--> The good, The Bad: The Muslimins. <--

-> [MsB] <-> [Haikal Guntor] <-> [Jian An] <-> [Ifran] <-> [Ramz] <-> [WanDee] <-> [AdIb] <-> [Yahya] <-> [Sebastian] <-> [Zul se7en] <-> [Amin] <-> [Arep] <-> [Mohsin] <--> [Alfian] <--> [Nazrul] <-

--> The cooks, who sew: The Muslimahs. <--

-> [Nadiah (my sis)]<-> [Sabrina (my sis 2)]<-> [Kakak Aishah]<-> [Wana] <-> [Shyanne] <-> [Huda] <-> [Hidayah] <-> [Syazryanna]<-> [Azean]<-> [Fiza] <-> [Fera]<-> [Nadiah] <-> [Natasha] <-> [Siti Aisyah] <-> [Am]<-> [Shearer] <-> [Ili]<-> [Hazariah]<--> [Azimah]<--> []<->

That's basically all of the friends i have that i can link. If u are my friend and feel that ur worthy enough to be up in this page, do drop me a message at msn or mail me at hadiboy@hotmail.com. Please leave me ur name and URL so that i can put u up here. Till again, hope u enjoy ur stay here and tanx for ur support. :)

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MYSELF
name: Abdul Hadi Bin Bohari
    عبدالحادي  بن  بحاري
Age: 16
Email: hadiboy@hotmail.com
D.o.b: 06-06-1988
Nationality: Singaporean
NRIC Card Colour: Pink


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Saturday, September 17, 2005

I can be a model day.

Have you ever got those boils on the soles of your feet after running barefooted on rough surfaces? OF COURSE U HAVE!! (If u haven't, i suggest u do some running on a rough cemented pavement. Possibly for about 2.4km) Yeah. Well, today so happened to be the day i got those damned boils. To make things worse, i have them on BOTH of my smelly rotten feet. Oh my. Now, the stinging irritations from these boils only makes me want to be bedridden and not stand up on my own two feet. Still, street soccer at THE CAGE was damn fun and saving all those goals, sweating like a hot sexy guy and just having fun was worth the boils. (this guy, whom i dunno his name but was my opponent, said that i can be a model! haha. can't blame him. i was half naked with nothing but a vs pe short and boxers on. kwang kwang kwang!! now now. pelase!)

hrmmz. skipped tuition. missed subuh, asar and magrib. FUCK ME MAN!! since when i've become this fuckheaded and start lying to my mom again saying that tuition was cancelled just so i can continue with my game of soccer. Lerr. but i love my mom. I love her alot. And i guess its ok to be mama's boy. yup.

I haen't done my lit essay and im tired, bored and lazy. bye

~hadi~

Hadi was crying @ 11:51 PM

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Thursday, September 15, 2005

I am sorry day.

To Sarah Amnah Binte Zaihan of my PW group:

I am sorry for all the wrong words that i have used against you such as Bitch and Fuck(which is not to your knowledge). You are actually a very nice person and you contributed as much as me and ming hui in PW. But that don't change the fact that i still hate the people who doesn't contribute (you know who you are) Dammit you guys make me so angry for not being diciplined and on task and not keeping up to your PROMISES. Ok sorry. I got overboard. Back to Sarah Amnah's public blog apology. Dear world. Sarah Amnah is a good unofficial secretary as someone in the group claimed that she would be the secretary, did not do her job at all. So, Sarah Amnah had to play the role of the "Surrogate Secretary". That is one good point of Sarah Amnah. She has chicken wing bone neck and skeleton fingers (as mentioned by Ming Hui) and she still has them. However, she is still qualified as a normal human being that does not need discrimination. I know you think that you did not contribute as much as some of us but at least u did someting and it was done. I will have to admit that you are not a freak. I am really sorry for some harsh things. I know you will forgive me so let's just be friends. Till then, let's just contribute to the stupid PW shit. Take care and good luck in your promos.

With Regards and Remorse:
Abdul Hadi Bin Bohari

OH Sadly, i have managed to get some people thinking about what they've done and what they've not done and i don care what i write in my blog. This is my source of venting out all my anger so its not my fault that i write this. SADLY, i have to get rid of all this to prevent further misunderstandings. Damn i wish i can get this PW shit over and done with so i can get back anti-socialising.

~ciaoz

Hadi was crying @ 3:13 PM

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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

fuck my internet day

no realy. fuck my internet connection speed. It's been testing my patience for quite sometime now and it has just gone too far. Fuck it man. I've written an entry with colours and marquees with headings and stuff and then it has to hang on me, AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN!!!

Q: you know what i could use right now?
A: A CD which teaches all the topics we're learning for the promos, be it Econs, Geog or Lit, in a form of a song. 13 tracks of 5 minutes each would be fine.

