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    <title>Passionate</title>
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    <description>.:: Passionate ::.</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 23:40:14 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2005.</copyright>
    <category>Arts</category>
    <category>Teens</category>
    <category>Entertainment</category>
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      <title>I have moved...</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/88.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 07:36:42 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Here is my new blog :- http://www.soultari.blogspot.com</description>
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      <title>Is my life all about waiting?</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/87.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 18:45:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
   I really wonder. I was reading my past entries and I realise I've not updated much about my life lately. Initially I wanted to go on a hiatus but I realise that I will be compromising my passion for blogging. And since this is the only way for me to let out the pain and the angst, I do not wish to put it aside.


I really wonder. Is my life really all about waiting? I mean, I'm waiting for the day that someone I love really loves me back for who I truly am. I'm also waiting for the day that I can actually dance properly. And also I have to wait for the day when I find true friends who do... (more)</description>
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      <title>Those were the days...</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/86.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2004 09:22:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>To all that is dear...

Gosh! Yesterday was the meeting of active and non-active PS dancers. I was very happy (nay, overjoyed) to see my boys again. All the politics, all the misunderstandings... All the pain. Sigh~ I feel so sad. 

I definitely miss my guy dancers. Nizar, Oosh and Taufiq. Nizar will be coming back for training soon. Oosh on the other hand, is unsure because of his injuries. My darling boy is moving to PA. Taufiq... Hmm... Haha Mr Doctor. I was so happy to be able to communicate with him well once again. Its been a long time. And after he informed me of his departure, I... (more)</description>
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      <title>I know where I stand.</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/85.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 19:15:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Who is the person? You really want to know?



Its You...



Its not meant to be I guess. At least I know. Thank you. I mean it sincerely. Dirgahayu... Dirgahayu...

Till we meet again.

Goodbye.</description>
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      <title>Mistreated by Amin</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 16:49:54 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>                   Have you ever felt used...

  Have you ever felt as though your mere existence in this world is just to be a slave...



*Slaps his face* Gosh~ When will I be sensitized by all this bloody crap that I have to face...


Why must I keep on missing someone so much when I know it will never go anywhere...


Bloody Hell Amin~ Wake up.... *drops to the floor*


Im tired. Real tired. I need to stop loving. I need to stop caring.


When the hell am I going to learn.


*Beats his chest* Amin please... Stop.. Just stop. This heart of yours can't take it anymore...


Im... (more)</description>
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      <title>Not A Situation At All...</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 07:56:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;You know what Amin... 

I do not think there was even a situation&quot; 

                                                                 - yours truly


Well I guess I was dumb enough to misintepret B's attention.  Maybe I was stupid enough to think it was going somewhere. Anywhere for that matter. It just hurts to know that your just an ordinary being to that someone you admire. And it breaks your heart to know that the sms and messages you receive are just a &quot;sincere&quot; way of saying, thank you for admiring me... 


I was stupid to think that everything was a trap. I was daft to say that I... (more)</description>
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      <title>BMR! AAAHH~!</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/82.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 07:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>in the library.

             studying... I hope...

                                        hate bmr

       can't get anything in.  


                           did I mention I hate bmr...

      argh...~ help.


  BASIC MEDIA RESEARCH

                    - a death sentence!

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      <title>Festival Tari Serumpun</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 09:17:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It has been eons since my last update. I was extremly busy with school, Perkumpulan Seni's shows and other commitments e.g depression. *Tries to put on a smile*


Festival Tari Serumpun...

No words can describe the joys and satisfaction that I acquired after performing at this event. One thing for sure, I did my very best. This festival held not long ago (19th September 2004) at the University Cultural Centre was a blast! (For me a least). Met many interesting people from the Riau islands, Johor and Medan. The theme of the festival was joget or ronggeng. So it bascially featured joget... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/comments?id=81</comments>
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      <title>A yearning heart...</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/80.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2004 11:13:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Recently I realise that more individuals are paying &quot;more&quot; attention on me. I mean it in a good way. I am just afraid to give in to this attention because I do not wish to fall into a bottomless pit of regret. I am afraid if I put much effort into it... I may lose it and gain nothing in return. Many would say that I am a coward for not taking risks... But allow me to say this... My life itself is a risk. Everywhere I go, every decision I make is a risk... I just do not wish to take this &quot;one&quot; risk because I believe it will make me crumble into pieces... But if the time is right...... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/comments?id=80</comments>
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      <title>Relinquish the Burden</title>
      <link>http://passionz.blogdrive.com/archive/79.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2004 17:18:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;My mouth opens, My lips move.

I voiced. I enunciated. I uttered the words of disdain...

I broke the heart of a stranger, 

I made my best friend dive into an endless pit of guilt...


All I can do, is stand still, hands tied with my scornful tongue.

I woke up to the reality that everything will be different from now on.


I forced myself to speak but all I could do is cry...

Tears of blood...

Perspiration of defeat. CHECKMATE...&quot; - Amin.




Yes, Amin is tactless (not tactful), yes Amin is malicious. All I can say is that I am sorry. I am sorry. Sorry.


I have given up in... (more)</description>
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