! Haha..my dad went out earlier to buy roti canai! Hehe..nice! Curry power babe! Then played beach soccer again! Unfortunately, the Dads won the return match. Good game though. Hehe..after that we dipped ourselves in the pool. Had a swimming race too! And i emerged as the winner! Ahaha!! After all of that action, we went back to our rooms and started packing our stuffs.Aww..check out!! Had a group photo at the lobby! Hehe..and took photos among the groups. After that we left the resort to visit the local shopping centre. Although it wasn't exactly Orchard Road, at least it was interesting. In Singapore, we used the Cashcard system or the ticket system for parking. But in Cherating, you actually have to put in coins into the machine in order to gain access. Haha..interesting! Waled around the place and had lunch at Kenny Rogers! Nice BBQ chicken! Left Cherating at around 4pm. Stop over at my dad's friend's sister-in-law's place at Mersing. Had dinner there. Mee goreng dengan keropok lekor! Hehe..simple yet ncie. Haha..after that we bought our own keropok lekor before heading back to Singapore. Upon reaching Singapore, all of us went our separate ways. Aww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a great holiday. From start to finish. Memories were made for sure. If only it didn't end so fast. If only everyday was a holiday. Haha..that would be great! Haha..can't wait for any holidays to come! Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114524951921168839?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114524951921168839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114524951921168839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114524951921168839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114524951921168839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-from-cherating.html' title='Back From Cherating..!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114446273273612894</id><published>2006-04-08T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:03.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving Myself..</title><content type='html'>At times people may disappoint you. Disappoint you in different ways. For instance,at times i was disappointed with my dad. Smoking cigarette after cigarette within the 2 hours spent at a coffeeshop. Its just not my way of life to hang around a coffeeshop just talking. Not me. Once in a while, its ok for me. To gather with friends that you haven't met in a long time. But when you are sitting around with people who you have met almost everyday, its kinda pathetic i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing my very race in shame too. 2 Malay boys drinking beer in the presence of adults. A Malay fellow drinking away in front of his wife and children. And when his son asked him why was he drinking beer which was 'haram',the father replied..this is medicine. Haizz..and with us Malays having the highest rate in abortion,it reflects a lot on our race. And don't forget the clubbers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reflecting on it, i told myself that i want to be a better individual. Not one whose easily influenced by people around me. Someone who is able to think by himself. Follow my rules of life. Its important to have your very own rules in life. I do have my own. In other words, my life principles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be respectful of others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Smoking,drinking and clubbing - its a disease.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Be firm in what you believe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Try your best in everything you do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Never give up in life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? Haha..although its very basic to some people,but its the very basics that some people have difficult in following them. Will i be that better person? I'll never know but i will always try my best to be one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114446273273612894?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114446273273612894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114446273273612894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114446273273612894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114446273273612894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/04/improving-myself.html' title='Improving Myself..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114388090380340328</id><published>2006-04-01T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:02.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Hope on Everything..</title><content type='html'>Life's beginning to suck. Somehow,things just don't go my way. Having a broken heart is something that i'm beginning to get used to. Getting hurt time and time again. Haha...maybe the problem just lies in me. Me..a lonely guy who sits by himself in a dark corner of a room. Haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i ask so much in life? Are my expectations of life are simply unrealistic? I mean..i'm tired of going through the process and in the end getting nothing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being lonely too. I do have friends. I do have my family. But i still feel lonely. As if there's no one who i can truly talk to. Things that a family member or a friend wouldn't understand. And its not a nice feeling to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being part of controversies too. Having people questioning about myself. Why i'm still alone? Why i'm at home during weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something missing in my life now. The very essence that would complete me. The very thing that would make me smile once again. That will make me look forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing hurts much more than a broken heart. Thats what they say. Once a heart is broken, a part of your life dies with you too. Have i died already? Haizz...just hope that someone will resurrect my life back. Wish me luck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114388090380340328?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114388090380340328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114388090380340328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114388090380340328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114388090380340328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/04/losing-hope-on-everything.html' title='Losing Hope on Everything..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114368181028083880</id><published>2006-03-30T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:02.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to Say...</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say. I failed my driving test. Haizz...and its my fault. End of story..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114368181028083880?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114368181028083880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114368181028083880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114368181028083880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114368181028083880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to Say...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114347085788138107</id><published>2006-03-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:01.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Time...