I still hate my internet connection for many reasons such as making me read livejournal and blogspot codings in SQAURES and its fucking occasional hang ups. ARGH! leave me alone. i want to study.

bye. i wish i could catch another glimpse of you before the promos. Either that, don't see me then.

~ciaoz

Hadi was crying @ 10:00 PM

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Sunday, September 11, 2005

Listen to me. Ok now stop. day.

I've been blog hopping for the past x>15 mins and i must say some entries do really touch me. (no i was not physically touched) Let's see. How old am i again? 17 years and 3 months and 5 days. Currently schooling in a JC where they place ur brain in a vice clamp and sqeeze all the juice they can get from u so u can help contribute in making the world a 'better' place to live in. Come on. I really miss being 7 and being such a stupid kid back then. With that stupid hairstyle ur grandma gave u. With those really tight and short pants you wear to school everyday. Trying hard to act cool but realising you're barely 10.

ok lar. in short. we're ageing. before u know it, we're dead. haiz. y am i thinking about what happens when we die? I really could use someone rite now, and say "Hey, let's talk abt the future." and actually feel good about it. No qualms, no sense of uncomfortableness (<-- please check if there is such a word), no nothing. Just an open conversation with someone you can call your own. Bahh im tinking too much.

To the girl whom i will one day fall in love with and actually will love me back:

Fuck lar. I'm not that desperate dammit. its just one of those days u wish you could have it all. u think i'm really going to post it? wahaha. suckers.

~ciaoz

Hadi was crying @ 12:20 AM

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actually, i was about to write something personal down here. However, due to my state-of-the-art mind, i realised that 99.9% of you guys will realise that there's more to the entry in this column. Well you're not gonna get anything from me because you guys won't understand. Either that, im just being whiney. Sorry then. Well, congratulations upon making your way to this "top secret nak mampos" paragraph. With this, I, Abdul Hadi Bin Bohari, certify that you are just another curious human being where another person's privacy is your source of entertainment. Harsh? accept it.

Hadi was crying @ 12:20 AM

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Friday, September 09, 2005

Too sick to bother about anything day.

Here are some of the things that are currently irritating me.

Number 1: The Retarded Dancing Cow with the stupid Bananas advertisement by HL Milk

Frankly, that's the most disgusting freakshow they ever premiered on television. Makes me think twice about eating beef. For those who never saw this ad before, its a simple add with a stupid cow dancing with a banana on its head, followed by a slogan "We're going bananas!". Well one thing's for sure, i'm going bananas! Dammit i feel like puking each time i see that ad. It's like taking one of those cows infected with the Mad-Cow syndrome and leave it wobbling itself to death with a bunch of bananas on its head. Oh sweet mercy!

Number 2: My hair

Dammit. The wait for the Messy hair-do is just too long. My hair's too unbalanced right now with the fringe behaving at its worse. So now im considering whether i should just go back to being a short haired boy or continue being patient and let it grow, grow and grow. Either that, BOTAK!! (no way dudes)

Number 3: My No Use Good For Nothing PW mates.

Useless team. I don't give a fuck what u guys want to think of me but honestly, u aren't even helping at all. Bitches. Appoint me group leader, knowing the fact that i'm irresponsible, and still can blame me for our lack of communication. Cibai. Fuck you guys. I have to do the shitty 2500 word Written Report ON MY OWN and you guys never even fucking contribute in passing me your ideas (except Ming Hui) and getting this shit done and over with. I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning while u guys snored in your bed or did whatever shit u did just to ensure that our team don't get scolded again and no one even bothered to ask how our Written Report is going? Fuck. I'm not gonna be responsible if our team gets a lousy grade. Fuck u bitches. Your excuses are pathetic and lame. fuckers.

Number 4: [Thanks Anu for reminding me] This Fashion Boutique.

Fuck this place. I hate this place so much it irritates me down to the bone marrow. I love my mom so much but This Fashion had to ruin my mood by playing stupid CHINESE cover version songs over and over again and that really ticks me off. And to make things worse, i was browsing through some shirts for my sister when i stumbled upon this OH-SO-CLEAR IMITATION converse shirt. Oh tell me, since when did Chuck Taylor create a brand name D-Sense-E: all star? What the fuck was This Fashion tinking? Lame shop. It's so cheap, i'd buy one of their dresses to wipe my ass. I mean, the clothings there are so AH LIAN and come on man, im not gonna let my sister turn into an ah lian. (farna if ur reading this, im not refering to u.) My mom wanted to pick my sis a sleeveless. nononono. no sleeveless. Well, overall my mom bought a very nice pink shirt there. Take note of the word "very" and "nice" because the odds of finding a very nice clothing in This Fasion is 1/infinite. I love my mom very much so thank god for my mom that i didn't burn This Fashion down.

