<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:52:55.673-08:00</updated><category term='loiters of the day'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='update wed-fri'/><title type='text'>Life is a zoo in a jungle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-3902615381202141607</id><published>2009-09-05T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T08:51:22.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm not gonna be active here anymore..&lt;/span&gt; WHEN I MEAN ANYMORE, I MEAN FOR QUITE AWHILE ONLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;SO GO TO MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://feee.onsugar.com/"&gt;OnSugar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; TO READ MY POSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feee.onsugar.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-3902615381202141607?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/3902615381202141607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-gonna-be-active-here-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3902615381202141607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3902615381202141607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-gonna-be-active-here-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4488626256451813556</id><published>2009-08-23T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T05:38:50.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE MYSELF CAN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been feeling depressed lately. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I feel REALLY lonely cause Hafeez is somehow gone and some people said he ranaway(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;Friends can't seem to talk to me, I have an enormous drop of self-confidence,whole family start to hate me for no reason and I've been aye-walking alone these two days. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I just can't feel the old happiness that i had.&lt;/span&gt; Exams coming,inter-unit quiz competition is in 5 days and its fasting month for goodness sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate my life now.Sure there's always a happy ending some day but i can't hold on any longer. If it is not a sin to kill myself, i would have done so by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where are you baby?I'm waiting for your call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I need to know that there's still someone who care for me&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-4488626256451813556?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4488626256451813556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-myself-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4488626256451813556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4488626256451813556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-myself-can.html' title='I HATE MYSELF CAN?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-2872240874545758474</id><published>2009-08-21T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:08:57.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running through Old Chapters</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Selamat berpuasa everybody.unfortunately i'm not fasting today and i feel soo left out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,did'nt go to PDS rehearsals today cause i was so sick.Eana,casey and hema intended to quit the PDS cause they said that the new formation with the batons were sungguh membosankan.I still want to continue PDS!!cause its already a great opportunity that you could perform for SCDF day right?and opportunities like this ain't gonna come infront of you everyday.(: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile,I was bored and blog-hopped for fun.And i saw old pics from eana's blog. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-YkXaxdFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZzSJOI4mF4/s1600-h/DSC03595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372680631005312082" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-YkXaxdFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZzSJOI4mF4/s320/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both looked alike huh?A nenek and her granddaughter mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-ZAby_vdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IrlTcUKJ-Fc/s1600-h/zz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372681113216990674" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-ZAby_vdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IrlTcUKJ-Fc/s320/zz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-Wb8aMboI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WbZbHq_PNLE/s1600-h/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-ZPLvx6EI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jFgr3JAyjCc/s1600-h/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372681366606571586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-ZPLvx6EI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jFgr3JAyjCc/s320/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idk why but i seem to love it(: Cause my life and hair was awsome and i felt so secure during those times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8348144545644854998-2872240874545758474?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2872240874545758474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-through-old-chapters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2872240874545758474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2872240874545758474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-through-old-chapters.html' title='Running through Old Chapters'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/So-YkXaxdFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZzSJOI4mF4/s72-c/DSC03595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8501077909818129045</id><published>2009-08-20T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:42:57.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heee&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;on 18th &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Siti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Musfirah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;binte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abdul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rahman&lt;/span&gt; had an emotional 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;monthsary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lina was right.I should have given him a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; chance..So i did and god did answered my prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hafeez&lt;/span&gt; changed but this is only the beggining of our Storybook. I know now that every guy is not perfect or better say, every human is not. He had done a mistake that really shattered me to the ground.Made me paralyzed by the pain but at least he made up to it.He confessed and apologised to me and i know that not everyone would done something so courageous like that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To me,he really has a heart like pearl which can be found only 1 in a hundred oysters.( you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pahampahamkn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k thanks to my dear readers for reading this even though it has nothing to do with you yeah.LOVE YOU ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-8501077909818129045?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8501077909818129045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/heee-on-18th-august-2009-i-siti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8501077909818129045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8501077909818129045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/heee-on-18th-august-2009-i-siti.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4304598019510053484</id><published>2009-08-20T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:29:07.