</title><content type='html'>This is it. The day that i've been waiting for quite some time. Driving practical test. After all the hardwork and training. And it comes down to this test. And to be honest, I've never been this nervous before. My stomach's been acting weird for today. I can't think properly too. Getting stressed up and pressured. Haha..wow! It all depends on me. Whether i have wat it takes to handle the pressure and take control of the situation. Wish me luck guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114347085788138107?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114347085788138107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114347085788138107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114347085788138107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114347085788138107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-time.html' title='Its Time...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114300275380648848</id><published>2006-03-22T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:01.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results..!</title><content type='html'>Haha..now i'm proud to say that i'm unofficially graduated from Nanyang Polytechnic! WooHoo! Got my results yesterday and frankly,i'm having mix emotions about it. Happy and yet sad at the same time. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Signal Processing - B+&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telecommunications - B+&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wireless Mobile Communications - A&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RF Engineering - B&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional &amp; Interpersonal Communication Skills - B+&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronics System Project - B&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've could have gotten 3 extra As if I were to push myself more. Haha..but at least there's an A for sure. And its for one of my least favourite modules. Haha..didn't expect that from DSP. Totally happy with my project grade. And Comm Skill...satisfied! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lesson for today was cancelled. Apparently someone banged into the training car. Haha..and luckily its not the test car! And its 6 days to my driving test! Argh!! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114300275380648848?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114300275380648848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114300275380648848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114300275380648848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114300275380648848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/03/exam-results.html' title='Exam Results..!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114243442551227723</id><published>2006-03-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:00.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning with a Bang!</title><content type='html'>Haha..wassup to my fellow fans?! Hmm..haven't been updating my blog even though its my holidays. Haha..it seems that i'm really can't find time to do so. Aww..wat a disappointment! How can i make such remark? I'm so sorry bloggie! Haha..ok..i sound pathetic there! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the holidays been ok. Lonely for most of the time. Hehe..i do really want to find a part time job. But the fact that i got other things to focus on. Firstly,I've got my driving test to focus on. Attempting something that might be considered impossible at times. That is to pass it one time! Haha..wish me luck people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the incoming events to attend to. Have to attend a wedding in Malaysia in April. Might be staying there for a few days at least. And a holiday to enjoy! Haha...around the same month as well. Haha..so to find a job now might not be a good time. Since most likely i have to take leave. Haha..and with my NS looming around the corner, some companies may not want to hire me. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now is a good time to really know myself as an individual. What defines me as a person? What are my characteristics? What makes me tick and erupt? A journey of self discovery! Haha...gua caya sama lu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114243442551227723?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114243442551227723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114243442551227723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114243442551227723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114243442551227723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/03/returning-with-bang.html' title='Returning with a Bang!'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114161472729885804</id><published>2006-03-06T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:00.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Poly Education...</title><content type='html'>Its the end! Finally! Haha..after 3 years of studying, it had finally came to an end. Quite a big step in my life. The sense of achievement is certainly satisfying. Haha..as i left the exam venue of my last paper of my poly education, I could feel a smile coming out of me. I was just so happy and overjoyed that I don't have to go through another exam for now. Haha...but sad and disappointed that the path of education has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss NYP for sure. A place where i get to make new friends and meet new people. Experience things that i've never been through before. Polytechnic has certainly developed me into a new person. A different person when i was in secondary school. Haha..from a person who's timid and afraid of interactions to a person who's willing to open up and enjoys the company of others. Well..at least i'm going to go back there for one last time soon. Graduation Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating my blog lately. Busy enjoying my freedom! Haha..slacking around at home. Watching movies. Surfing the TV. Hehe..lets see what i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my mum's birthday! WooHoo! Happy 44th Birthday! To the most beautiful lady i've ever met in my life. I'm blessed to have a mother like her. She's the greatest! I could never asked for a better one. Haha..Celebrated her big day at JB! Haha..since she wanted to go there. Went to Angsana first. My sis wanted to have a hair cut first. While the ladies are at the hair saloon, me and my dad walked around the place. And sorry to say..it was a bore walking around him. Haha..we were really just walked around the shopping mall without ever looking inside the retail shops inside! Haha..sedih seh. IN the end when we finished walking around the place, I decided to walk by myself! Haha..and bought myself PS2 games! Ahaha..entertainment for myself! After that we went to JUSCO. Recently opened.And i tell u this...its a great place to go to shop and eat! Haha..its like a shopping mall in Singapore! Wahaha..and the selection of places to dine in! Just fantastic. There's even Breadtalk there! Halal! And my favourite A&amp;W! And Topman! Hehe...Toys'R'Us! Singaporeans surely will like this place. Hehe..after that we had our birthday dinner at this seafood place. It was simply delicious! Ahaha..the portions were huge. And i wonder..set meal for 3? AHah..not a chance!! After that splendid dinner, it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton is getting fun nowadays. PLayed well lately. Maybe its because that nothing is holiding me back. Haha..crazy fellow. Been eating a lot lately too. Hehe..but i think i need a part time job. It might be a long holiday. Haha..anyone has any 'lobang' for me? Feel free to inform me aite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114161472729885804?