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Akan sebelum itu, aku sempat capai tarik tangannya. Dan bisikkan sesuatu di telinga;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey. Aku pernah beri hati aku kepada kau. Dan aku tak harap kau jaga hati aku. Kau boleh buat apa kau suka. Kau boleh lontar hati aku, jatuh berkecai ke bumi dan kau tak perlu risaukannya. Kerana hati aku boleh dibentuk semula melalui pasir masa. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lepaskan tangan dan kemudian perlahan, aku tinggalkan dia. Di awan lapis ke dua. Dan aku tak harap hujan turun di situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-2373038099800227322?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/2373038099800227322/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=2373038099800227322&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2373038099800227322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2373038099800227322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/NQlrwXuU8P8/hujan.html" title="Hujan" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2012/01/hujan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EGRXo8eCp7ImA9WhRUF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-3326012827570511741</id><published>2012-01-26T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:07:04.470+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-28T22:07:04.470+08:00</app:edited><title>Pop! Berpop!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pop! Hati berpop! Bila dia kasi hadiah bantal angry bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sengih bila dia kata, nah hadiah konvo. Saya sengih lagi. Terima kasih bersengih saya kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop! Pop! Hati saya berpop! Dua kali. Bila dia hadiahkan saya buku. Buku yang saya mahu. Buku yang saya idamkan.  Pop! Pop! Berpop! Hati saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia senyum sahaja. Dia berkulit putih. Bermata sepet dan bersemangat waja. Dia kata dulu. Masa kecil-kecil, dia selalu tonton Star Wars. Star Wars episod 1 sampai lah episod 3. Masa dulu-dulu, ayah dia video-tapekan Star Wars episod 1 hingga 3. Dia  selalu ulang-ulang tengok walaupun masa dulu, dia tak faham apa sepatah pun bahasa inggris, tak reti baca sarikata bahasa melayu . Dia tengok sahaja. Bila besar, dia tengok lagi. Kali ini, dia buleh membaca sarikata melayu. Dia tengok ulang-ulang. Dan bila lagi besar, dia kata, dia tengok tanpa sarikata dan faham bahasa inggris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia belajar bahasa inggris dengan menonton Star Wars episod 1 hingga 3. Ulang-ulang kali. Itu kata dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Zaman video tape dulu. Mana ada Star Wars episod 1 hingga 3. Saya tegur. Zaman episod 1 hingga 3, zaman vcd. Aku tegur sarkastik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Salah. Dia menggelabah. Kemudian dia cucuk pinggang saya. Macam selalu-selalu dia buat kalau dia tersalah cakap. Episod 4 la. Empat hingga enam. A New Hope, The Empires Strike Back, dan lupa satu lagi, dia betulkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Saya gelak kecil. Gelak kecil hasil melihat respon dia dan juga hasil cucukan tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewok comel kan? tanya dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comel. Chewbacca pun comel, aku balas. Tapi Ewok bangsa suka berperang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia tarik muka. Kembung pipi. Muka merajuk main-main.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sengih sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian dia pandang lagi poster Star Wars Episod 1 yang bakal ditayangkan semula dalam 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tengok... kata dia. Manja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-3326012827570511741?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/3326012827570511741/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=3326012827570511741&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3326012827570511741?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3326012827570511741?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/RGr9OTmfzOo/pop-berpop.html" title="Pop! Berpop!" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2012/01/pop-berpop.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYERXg-fip7ImA9WhRUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-8022453262959182370</id><published>2012-01-22T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:01:44.656+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T09:01:44.656+08:00</app:edited><title>2 dalam 100 Hati</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;100 orang termasuk aku  dan engkau. Di dalam bilik kecil itu dan di dalam ramai orang, aku  hanya nampak engkau. Mata bertentang mata. Lidah kelu untuk berkata,  degup jantung laju tidak terkira. Neves. Ya neves. Pada hujung malam itu. akhirnya aku  bercakap dengan 98 orang yang lain. Kerana aku takut aku akan menjadi  cacat bila bercakap dengan engkau. Takut kau curi hati aku, takut kau  tangkap lidah aku dan yang paling aku takut sekali, kau curi nafas aku. Kemudian aku mati dalam sedar,  aku telah bertemu bidadari.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku tak mahu semua itu berlaku.&lt;/p&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/8641210675376618322-8022453262959182370?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/8022453262959182370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=8022453262959182370&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8022453262959182370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8022453262959182370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/LIJK-CXFh5w/2-dalam-100-hati.html" title="2 dalam 100 Hati" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2012/01/2-dalam-100-hati.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGRnc7fip7ImA9WhRWGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-8930483343710576502</id><published>2012-01-07T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:52:07.906+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-07T00:52:07.906+08:00</app:edited><title>Menulis Blog #1</title><content type="html">try post guna idevice. tak best rupanya apps blogger ni. dia tak apply accelerometer (betul dok tahu eja). &lt;br /&gt;