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EHH! I'm on OnSugar. LINK ME&amp;amp;VISIT ME(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://feee.onsugar.com/"&gt;http://feee.onsugar.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:(:(:(::):):):)(:(:(:(::):):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4304598019510053484?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4304598019510053484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/ehh-im-on-onsugar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4304598019510053484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4304598019510053484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/ehh-im-on-onsugar.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4660581183585717484</id><published>2009-08-16T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:00:23.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post eh</title><content type='html'>Heee!At school now.But,so what right?its just a place where we go to study.&lt;br /&gt;k mepek sial mus.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my two nyonyas can?&lt;br /&gt;huh,random ke tahap infinity and beyond kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eh boy, i really really LOVE you but i can't trust you..HOW?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;call me asap yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4660581183585717484?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4660581183585717484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/heeeat-school-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4660581183585717484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4660581183585717484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/heeeat-school-now.html' title='Quick post eh'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-2096166269533110962</id><published>2009-08-15T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:58:30.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SoaRo5AikVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EDnmD60sKAs/s1600-h/DSC013chalet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370139737369776466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SoaRo5AikVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EDnmD60sKAs/s320/DSC013chalet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;See this nyanyok girl in &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;?Yeah she's my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);" &gt;cadbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;To hafeezbby;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I loved you, like no one else had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I cared for you, when you were down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I listened to you, when you need someone to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I gave you my hugs and kisses so that you'll feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I supported you, when others don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I gave in alot of times when you scolded me just to save our relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I miss you, yes i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But those three words that you always told me is nothing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You really were the best boyfriend and best friend i had&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I've moved on. At least i have &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Linaa, Yanti, Seri, Khairil, Eana, Faizrul and Ayu &lt;/span&gt;whom &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;i love more than anyone in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-2096166269533110962?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2096166269533110962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2096166269533110962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2096166269533110962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday3.html' title='Saturday&lt;3'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SoaRo5AikVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EDnmD60sKAs/s72-c/DSC013chalet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-3169759454688072656</id><published>2009-08-10T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:59:39.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliving our Childhood times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sn_dZ3STIVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4qKlP4qLD1I/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368252717256089938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sn_dZ3STIVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4qKlP4qLD1I/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Minachi G-string &amp;amp; Minachi Boxers]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hereby say that ILOVE the two lunatics up there can? they rock my bras larh seyy -.-&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had one of the most funnest time with them since ages ago on Friday afternoon.Talked crabs and laughed alot under my block.Yanti made me my shirt and arm dirty with her YamYam chocolate.Seri's laugh was contagious btw.We sort of played 'block catching' haha!because of a group of frucking disgusting mat gundus.We ran to the staircase like crazy nyonyas.Peeked outside and saw that the coast is clear.Went back down and headed to Yanti's block.After the intresting 2 mins of walking,we sat down and continued talking crabs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Seri decided to go to the playground at the HDB block ,opposite of where we were.Played at the see-saw and we were more childish than the small kids there.And again, kept shouting hey,handsome/sexy to the banglas that walked pass us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sumpah kite tgh in Gila Mode..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And there were a group of guys whom i thought were primary6 or Sec1s came towards us an salamed Yanti.Haha!But they were actualy sec3?sabedemah ginggastan lah minachi!Then we headed back home..BUT,a guy chased us and wanted Seri's num.hahahah! we brisked to the MPH. Yanti huried home while me and seri quickily walked towards m block.i went inside the lift and the guy was directly behind seri.So seri went inside the lift,leaving the guy behind.Yessah..after all that chaos,waved seri goodbye and went home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To minachis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Wish we can play block catching again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;like pri school times yeah?/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[Lelong lelong!Coli-coli $30.Must buy must buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Limited edition hor. ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-3169759454688072656?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/3169759454688072656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/reliving-our-childhood-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3169759454688072656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3169759454688072656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/reliving-our-childhood-times.html' title='Reliving our Childhood times'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sn_dZ3STIVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4qKlP4qLD1I/s72-c/DSC00401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8018088523162199366</id><published>2009-08-01T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:48:06.