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Stream of Consciousness: March 2005
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Thursday, March 31, 2005. I think I know where I stand now. Posted by AzurAso'oD at 12:29 PM. Wednesday, March 30, 2005. More like Service needed. I woke up at 11am to find that I can't log into the net. Something was wrong with the LAN connection. Called Singtel to know why is the my winpoet log-in software having error, but they then told me about Service Pack 2 and their criteria might be diff for my network card. So they pass me a Microsoft number in Malaysia(toll-free! Posted by AzurAso'oD at 5:01 PM.
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Stream of Consciousness: February 2005
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Friday, February 18, 2005. The trip yesterday till the conclusion of my cells. Yesterday Rekha, Sunil, Sasi and I went to Annalakshmi at Excelsior Hotel. We ate Sambar Vadai, Thairu Vadai, Poori and potato, Garlic Naan, Cheese Naan, Paneer, Gobi Manchurian and I drank.(drum rolls). Choc milk shake! PS If your butt is aching of sitting too long in the bus, try flexing and deflexing it, it works. Posted by AzurAso'oD at 3:23 PM. Wednesday, February 09, 2005. Posted by AzurAso'oD at 3:06 PM.
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Stream of Consciousness: November 2004
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Monday, November 29, 2004. My dad now know who is Fadly aka Aqasha. It was fun last saturday when we went visiting each other houses. We ate like almost every house. I didnt refuse of course. Lurve food! Posted by AzurAso'oD at 5:56 PM. Friday, November 26, 2004. As long as i don't end up being a patient in hospital that okay. Without suffering there would be no compassion. I'll carry on to do the right thing. This is what I believe. Posted by AzurAso'oD at 11:24 AM. Wednesday, November 24, 2004. Photos ...
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The Story Behind The Man: December 2004
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The Story Behind The Man. Monday, December 27, 2004. Don't Want To LIve To Reget, And Die With Regrets. She, same as my family is precious. She, same as once in a lifetime chance, is precious. Don't regret or appreciate it only when it's gone. I knew i almost become crazy that day if she was to go away, and i wont be able to type all this today. For what i know, what's the use if i graduate and get a good job? STOP ALL THIS CRAP IN YOUR LIFE! Posted by Aqasha at 5:17 PM. Wednesday, December 22, 2004.
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The Story Behind The Man: May 2005
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The Story Behind The Man. Thursday, May 26, 2005. Something you should know. It's been a while since i last updated this thing right here, as i have been busy with work and a am all tired and you noe that school has already started. Besides i am too lazy to type all the long words and stuffs in here. Well i got some things to share and i need to let it off my chest. I have been thinking alot lately. about work, school, life, family and my Azura. Will i be able to get a good job in future? Not only that, ...
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Stream of Consciousness: January 2005
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Thursday, January 27, 2005. So much further now. My call seem to be a nuisance, my sms seems to be a pain. My tears and plea seems to be a waste. Is it because I am feeling low? Is it because I am disappearng out of your heart? Is it because U are sick of me? Is it because there is another 1 in your heart? Or is it U starting to hate me? Posted by AzurAso'oD at 3:40 PM. Tuesday, January 25, 2005. I don't know who cares. Posted by AzurAso'oD at 10:47 AM. Monday, January 24, 2005. We are going to continue ...
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The Story Behind The Man: June 2005
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The Story Behind The Man. Thursday, June 09, 2005. One of the "Low" Days again. Feelings come, feelings go. Tell me that it isn't so. For the past 17 yrs of my life, i have been invisible to my friends and people around me. They don't seem to notice my very existence. Why am i so unlucky? I was sitting at the coffeeshop and sat across some people that i know from school. Well guess what? Only SOME of them saw me and acknowledged my presence. The only friends i have is myself and Hazura. Lost and Found,.
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The Story Behind The Man: October 2005
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The Story Behind The Man. Monday, October 31, 2005. It's been a whole since i was here. well it seems i won't get to update much since i won't be able to use the comp in school anymore. so. to the people who has been reading my blog. thank you. Last Friday me, Zura, Khair, his friend and the girlfriend went to break our fast together at Joo Chiat. After that we went shopping looking for new clothes and other stuffs. I got mine. It was nice, with the 'samping' and all. definitely. Gerak Gerak GErak Khas!
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Stream of Consciousness: May 2005
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Tuesday, May 31, 2005. He might be having a trauma. I think that they might think it was us who call the police since we just live next door to them. Who wouldn't call the police right? Posted by AzurAso'oD at 10:21 PM. Friday, May 20, 2005. Particular Time of Your Life. Have U ever feel unsure of something, like whether U get a good job manage to support your family? Or whether the happiness U have now will last till the end of time. Does the feeling scares U? Posted by AzurAso'oD at 10:56 AM. To anyone...
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The Story Behind The Man: How Life Has Been For The Big Guy
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The Story Behind The Man. Saturday, April 15, 2006. How Life Has Been For The Big Guy. It's been 4 months since i was enlisted. 4 months of physical hell. More importantly, 4 months of mental hell. Now already pass out but still staying in for residential training. A course for SSO. Oh It means Senstry Security Officer. A very tough job. First line of defence. Life gets tougher, and we get scared to face the future. That's what i am facing now. Wonder what future that lies ahead of me. Anyways, i'm count...