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sekarang malam. pukul 12 lebih. pagi karang kerja. malam lepas tu baru balik. kerja hari sabtu ahad isnin selasa  rabu cuti. khamis kerja lepas tu tak tahu dah bila cuti. kerja tapi tak kaya harta tapi kaya budi bahasa. &lt;br /&gt;
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ape menda lagi nak cerita ni? ha. jangan baca buku tulisan Murakami. watak utama cerita dia selalunya tak suka ada kawan dan bila baca buku dia, hanya tambah depress dalam hidup. betul. tapi saya suka baca cerita pendek dia tajuk "Tony Tanikani"&lt;br /&gt;
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cerita pasal budak nama tony tapi pure japanese. mula mula ingat pasal budak tu. tapi sekali cerita pasal ayah dia. lama-lama baru cerita budak tu ending dia budak tu hidup lonli. &lt;br /&gt;
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haha. lama rasa biasa pulak menaip guna keyboard gini. sekarang dah malam. nak sambung esok lah pulak. &lt;br /&gt;
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kalu rajin la. &lt;br /&gt;
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Membeli sebuah kapal selam berkuasa nuklear untuk negara. Yang boleh tembak punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-7728359314043258224?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/7728359314043258224/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=7728359314043258224&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7728359314043258224?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7728359314043258224?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/hd3OJSxJdlo/2012.html" title="2012" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcCQ3Y-cSp7ImA9WhRWEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-2072938154243970538</id><published>2011-12-31T04:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T04:47:42.859+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T04:47:42.859+08:00</app:edited><title>Kalifornia Temaki</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kami duduk berdua di hujung kaunter. Berhadapan dengan rel makanan bergerak. Aku menghadap rel makanan dan dia menghadap rel makanan juga. Yang beza, dia duduk di sudut dan aku duduk di tengah memberikan peluang untuk pelanggan yang lain duduk di sebelah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Cuba satu. kata aku sambil mengambil Inari. Sedap. sambung aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ambil satu, selepas membersihkan chopstik kayu (dia pernah tersasul chopstik dengan spegathi) dengan menggosokkan kedua-dua chopstik antara satu sama lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. kunyah dia. Hmm.. Ini Inari? tanya dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha'ah. aku jawab. Inari merupakan nama jenis sushi yang diatasnya diletakkan kulit tauhu goreng.  Sushi ini menjadi pembuka selera apabila aku sampai di kedai makanan itu. Selalunya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suasana di sana, hingar bingar memandangkan pada waktu itu merupakan waktu kemuncak kebanyakan orang makan malam. Tempat duduk makin berkurangan dan apabila keluar pelanggan tempat kosong cepat-cepat dipenuhi orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba California Temaki pula, cadang aku. Dia angguk. Sambil mengunyah, dia pandang ke atas. menikmati setiap kunyahan. Mukanya merah dan pipi gebunya turun naik, turun naik mengunyah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kemudiannya memberitahu kepada pelayan yang kebetulan lalu di belakang. Dua California temaki dan satu Yakiniku Udon. Dia catat. Kemudian meletakkan kertas karbon itu di atas meja ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang itu, kami tidak berkata-kata. Aku sibuk memerhatikan suasana dan dia leka mengunyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di satu meja, kelihatan seorang ayah sedang sibuk mengawal anak-anaknya yang selepas makan, menyusun piring-piring biru hingga lebih tinggi dari ketinggian ayahnya yang sedang duduk. Tak puas dengan itu, anak itu mengambil penutup makanan. menyusun penutup makanan itu pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minit selepas itu. Anak-anak dan bapanya keluar dari situ (kedai makan) dan meja lekas-leas dipenuhi dengan pelanggan lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika itu, California Temaki masih belum sampai. Begitu juga dengan Udon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-2072938154243970538?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/2072938154243970538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=2072938154243970538&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2072938154243970538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2072938154243970538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/FvbonTlugR0/kalifornia-temaki.html" title="Kalifornia Temaki" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/12/kalifornia-temaki.