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114161472729885804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114161472729885804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114161472729885804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114161472729885804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-poly-education.html' title='End Of Poly Education...'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114094483825597978</id><published>2006-02-26T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:31:00.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Along - All-American Rejects</title><content type='html'>2 more papers to go! After that..i have unofficially graduated from NYP. Wow...time passes by very fast i guess. But here am I. Blogging away. Despite having a paper tomorrow at 8.30am! Haha..relax! I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good so far. Nothing much to complain about life itself. Haha..just that at times i just feel lost. Lost without any sense of direction. At times i wonder, am i taking the correct path? Have i made the correct decisions throughout my entire life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wonder all by myself, does the problem actually lies within me? Since my last relationship, things doesn't seem to go my way. Meeting new people along the way. Getting myself hurt again and again. But like they say, its no use crying over spilled milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean..I've met great ladies in my life. Getting to know them is truly a blessing already. Getting to know them better. Developing feelings for one another. But in the end, I end up disappointing myself. Getting hurt. Feeling insecure. Low esteem. Drop of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me? Am i the problem of my problems? The very reason of my failures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, i just want to give it all up. Its like..whats the use of trying so hard but just to end up in sorrow and pain? The feeling of that just SUCKS! Just going through life without a care for what i desire. When all i want is just to be with someone who truly understands me. Someone who would be there for me through good or bad times. Is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unpredictable. Life is like a box of chocolates. You'll never know what you gonna get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114094483825597978?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114094483825597978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114094483825597978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114094483825597978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114094483825597978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/02/move-along-all-american-rejects.html' title='Move Along - All-American Rejects'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114043550625737048</id><published>2006-02-20T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:30:59.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams...Curse or Blessing?</title><content type='html'>So whats the answer to that question? Curse or a blessing in disguise? Well there are reasons for each option&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be a curse as its the period of time where everyone is all stressed up and nervous. Cracking their heads to memorise equations and to understand information in detail. Trying their best to absorb everything within that period of time. Where everyone is just not themselves. Where every student goes to sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it can also be considered as a blessing too. Its a sign for the end. The end of a long period of education. The end of another obstacle of assignments,deadlines and constant nagging from lecturers. And for me,its a sign of the end of my polytechnic education at NYP! After this examinations,I have unofficially gradutaed from Nanyang Polytechnic. After 3 years of lectures and tutorials..it all falls down to this examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad come to think of it. No more studying after this exams. For the moment though. Been planning to further study after my NS. Maybe studying part-time while working. To gain experience while improving myself as an individual. Cool! Haha..but i've not decided on my future yet. Its just to avoid disappointing myself i guess. Haha! Or maybe i take up a course in another field. Maybe somewhere in business or the sciences. Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114043550625737048?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114043550625737048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114043550625737048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114043550625737048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114043550625737048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/02/examscurse-or-blessing.html' title='Exams...Curse or Blessing?'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255444.post-114001695509169334</id><published>2006-02-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:30:58.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Myself..</title><content type='html'>I hate exams. Exams just cause me to behave like a totally different person. Its like a virus. Turning me into this sick pathetic guy. The guy that i hate most. I would be this sarcastic fellow..getting pissed off easily..easily agitated by things. Why am i so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because of the stress? Or maybe because everyone is purposely trying to piss me off at this period of time? For instance,while i was about to have dinner at D'Rubiah. Yes..i'm naming this place cause i hate the palce after tonight! Firstly,poor service. That fellow took orders as usual but some of our orders didn't arrive. Like when i asked for my Root Beer..he said he forgot to tell us that there was no more stock! I mean..where's your bloody brain? Forgot to tell your customers that its out of order?! No initiative at all! Then my sis didn't get her Mee Goreng. And he can bloody say that he forgot to order it for us again! Damn fellow! Make me feel pissed. Lousy place...gonna boycott that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comm Skill Paper tomorrow. Will pass it for sure. A waste of time from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be at home for thsi weekend. Gonna stay over at my mum's workplace for 3 nights. Sleeping over in a penthouse! Haha..cool! But no internet access! Damn! Will be bored there for sure. But at least its a good time to study for my last exams. If anyone has any palns in town..just call me up since i'm nearby already! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255444-114001695509169334?l=mohdardi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/feeds/114001695509169334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255444&amp;postID=114001695509169334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114001695509169334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255444/posts/default/114001695509169334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdardi.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-myself.html' title='Not Myself..'/><author><name>mohamedardi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210865651821664301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5dB6YfsITQ/SNXO3XHZKaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FlBAGrDInT4/S220/IMG_0475.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