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh eh! w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ent to PDS training on Thursday and it was one hell of a time. Almost dropped Water-mist gun cause 'somebody' keep pushing me. Eana was the best!Lucky got kaki like her.and,and i seriously can't wait for the next training cause ehem will be there(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday was okay.We finally had punishments during cca. I miss the times when the seniors get all angry and scold us cause it gives me that tingling feeling. yeah i do..After CCA, waited outside school with the rest. Zana really irritates me. She keeps asking me to shut up even when i was talking seriously and i was about to shout at her but instead i cried. I mean, I've been tolerating this crap since the start of the year and thought that she would realise that she fuckingly has no respect for me when i do respect her. At least the rest of you guys didn't get scolded by her as bad as mine. I just feel like kicking her okay! So i walked away. BITCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But Ayu and Lina comforted me and said that that's just her. True, i used to be like that and I've realised to respect others. Its all in the matter of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway,went to inter-class soccer comp thingy. Me and Lina were wanted to play but [insert name] didn't want us to just because we're girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Stupid knnbccb. Step mane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nye pro abeh bile nak joke2 pun tak tau. padan muke, kau suke sangat panggil orang noob tapi boleh tak kau gi tgk cermin dulu? please arh eh,perangai dog semacam mintak kene jolok sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eh boy, i love you but i just couldn't&lt;br /&gt;forgive you because of what you did behind my back&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta try harder please&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-8018088523162199366?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8018088523162199366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/eh-eh-went-to-pds-training-on-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8018088523162199366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8018088523162199366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/08/eh-eh-went-to-pds-training-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5688771337952778714</id><published>2009-07-26T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:23:38.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Is 4 1/2 months just enough?Its only a few months.I love you but I find it hard to do so now.You may find it a minor problem or even a joke and if its so, please fuck off from my life okay.If you really love me, then just show me that you do and i mean it. I won't expect apologies by texts but from you,yourself. Let me know that you are sincere. You opened my heart and locked it so that I'll only love you but what happened now? I tried my best to make our love strong but again, my effort is wasted. I wish that there's sombody who could mend my heart here. Not just somebody who would leave me alone after being used. I trusted you, I cared for you, I cried for you, I sacrficed for you and I loved you and instead, you loved another girl.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Goodbye Muhammad Hafeez bin Fardhin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll be waiting for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you to get your last chance boy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To that pompuan, klau kau nk dier sngt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;amek uh. Tk larat siak aku nk buang mase untk korang dua. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-5688771337952778714?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5688771337952778714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5688771337952778714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5688771337952778714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate you'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-3249762978448730275</id><published>2009-07-26T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:05:13.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hee! finally the first round of the inter-unit quiz competition is over. But i screwed up alot. I apologize to ms sunarti and the two other people who'd been revising like hell in advance if we failed to get in the 2nd round. sorry2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that one chunk of thing is gone from my head, i gotta work hard for the SCDF performance thingy. We're performing with the water-mist gun and i hope i can get through all this. But with eana, i can do it! Without her, i would be damn bored and not only that, cuci mate-ing would not be as fun.So yeah, i look up to her as my bestfriend in CCA (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, went to Science Centre yesterday. Funn larh seyy.. Had high times and low times there. Linaa too. Man found a Sony D.camera! Pink SOMEMORE.. &lt;em&gt;And i'm not tembam lahh please!&lt;/em&gt; Then we lepak at IMM cause most of us were lazy to go Vivo. Next time we go there okay? Headed home at 4+ while linaa, man and ayu went to esplanade. They saw fireworks! OMG. If only i did'nt fight with [insertname], we could've gone there. But why should I go with [insertname] right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, madrasah was fun and Farah was abit high today. I miss Suriati okay.. Recess was at 11 cause we didnt finish project. Then after class, went to buy blouse/dress. I can't wait to try it (: (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are one of the most unreasonable person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've met. your apologies are just fake and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-3249762978448730275?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/3249762978448730275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/hee-finally-first-round-of-inter-unit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3249762978448730275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3249762978448730275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/hee-finally-first-round-of-inter-unit.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-1233240426228253532</id><published>2009-07-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T07:58:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SmHgBohCFjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9LQFUNsNDtU/s1600-h/RECO5007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SmHgBohCFjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9LQFUNsNDtU/s200/RECO5007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359811350208058930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is simply great!&lt;br /&gt;-I got my new 'hair'&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Causway for nothing&lt;br /&gt;-Had 'Karaoke' time in 178 bus&lt;br /&gt;-Talked to dearest for 2hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! went to Snip Avenue with Lina accompanying me at 1.40. Met her at 1pm at intercahnge.&lt;br /&gt;I like my hair VERY MUCH but not as much for the fringe though. Can be done better lehh and I got sooo much to complain about the shop. I waited for almopst one hour on the chair and NOBODY attended to me. Wonderful words came out of lina's mouth too. Saw affandi there and his hair was okay? abit uh. Then in the end the hairdresser that did his hair did mine. Eh, the hairdresser quite funny with his accent. His sorry was like 'coli' when he pronounced it. Anyway, meet up with ayu,iyad and man after that and headed to CausewayP. We were late and the next show for Harry Potter was at 5.10pm and i couldn't come home late so we canceled it off. Instead we ate lunch/dinner at the food court. Then ALOT of things happened and we laughed alot. In the bus, me and lina kept dancing and it was funny! Okayy, so its not a karaoke session but the both of us were like lip-syncing and dancing like having one. Then we went to TamanJ shopping centre to buy drinks. I walked home after that while the rest went to JurongGreens. And i apologize to all of you guys for delaying until we all never get to watch the movie. Again, sorry sorry. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-1233240426228253532?