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8FRns7fip7ImA9WhRSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-725954077942296404</id><published>2011-11-14T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:46:57.506+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-14T20:46:57.506+08:00</app:edited><title>Selepas Hati Hancur</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Paling ajaibnya lepas hati saya hancur, retak seribu, saya terserempak seorang yang pernah saya berkenalan dalam bas. Latar masa itu circa tahun 2009  atau 2010. Ketika itu dalam  perjalanan pulang ke Melaka dari Kuantan. Kami duduk sebelah menyebelah. Saya borak dengan dia. Dapat nombor dia. Kemudian, saya mesej lebih kurang. Pasal masa tu bizi yang amat. Adegan jumpa balik  bermula lepas saya tengok wayang tadi. Dia baru lepas balik kerja part time. Kami selisih, kami berjalan nak terlanggar. saya elak dia, dia elak saya. kemudian saya senyum, dia senyum balik. Selepas tu, dia jalan kemudian, saya perhatikan dia nak langgar orang lagi. dia elak dan senyum. saya renung muka dia lama-lama sama ada dia antara orang-orang yang wajahnya yang saya familiar atau saya kenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedang sampai satu tahap renungan, saya cuba nak abaikan firasat familiar saya. Tiba-tiba dia dah stop. Dia nak masuk surau. Saya pun stop, sebab nak bukak pintu tangga dekat surau tu. Saya tengok dia. Dia tengok saya. Lagi. Rasa familiar. Kemudian, saya kata,"Ha. Rasa macam cam lah. Saya Shafiq." "Awak sapa ye?" tanya saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Qistina" dia kata. Senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Qistina" saya respon. Senyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zup zap zup terus otak saya recall. Dia pernah cakap yang dia suka pokok. Dia cerita juga yang dia suka tengok awan. Tapi antara pokok dengna awan, dia lagi suka pokok. Dan dia bercita-cita nak bukak nurseri pokok.   Saya mintak nombor telefon dia, lagi sekali.  Rupanya, saya tak pernah delete nombor dia. Selepas itu, kami berpisah. Saya pasang azam. Mahu SMS dia lepas tu. Tapi sampai sekarang saya tak mesej dia. Rasa malas pun ada. Kalau mintak fesbuk snuid kan senang. Buleh like status dia je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk ini dah 6 bulan saya dapat nombor dia. Dan saya masih dengan sikap malas mesej. Ego lelaki, orang kabor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-725954077942296404?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/725954077942296404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=725954077942296404&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/725954077942296404?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/725954077942296404?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/ZVYeh3TJI8Y/selepas-hati-hancur.html" title="Selepas Hati Hancur" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/11/selepas-hati-hancur.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4EQXs9eSp7ImA9WhdbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-3428094326119801002</id><published>2011-10-11T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T02:55:00.561+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-11T02:55:00.561+08:00</app:edited><title>Random Quote</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NAXNJokkjw/TpM-wN2_btI/AAAAAAAAAk4/KtR_lhpQfRk/s1600/data.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NAXNJokkjw/TpM-wN2_btI/AAAAAAAAAk4/KtR_lhpQfRk/s400/data.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661938154609798866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know you're too busy to miss me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-3428094326119801002?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/3428094326119801002/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=3428094326119801002&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3428094326119801002?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3428094326119801002?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/gDcGquEImCo/random-quote.html" title="Random Quote" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NAXNJokkjw/TpM-wN2_btI/AAAAAAAAAk4/KtR_lhpQfRk/s72-c/data.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-quote.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8GQ34ycCp7ImA9WhdUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-1772256738005112032</id><published>2011-10-02T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:33:42.098+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-02T00:33:42.098+08:00</app:edited><title>At Least</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least.. give me one good news and I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of disappointing news i heard make me thinking. The beginning of 24 years lifetime of me kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i still get a long journey ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-1772256738005112032?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/1772256738005112032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=1772256738005112032&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/1772256738005112032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/1772256738005112032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/T9sQ76Yr0XU/at-least.html" title="At Least" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/10/at-least.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04CRnw6cCp7ImA9WhdRGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-5587468327353413287</id><published>2011-08-10T04:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T04:32:47.218+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T04:32:47.218+08:00</app:edited><title>Puasa</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenarnya, macam selalu. Macam tahun lepas. Sejak duduk jauh dengan mak ayah ni, kalu pusing bazaar ramadhan je. Pusing lah sepenat-sepenatnya. Misti alih-alih beli nasik, ayam masak merah. Nak up sikit, nasik kerabu. Hampir majoriti puasa berbuka lauk gitu. Kecuali kes tertentu, tertido pukul 6 petang. Bangun kul 4 pagi. Tapi sahur pun misti dengan nasi lauk ayam masak merah.
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&lt;br /&gt;Part berbuka puasa yang buat saya tak tahan sebenarnya. Kalu kita dah redi semua-semua makanan. Nak tunggu time azan je. Saya mana buleh. Tunggu depan makanan. Dia rasa lain macam je. Sebab tu, kenkadang lebih suka melepak main komputer. Sampai azan je, Baru kucar-kacir nak pergi bazaar ramadhan dengan air tebu. Lepas tu buleh minum terus depan pakcik air tebu tanpa segan silu sebab dah azan.