Number 5: Thinking of irritating things that's going on in my life rite now.

yes people. i am currently irritated. Don't ask why but I just am. Call it stress. Call it problematic. Yeah. I don't know man. Promos is coming up soon and im still down here chatting? Oh my god. I can't believe the holidays are coming to and end. Urgh. ok i dunno wat more to add.

Oh and i saw that Fat Ang moh nanny from Villa Wellness. What's her name again, Vanessa? Yeah. Well, one thing's for sure, she's out. Yup. Out as OUT can be. Is she still fat u ask? Well i saw 3 layers of god-knows-what on her hips. Looks like exfoliation. Well can't blame her, Villa Wellness DID try rite? I hope Sally's thinner now. She's a bad nanny. Smoke in front of babies. My my. Well there's exists a theory that smoking burns fat. Guess she's still trying to slim down.

I am currently half naked. If asked nicely, i will strip myself and become fully naked. But what's the point. Even if i did, you guys won't know that i did anyways. :p

ignore that. bye.

~ciaoz

Hadi was crying @ 11:57 PM

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Saturday, September 03, 2005

Happy Israk Mikraj day.

Went out to study. Went to arab street. Went to Syarahan. Home. <- My summary of my day in 4 sentences.

Why? That's all i ever want to know. Why? I've been doing fine (or at least i think i was) trying to move on after all those scars that u've inflicted on me. I've forgiven you. I've given u space to build up on the relationship you formed behind my back. You did fine. Your life ended up being much more blissful than mine. You lived the life i've always wanted to live. Every thought that i have of you now cease to exist. I hate you. I hate you so very much for holding back that chance, for making me lead myself to false hopes over and over again. You're happy now. So why do u still haunt me as if you're so depressed that i'm not even close to talking terms with you? Isn't that what HE wants? Isn't that what YOU want? Back when i almost took my life to prove that i can't live without you. To live my life alone without someone to support me like u did? Now you come back to me and u tell me u want to give me back each and every single note or letter (including those gifts) that i ever gave to you? Did it ever cross your mind to ever consider the significance of what those things mean to me and to you? The fact that i worked so hard to produce something that translates what i feel deep down inside of me, is going to be handed back to me? Everything? I kept each and every note that u have. Pictures, Collages, Letters to even God Knows What. I keep them because they exist as a memory. Something to remember you by when I grow up. Something to remind me that there actually existed a point of time in my life where i met someone and unknowinglly went through a stage of life that only comes once. Frankly, you want to return me those stuffs that i gave u for the times we've toiled and endured together, i'll take it back. But it really saddens me that you're erasing me out of your life and everything we've been through as strangers, to friends, to lovers. If this is what u want to have in your life, i bid u farewell. Don't worry about me as I don't need you in my life anymore to find anything that concerns happiness and peace. I've learnt to overcome those shit u've put me through and i won't let you do it again. Till then, it was nice knowing you. goodbye.

~ciaoz.

Hadi was crying @ 11:50 PM

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Thursday, September 01, 2005

No use for a Title.

To any teacher reading this entry: Today's your day i guess. For all those times you had to endure our nonsense. For every moment u feel happy or disappointed at your very own profession. This is the one day where you are truely appreciated and honoured for all your hardwork and perserverance. To every teacher who have made a difference in my life and set the course in which i will take in my life, Happy Teacher's Day.

It's 11:02am right now. It's a miracle! Hadi is actually awake before 12pm! Well, since its a holiday, im thinking i might just use this chance to catch up with my studies to prepare myself for the promos. It's just around the corner. I wish i have that spark of zest to give it my all like how i did during the O'levels. This is the worst Final Year Examinations that i have come to dread. The fear of retaining, the fear of collecting the result slip in your hands and realise that you're actually not good enough to take the next step up the ladder. Come to think of it, the degree in university is very common now that i guess its just better off just living with a diploma. I want a contented life not a high-end living. If one day i'm rich, i'm just gonna use my wealth to give my mom and dad a life they never had. I want to take care of them and make them feel at ease and happy for a change. It's the least i can do for them after all they've done for me. Yeah. Guess there is a reason that im JC after all. Better not fail them now.

I still can't believe it's 11:07am. haha. Supposed to go collect my guitar back from Adib but there's no news from him. Supposed to go acoustic sessioning with Alfian and Syafiq (abang Joe) but there's no reply from them either. So i guess the idea of "studying during teacher's day" is all set in everybody's mind. In that case, i might just do the same. Not much people online right now. Could it be that they're sleeping or something?

Ok here's an impromptu plan i made up:

Today - Saturday: Study Human Geog
Sunday - Tuesday: Study Physical Geog
Wed-Thursday: Econs
Friday: Maths
Weekends: Lit + Gp

Ok that's not helpful. i neglected malay which falls in 20 days time. wahaha. WHAT?! 20 DAYS TIME?! oh shit. that's really not a piece of comforting news. well.. bye.

~ciaoz.

Hadi was crying @ 10:57 AM

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