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Zulkarnain Sadali. I'm nineteen but I tend to forget so I unknowingly tell people I'm eighteen. Ridiculous, I know. I'm a rockstar in between the sets, no eyeliner and cigarettes. Life is magical, but its not so fantastic. Oh.

A student in Temasek Polytechnic's IIT School, majoring in Interactive Media Informatics, (IMI) with intentions of making it in the Media industry, a far cry from anything in IT. But I'm open to its possibilities.

I like to leave a little mystery in everything I type, and certain times I do not like to be obvious. I rather speak in tounges and cryptically because that's how I roll. But I always stand by my beliefs.

Just like Hannah Montana, I get the best of both worlds. I like fun but I don't mix anything together. Except when socialising though. Anything goes.

I'm a good boy, most of the times. Of course I shan't deny. I can be a real devil.

I repeat, I stand by my beliefs. If you don't like it, then you should put a red X on it.

PAPARAZZI

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I REALLY REALLY REALLY ENDORSE.

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RICH

(n) possessing material wealth

STARSTRUCK

(n) fascinated by fame or by celebrities

Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta is under the spotlight this time. In 2008, Gaga released The Fame, which she explained was "about how anyone can feel famous".

The Fame spawned many hit singles, including her debut single, Just Dance. Hit after hit, GaGa proved that she isn't a one hit wonder.

“An album full of hits.” – Billboard

THE FAME by LADY GAGA. OUT IN STORES NOW.

HONEY

(n) sweeten with; used as terms of endearment

BUDDY'S THE DJ

(n) a friend who selects and plays recorded music for an audience.

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Surprised? This is my 33rd layout. The 41-month long run of DONT-CHA.blogspot.com spawned many layouts, from graphic art to vectors, to very narcissistic ones.

The layout is based on Lady GaGa's video, Poker Face. The layout goes hand-in-hand in promoting her debut album, The Fame.

No copyright infringement intended.

As a writer, I accept constructive criticism. However, as a person, I do not appreciate disrespectful and hurtful comments to me, my family, friends and/or but not limited to anyone that I speak of on my blog.

I do not guarantee that you will like everything that I read/say on DONT-CHA, but my intention is to entertain.

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I repeat. If you don't like it, put a red X on it, for Windows, and a red dot on it, for Mac.

I advise that you view this on a 1024x768 screen, preferably larger. Best viewed by my own Macbook.


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Calls Mean A Lot
Wednesday, May 21, 2008 10:21 pm
 
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Today, I decided to go to HMV Heeren to get Kelly's new single, Daylight. When I was en route, I suddenly thought of a place at Somerset where I used to sit with an old friend of mine, Ismail.

Quite frankly, he and I were really close. I tell him everything and so did he. We were as close as two friends could be. When I reached my stop, I thought to myself, for old time's sake, I want to visit the place I used to hang out with him till late in the night.

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The place was at the Singtel building at Somerset.

When I reached, I kept thinking about the good times we had there. We would buy takeaway food and bring there to eat and talk for hours. Literally talk for hours. We'd meet and try to shop, but because we rarely meet, all we wanted to do was just talk.

Ismail has been there through my tough times, like the time I had a tiff with Dad. That was a whole lot of drama.

How we met was really... Fate. You can say that. I met him at my previous job as an airport guide and once we exchanged words, we hit it off right there and then.

One day, I had no idea why, but we disconnected. Seriously disconnected. No text messages, I never saw him online and no calls were made. It was really heartbreaking to have a friend left without a goodbye.

You can imagine how I felt when I was at the Singtel building, reminiscing to myself about the friendship we had.

I left the place - thank God I didn't burst out in tears (knowing how much of an emotional wreck I am) but I thought to myself...

Maybe I should give him a call. Maybe.

After purchasing the CD, I decided to call. Just as I've guessed, no answer. It's okay. I didn't expect much.

Moments later, (I seriously thanked God,) he replied! I was beyond happy! My friend that I have never talked to for months finally answered!

He told me he was unavailable and told me to call back later at 7 p.m.

So I waited at Coffee Bean Wheelock.

When I called, it was as huge of a deal as the returning of Spice Girls! We just gushed out months of absence and it was like old times. We talked for over twenty minutes. I couldn't careless about the amount of airtime used. I just wanted to talk to my friend.

I loved that feeling. Two friends, very close friends, reunited. The feeling was amazing. I then suggested he should come over and we could talk even more.

I swear, once he sat, a million and one topics were said. That's the type of friendship that I honestly love. I can't stop saying it, really, but he really means the world to me (just as much as my best friends laa!)

We talked until 9.15 p.m., approximately two hours.

I somehow had a strong feeling he was at Orchard. He felt the same way when I called. My gut feelings are on its game!

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Somehow, every time we take pictures, it's in the bad light, so we headed for a toilet. HAHA. And he keeps saying how buffed he looks because now he's in Dragon Boat. PSSHHH!

And damn, I learned a very good lesson.

Never take your friends for granted. Always try your best to maintain a strong bond, or else your friend is just a number in your phonebook you never call.

We now make it a point to meet every week because we're really brothers. I look up to him and I know I can confide in him about anything at all. I care not about the people around us and I just express what I want to say. He can take it and I swear, anyone that can take my random complaints and overly exaggerated emotional bullcrap is a true friend.

Ismail, I really thank God that we met. I mean it. You really are a brother to me.

And can you like not totally go away and lose contact with the world! LOL!

Oh, and I'm proud. He came from ITE and now in Poly!

GOOOO ISMAIL!



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