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&lt;br /&gt;Bazaar ramadhan ni sebenarnya nak kasi kita pening buat pilihan nak makan apa. Bila kita tak dapat buat pilihan, kita akan jadi nak beli semua. Bila dah beli semua dan berbuka, makan satu karipap rasa macam dah kenyang gila sampai tak buleh pergi teraweh. Yang bakinya, terpaksa perlahan-lahan habiskan. Lama-lama kita akan jadi lebih membesar dari bulan tak puasa.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sebabnya? Makan malam banyak. Bila malam, badan tak perlu kalori bagai semua tu. Nanti dia simpan dalam badan jadi fat. Atau bahasa biasanya lemak. Saya tahu benda tu semua, tapi saya buat jugak. Biasa lah. Tahu tapi tak amal. Sama macam orang belajar Bahasa Malaysia lah. Belajar 11 tahun lebih. Tapi dalam fesbuk tulis bahasa melayu macam gampang. "yew lew", "blk", titik banyak-banyak di tempat yang tak sepatutnya, huruf besar kecik dan lain-lain lagi contoh orang belajar bahasa melayu 11 tahun, dapat 1A dalam SPM tapi tak reti amal dalam kehidupan. Sekurang-kurangnya, walaupun tatabahasa tunggang langgang. Tapi ejaan tu kasi eja betul la. Okay? Okay.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang mende yang nak borok tadi?
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-5587468327353413287?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/5587468327353413287/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=5587468327353413287&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/5587468327353413287?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/5587468327353413287?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/zg_kE7Ovxz0/puasa.html" title="Puasa" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/08/puasa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQXg7eyp7ImA9WhdSFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-3364523391303958004</id><published>2011-07-26T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:07:20.603+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-26T22:07:20.603+08:00</app:edited><title>LRT ke Langkawi</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Langkawi! Langkawi!" sebut makwe operator LRT secara halus melalui alat mesin pemberitahuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peh. Dah sampai Langkawi dah gua ni rupanya, bisik hati kecik gua. Tak sangka LRT ni buleh pergi langkawi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gua steady lagi tak nak kasi tunjuk kegembiraa gua yang buleh shopping kat pulau bebas cukai ni. lalu.. Gua amati baik-baik suara makwe tu. Lama gua amati. Akhirnya, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dang Wangi" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasib baik gua tak turun pergi cari pinggan Correlle untuk mak gua. Kalu turun tadi, tak ke sia-sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/8641210675376618322-3364523391303958004?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/3364523391303958004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=3364523391303958004&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3364523391303958004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/3364523391303958004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/pZRo4JLSFFY/lrt-ke-langkawi.html" title="LRT ke Langkawi" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/07/lrt-ke-langkawi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEMQ3c_eyp7ImA9WhdTFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-8668315765629668202</id><published>2011-07-14T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T03:51:22.943+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T03:51:22.943+08:00</app:edited><title>Sibuk</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nak kabor Hiatus pun. Bukan jugak. Cuma banyak malas nak fikir. Pasal BERSIH 2.0? Pasal Politik? Takde nak masa. Sekarang duk fikir camna nak dapat duit nak beli komputer baru dengan grafik kad terbaru dengan 24" widescreen monitor. Dengan meja paling tiptop dengan kerusi paling solid sekali. Kemudian main game sampai lebam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-8668315765629668202?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/8668315765629668202/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=8668315765629668202&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8668315765629668202?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8668315765629668202?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/aB5oLlueN-g/sibuk.html" title="Sibuk" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/07/sibuk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMDRH8yfyp7ImA9WhZaGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-909529251019062983</id><published>2011-07-05T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T14:31:15.197+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-05T14:31:15.197+08:00</app:edited><title>Video kasar.</title><content type="html">Dan bila bertemu nya dua orang ni, mereka berada di dunia mereka sendiri. Mereka yang di luar tidak paham.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p10_CWRcyjQ" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe width="600" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D0IZgcaqomE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe width="600" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LtqnVRCxQVQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font size=1&gt; Mereka menggunakan bahasa kampung sendiri semasa berborak. Harap maklum. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kalau berani cubalah tayang dalam versi 1080p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-909529251019062983?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/909529251019062983/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=909529251019062983&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/909529251019062983?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/909529251019062983?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/_pQG8UJURRI/video-kasar.html" title="Video kasar." /><author><name>RedNema (-_-")</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06850956065743368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JU56xt2y9Q0/SWesZCD4-WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pV2l016LbK0/S220/grey+fox+2.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/p10_CWRcyjQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/06/video-kasar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIFSHs7eyp7ImA9WhZbGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-4758277365827247651</id><published>2011-06-24T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:35:19.503+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-24T01:35:19.503+08:00</app:edited><title>4000 Rasa Kecewa</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4000 rasa kecewa yang disimpan sampai berkarat hati. Bila lepas 1, kena marah. Datang lagi 10 kecewa. Sekarang sudah ada 4009 rasa kecewa. Nak lepaskan, buleh. Tapi adakah berbaloi sekiranya menambah lagi rasa kecewa itu? dari 4009 jadi 5000. atau 10 000. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila di simpan kecewa, dikata lemah. Jadi apa cara yang betul untuk melepaskan kecewa ini tanpa menambah lagi rasa-rasa kecewa ini? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diam lah kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;atau.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cara lain? &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/8641210675376618322-4758277365827247651?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/4758277365827247651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=4758277365827247651&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4758277365827247651?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4758277365827247651?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/OpMYbpSMvDY/4000-rasa-kecewa.html" title="4000 Rasa Kecewa" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/06/4000-rasa-kecewa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAAQnY-fyp7ImA9WhZbFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-6478602753388839400</id><published>2011-06-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:25:43.857+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-18T23:25:43.857+08:00</app:edited><title>Reviu Cincai: Green Lantern</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Green Lantern (The Movie) is another typical Superhero based on Comic movie. Story pace was too fast. Lacks of characters development. Final Battle? Fighting with evil cloud and Big Forehead "Stephen Hawking" Not cool enough. No real super villain to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie totally sucks for GL fanboys which luckily I'm not. If I am, i will be ranting in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea, the concept of Green Lantern. I really hope the production can do better for the sequel.  Blake Lively as heroin? I say "meeh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm turning into my lurk moar mode. Reading wiki about Green Lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall this movie is a pop corn movie. It's not bad neither great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang Randum: 3.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-6478602753388839400?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/6478602753388839400/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=6478602753388839400&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/6478602753388839400?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/6478602753388839400?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/NR7t1m-MBM4/reviu-cincai-green-lantern.html" title="Reviu Cincai: Green Lantern" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/06/reviu-cincai-green-lantern.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIARH8zeyp7ImA9WhZUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-7667403050780038835</id><published>2011-06-13T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:22:25.183+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-13T13:22:25.183+08:00</app:edited><title>Reviu Cincai: Super 8</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZuAAihKA4Ks/TfD4yVTGdoI/AAAAAAAAKJo/VbC7OpZNYmU/s0/EEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 1736px;" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZuAAihKA4Ks/TfD4yVTGdoI/AAAAAAAAKJo/VbC7OpZNYmU/s0/EEE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kredit gambar: &lt;a href="http://blogserius.blogspot.com"&gt;Blog Serius.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alahai.. Kenapa lah kecik-kecik umur 13 tahun dah comel macam gini. Besor nanti tak tahu lah. Btw, Elle Fanning ini adik kepada Dakota Fanning, 17 tahun yang sekarang dah comel macam gini *tunjuk dua ibu jari*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviunya. Super 8. Bukan mengisahkan superhero ke, supermoms ke, superdads ke, supercars ke, supersupi ke, bukan. bukan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super 8 adalah format filem yang dikeluarkan oleh Kodak pada tahun 1965. Apa kaitan dengan format filem dengan muvie ni? Ya. Sebenarnya cerita ini mengisahkan sekumpulan remaja yang passion untuk bikin filem zombie. Pada latar masa itu, super 8 adalah medium paling terbaik sekali untuk merakam movie. Pada awalnya, hanya bikin movie. Tetapi lama kelamaan mereka terlibat dalam satu agenda ketenteraan atau dipanggil operasi "Walking Distance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya suka dengan filem ini. Jalan cerita yang kemas. Walaupun, ada satu part tak masuk diakal. Tapi saya rasa okay. Cerita ini balance. Komedi, Love story, kekeluargaan, persahabatan, serius, saspen, terkezut, boring, meletup, CGI. Semua ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih baik anda pergi tonton sendiri. kerana saya yakin, jalan cerita cerita ini memberi impak yang mendalam sekiranya, anda tidak membaca atau mengetahui apa-apa tentang jalan cerita cerita ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk cerita Super 8 ini, saya kasi 4.5/5 bintang randum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya marathon dua movie semalam. Tengok X-Men: First Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak mengecewakan. Malah, terbaik dari mana-mana movie X-Men yang lepas. Cuma Prof X kumpul mutan yang tak power sangat pada zaman nak lawan orang Jahat tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang? 4.5/5 bintang randum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-7667403050780038835?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/7667403050780038835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=7667403050780038835&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7667403050780038835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7667403050780038835?v=2" 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href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/8745907733935971533/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=8745907733935971533&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8745907733935971533?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/8745907733935971533?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/Q_I7jTmx7yc/quot-3.html" title="Quot #3" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/06/quot-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMRX8_eyp7ImA9WhZUEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-2965409045877729040</id><published>2011-06-03T06:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:46:24.143+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-03T06:46:24.143+08:00</app:edited><title>Patah</title><content type="html">Hati yang patah tak akan selamanya patah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-2965409045877729040?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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It's a four letter word - AWSM&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a40dt5vSk_g/Td3lEjNJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZfE93mYV5_0/s1600/youtube.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a40dt5vSk_g/Td3lEjNJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZfE93mYV5_0/s400/youtube.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can click. Yes, you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-5430405148560670162?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/5430405148560670162/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=5430405148560670162&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/5430405148560670162?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/5430405148560670162?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/eEdXmr3ZlXc/hehe.html" title="Hehe." /><author><name>RedNema (-_-")</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06850956065743368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JU56xt2y9Q0/SWesZCD4-WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pV2l016LbK0/S220/grey+fox+2.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a40dt5vSk_g/Td3lEjNJ0tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZfE93mYV5_0/s72-c/youtube.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/05/hehe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMGRnY-eSp7ImA9WhZXE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-4713846212302043455</id><published>2011-05-03T03:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T04:00:27.851+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-03T04:00:27.851+08:00</app:edited><title>Mereka 2</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dia mahu bercinta dengan Darkk. Tapi dia tahu yang Darkk itu imaginasi.  Gelap terang, gelap terang. Dia masih mahukan Darkk. Darkk imaginasi.  Atau pun dia.. boleh.. bikin.. Darkk.. jadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALITI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menghidupkan Darkk. Dia perlukan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepuluh  nut dan skru. Empat kaki bangku. 50 liter air hujan yang jatuh atas  atap rumah anak yatim. Tiga batang choki-choki. Lima batang anak mancis.  Sebilah parang. Dan.. dan.. bahagian yang paling penting sekali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati Darkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.  Dia terlopong. Darkk imaginasi. Jadi hatinya juga imaginasi. Jadi  bagaimana dia mahu dapatkan hati Darkk? Di mana perlu dia pergi untuk  dapatkan hati Darkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semangat dia mahu bercinta dengan Darkk  secara realiti berkobar-kobar. Desas-desus mengatakan, hati Darkk  sebenarnya wujud. Tapi wujudnya tiada bukti. Ada orang bercerita yang  hati Darkk disimpan oleh seorang yang realiti bernama Zawfaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan  mencari Zawfaw bermula. Demi Darkk, semuanya demi Darkk. Dia  memang  cinta mati sepuluh keturunan pada Darkk. Siapa Zawfaw, dia belum  tahu  lagi. Istimewa sungguh Zawfaw kerana hati Darkk bersama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dipendekkan   cerita, dia jumpa Zawfaw. Tikus yang beritahu, tentang kehadiran  Zawfaw  di Padang Pasir Berapi. Penat dia berlari menuruni tangga-tangga  menara  Zugzwang berkejar mencari Zawfaw. Kata Tikus, Zawfaw pemuda  paling  comel di hati para gadis. Tikus pesan lagi supaya hati-hati,  takut  terjatuh cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ketawa. Sungguh-sungguh dia ketawa.  Tikus  tak tahu, cinta matinya pada Darkk. Zawfaw atau Fawwaz, dia tak  pandang  langsung. Kalau Darkk benar jadi realiti dan muncul di  Rotterdam,  sanggup dia ponteng kelas serta-merta. Tinggalkan pesakit  kanser  paru-paru, kanser payudara segala. Semata-mata untuk melihat  kelibat  Darkk di celahan tulip kuning di Keukenhoff. Ya, semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkk   buat dia lupa pada realiti. Imajinasi tentang Darkk? Ah, terlalu  indah.  Terlalu manis, minum kopi pun tak perlukan gula lagi.  Hari-hari  lebih  ceria dengan Darkk di sisi. Sejak bila pun dia tak tahu. Sumpah,  dia tak  tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pergi dengan Larry. Hembus angin Padang Pasir  Berapi  sepoi-sepoi. Bukan macam gulung ombak dalam hatinya yang sedang  rindu  pada Darkk. "Sabar sayang, sebentar lagi kita bakal bertemu.  Lepas saya  ambil hati awak dari Zawfaw"  Begitu detak hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia  berdiri,  mencongak dalam kepala kos perjalanan ke Padang Pasir Berapi.  Hutang  lagi pada Larry. Satu suara menerpa gegendang telinga. "Hai,  saya  Zawfaw. Awak Namia kan? Saya mencari awak" Zawfaw mencari dia?  Indah  betul susunan takdir ini. Betul kata orang, kerja Tuhan siapa  tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa  berpaling dia membalas, "Awak cari saya?" Dan  jawapan yang dia dapat,  "Seumur hidup saya, awak. Seumur hidup saya"  Dia berpaling dan  membenarkan ayat jatuh cinta pandang pertama. Bukan,  ini pandang ke  sejuta kali. Wajah Zawfaw sama seperti Darkk yang selalu  dia  imajinasikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kredit: Perempuan Berkalung Sorban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-4713846212302043455?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/4713846212302043455/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=4713846212302043455&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4713846212302043455?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4713846212302043455?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/zpHaZMnPGvg/mereka-2.html" title="Mereka 2" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/05/mereka-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDQXw_fyp7ImA9WhZXEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-4015154429056374170</id><published>2011-05-01T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T04:51:10.247+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T04:51:10.247+08:00</app:edited><title>Mereka</title><content type="html">Perempuan yang tidak mahu berpisah dan Lelaki yang tidak mahu meninggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi, kedua-dua mereka tidak bercinta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-4015154429056374170?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/4015154429056374170/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=4015154429056374170&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4015154429056374170?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/4015154429056374170?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/5fxww8XbaU4/mereka.html" title="Mereka" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/05/mereka.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcDR3gyeSp7ImA9WhZQEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-803557619633702837</id><published>2011-04-18T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:41:16.691+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-18T11:41:16.691+08:00</app:edited><title>Watak Fiksyen</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku mahu bunuh watak fiksyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mahu bunuh watak Peter Parker, Mary Jane, Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthur, Naruto, Ichigo, Monkey D Luffy, Yagami Light, Bruce Banner, Barbara Gordon, Clark Kent/Superman, Shikamaru Nara,Lois Lane, Hellboy, Kermit the Frog, Barney Stinson, Hermione Granger, Dr. Doom, Ayanami Rei, Squall Leonhart, Boba Fett, The Flash, Dorothy Gale (The Wizard of Oz), Alice, Magneto, Calvin, Samwise Gamgee, Hercules, Deadpool, Eric Cartman (South Park), Tarzan, Catwoman, Yuna Braska (Final Fantasy X), Aquaman, Yoda, Optimus Prime, Mickey Mouse, Bilbo Baggins, Dr. Gregory House, Green Lantern, Bugs Bunny, Solid Snake, Cloud Strife, Iron Man, Mario, Severus Snape, Gandalf, Joker, Aragorn, Robin Hood, Wolverine, Frodo Baggins, Homer Simpson, Frankenstein’s Monster, Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, Analkin Skywalker, James Bond, Darth Vader, Darth Maul, Indiana Jones, Harry Potter, Spiderman, The Doctor (Doctor Who).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang cerita, aku nak bunuh semua watak fiksyen. Atau kata lain, Bunuh fantasi. Biar tinggal realiti. Barulah semua orang tak buleh lari dunia realiti. Ya. Realiti sucks. Tapi itu yang kita hadapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhir sekali, aku mahu bunuh watak 'Darkk'. Watak utama dalam segala-segalanya. Untuk aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-803557619633702837?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/803557619633702837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=803557619633702837&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/803557619633702837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/803557619633702837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/F9-_RK6kP24/watak-fiksyen.html" title="Watak Fiksyen" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/04/watak-fiksyen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGRnk8fip7ImA9WhZRFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-7710369703479358363</id><published>2011-04-13T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T16:30:27.776+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-13T16:30:27.776+08:00</app:edited><title>Sivaji and the Chocolate Cadbury</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Mommy, i want Cadbury chocolate&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;Hold on honey&lt;/i&gt; (grab an umbrella, taunting at Sivaji, with a smile on her face). &lt;i&gt;Next time don't wish for something we can't afford. Samje?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Ok Mommy. I won't. Promise. Please don't play with umbrella in the streets. I'm embarrass when they say my mom is crazy.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;That's ok honey. You don't have to be ashamed to have a crazy mother. Everyone does.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Ok. Can i..&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;Now shut up and let's go home. Stop whatever you're thinking right now. You don't have a brain. Didn't you know that?&lt;/i&gt;" (while picking her nose)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Yeah, i guess.&lt;/i&gt;" (sullen face expression)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So they walked home leaving the candy shop at the streets. The candy shop's owner already standby with a Double-Barrel Pump Gun just in case both mother and son enter the shop. Luckily they don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, without his mom's approval, Sivaji go to the candy shop and buy a Cadbury chocolate. Sivaji walked out from the shop with a happy face. While in the shop, the owner was heavily wounded, on the floor soaked with his own blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carefully Sivaji enter the house, didn't want his mom to notice him bought a Cadbury chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granpa : "&lt;i&gt;Oppode! Hi Sivaji. What's in your hand?"&lt;/i&gt;(while watching Fantasy Academy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Oh, hi Granpa. Oppode. It's nothing.&lt;/i&gt;"(hiding his chocolate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granpa : "&lt;i&gt;Give it to me. I love to have nothing with me. Come on, give it to me.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Well, actually it's not nothing. It's something.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granpa : "&lt;i&gt;Oh crap. I don't like something.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granma : "&lt;i&gt;So give it to me then. I love to have something with me.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;Oh god.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granpa : "&lt;i&gt;Since when did you pray? I never teach my descendant to pray.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;Well well well. What do we have here&lt;/i&gt;(grabbing the chocolate from Sivaji)&lt;i&gt;. Didn't i've told you before, NO CHOCOLATE, NO CHOCOLATE! Why can't you even listen to me?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;But Mommy..&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;Don't but Mommy you butt. I've told you quadrillions time. You. Cannot. Eat. A. Chocolate. In. This. House. Samje? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?&lt;/i&gt;" (making superb-annoying  face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Mommy get out from the house taking along the chocolate. Sivaji' couldn't take this. He want the chocolate so much. He even collect his own money to buy it. He didn't eat at school. Just to collect money to buy Cadbury Chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji chased his Mommy to outside the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mommy : "&lt;i&gt;OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM...............What?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sivaji : "&lt;i&gt;FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU....&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Of The World-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-7710369703479358363?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/7710369703479358363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=7710369703479358363&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7710369703479358363?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/7710369703479358363?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/ApBhi1N-urI/sivaji-and-chocolate-cadbury.html" title="Sivaji and the Chocolate Cadbury" /><author><name>RedNema (-_-")</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06850956065743368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JU56xt2y9Q0/SWesZCD4-WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pV2l016LbK0/S220/grey+fox+2.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/04/sivaji-and-chocolate-cadbury.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUACRHY6eyp7ImA9WhZRFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-1421465417167872228</id><published>2011-04-12T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:16:05.813+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-12T22:16:05.813+08:00</app:edited><title>Manakala di Tempat Lain;</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hujan turun dengan lebat sekali pada pukul 3.43 petang. Hari Sabtu. Hari  ketika ramai orang kerajaan bercuti. Amar pun orang kerajaan. Jadi dia  cuti juga pada waktu itu. Tapi, Amar tak da gelfen. Dia tak gay. Maka dia juga tiada boifen. Lalu dia golek-golek kebosanan di atas katil  bujangnya dan pada hemat dia, dia mahu tidur kembali. Kalau diikutkan, Amar baru sahaja tidur untuk 10 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar pandang kipas siling . Kipas siling pandang Amar. Tapi tak ada panahan cinta antara Amar dan kipas siling itu. Makin lama, Mata Amar makin berat. Makin lama, makin berat. Amar  mengalah.  Amar kembali tidur untuk kesekian kalinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan  untuk kesekian kalinya juga, Amar bermimpi bidadari. Selama ini  bermimpi, Amar tak pernah tahu nama bidadari itu. Dan buat kali pertama  juga, Bidadari itu memberitahu namanya kepada Amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nama I Shelly" beritahu Bidadari. "Nama you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.  Shelly. Sedap nama you. Macam jeli. Nama I Akahash" tipu Amar. Tipunya  bersebab. Sebab mahu ada status tinggi. Supaya tidak dipandang hina  bidadari bernama Shelly itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah. Tipu lah Akahash. I tengok muka you pun I dah tahu nama you Amar. Lagi pula, nametag kat baju you tulis Amar"  cerita Shelly. Muka Shelly kiut. Macam orang kiut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Maaf. Maafkan I, Shelly. I kadang-kadang konfius dengan nama I. Nama sebetul I Akashah." sambung tipu Amar kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar  mula meletakkan tangan di atas meja. Meja yang entah dari mana-mana  datang. Tapi Amar tak peduli. Tangannya harus lah diletakkan di atas  meja. Baru lah nampak kewl. Baru la seiring dengan nama tipunya,  Akashah. Letak tangan atas meja. Kewl. Itu misi Amar sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manakala di tempat lain;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-1421465417167872228?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/1421465417167872228/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=1421465417167872228&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/1421465417167872228?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/1421465417167872228?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/wgXCVQz_ou8/manakala-di-tempat-lain.html" title="Manakala di Tempat Lain;" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/04/manakala-di-tempat-lain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUGQXo6eip7ImA9WhZREEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641210675376618322.post-2337545198194134517</id><published>2011-04-06T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T20:50:20.412+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-06T20:50:20.412+08:00</app:edited><title>Panggilan Telefon Makwe-Makwe</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Makwe-makwe selalu telefon masa gua tengah bizi. Nasib baik lah gua ini jenis yang mengutamakan makwe-makwe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Ye babeh. You nak apa?" kata gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dahagakan cinta you!" makwe itu balas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gua letak telefon. Sambung bizi gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makwe-makwe selalu telefon masa gua tengah bizi. Nasib baik lah gua ini jenis yang mengutamakan makwe-makwe. Tapi kalu pesen gersang tak bertempat, memang gua tak layan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641210675376618322-2337545198194134517?l=darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/2337545198194134517/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641210675376618322&amp;postID=2337545198194134517&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2337545198194134517?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641210675376618322/posts/default/2337545198194134517?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ava_kadabra/~3/kyQNtGJyTNU/panggilan-telefon-makwe-makwe.html" title="Panggilan Telefon Makwe-Makwe" /><author><name>Darkk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17297871695227140472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XwvTLJEDWc0/SSKpnxpp4kI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsffu-ZM7Ec/S220/Japan+393.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://darkk-avakadabra.blogspot.com/2011/04/panggilan-telefon-makwe-makwe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