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/1233240426228253532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-simply-great-i-got-my-new-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1233240426228253532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1233240426228253532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-simply-great-i-got-my-new-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SmHgBohCFjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9LQFUNsNDtU/s72-c/RECO5007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-3353101396007224345</id><published>2009-07-12T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:29:47.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can i just say that I LOVE Hafeez Fardhin whose soo hot, loving and seriously niave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every single time he says a word or two, my heart just flew up like i'm in heaven. Ohh yess.. i'm just like a little girl who runs around crazy when she got her lollipop.But this lollipop i'm holding is special&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And our 4th monthsary's 5 more days. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; more days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To hell with our 4th monthsary, i want to see the day that we would be celebrating our 4th ANNIVERSARY. So what if our relationship is still young? It does'nt hurt to have a wonderfull dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okayy..today i didn't went to madrasah for oversleeping and my unifom is ruined. Mummy accidentally burnt it while ironning it so i sewn it back yesterdy night till i fell asleep on the floor. All that effort wasn't worth it yeah? anyway, went to our first PROPER date at Sentosa. Yeasaah! just the two of us..finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;headed to suntec for lunch afterwards and went to Vivo to watch a The Haunting In Connenicut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And since i was a faint hearted person, i shouted allot. Luckily Hafeezbby hugged my tightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A hug i would never want to let go. A hug that tells me that he loves me like no one does though we've been fighting alot. But heyy, what relationship does not have its ups and downs? And it brings us closer together&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went home at 6pm cause i still have my HomeEcon project to do. Oh and i need to revise for the competion on 24th july! Panicking uhh ppl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-3353101396007224345?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/3353101396007224345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-just-say-that-i-love-hafeez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3353101396007224345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3353101396007224345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-just-say-that-i-love-hafeez.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5131473030753774226</id><published>2009-07-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:07:12.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying hard to cope eh ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was boring. Went to school as per normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alot of things going through my head after recess periods. I think i don't know anyone anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't even know who I am anymore. Nobody listens to me like they normally do as if i'm a ghost. I don't know who Hafeez is.For now, all i know is that i'm surrounded by fucktards. I'm not even feeling comfortable with close friends and my parents now turn against me. How much can a 13 year old girl fucking take?! Been having strange dreams lately till Tyra Banks involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Please people, if i'm being silent or weird that means i'm either seriously confused&amp;amp;hurt inside or i'm thinking of how to sort out this problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, after school went do second trial test for the quiz competition. I managed to get in third man! Thats a relief.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Current affairs is not my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. After that, went to library with eana to find lina,ayu,man and zana. They were busy using com so me and eana decided to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Hah! kena scolded by librarian quite a few times. She say i very the bengap lh, this lah, that lahh.heh! then me and eana sat in the middle surrounded by pillows. And ade org gi tgk cerita seram gi cuci mate plk. Baru first few minutes of the movie plk tu. Then halfway lina joined in. We squeezed ourselves on the sofa covering our face with the pillow every time the eerie background music comes. Then some sec3 boys came in and they were quite annoying. selagi aku tk tepak muke krng..grr! nehmind2.  Then alot of ppl come after that. I CANNOT CONCENTRATE ON THE MOVIE all because of you ppl. You all want to talk go outside talk all you want lah sia. Headed home at 6pm, did HomeEcon research, sleep and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: I don't want become both malay &amp;amp;home econ rep anymore can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-5131473030753774226?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5131473030753774226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-trying-hard-to-cope-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5131473030753774226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5131473030753774226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-trying-hard-to-cope-eh.html' title='I&apos;m trying hard to cope eh ):'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-2879111932759955547</id><published>2009-06-25T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:15:11.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SkRfbbKPvQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/m76sm8DsT40/s1600-h/bill-tom-kaulitz--large-msg-121223598232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351507181974830338" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SkRfbbKPvQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/m76sm8DsT40/s320/bill-tom-kaulitz--large-msg-121223598232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;67 more days to Bill and Tom kaulitz's 20th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And 15 more days to David henrie's 20th birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, school starts next week and i'm starting to be lazy. And i just realised that i'm dependent on music too much. I even need to listen to music to sleep, eat, study(of course), watch tv, bathe, use lappy, doing chores and walk from a room to the other. So its music time 24/7 actually. I'm starting to love Meg&amp;amp;Dia, Tokio Hotel and MCR again. What to do, being a big fan of them for about 4-7 years? And when i say i'm a big fan, i mean a fan who runs around screaming their band name and talk about them all the time. But i haven't cross the line to where i'm put into the catagory; OBSSESED FANS like some people. you know i know eh hafeez.. haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to gym on wednesday with linaa and zana. Crazy stuff happened there. And i'm getting chubbier ever since i got back from Melaka. Ohh yeah, I watched Terminator Salvation which was better than i expected. Usaually i'm not so intrested in these movies.hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok on with today's story. Woke up at 7am and saw the TV was on. Mummy was watching the news about Michael Jackson's death. Eventhough i don't really like him, it was a shock man.. Someone so popular or better called a legend suddenly died? He's only 50 years old sia. Can say that he's still young to die though.Whatever it is, he dead already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-2879111932759955547?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2879111932759955547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/67-more-days-to-bill-and-tom-kaulitzs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2879111932759955547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2879111932759955547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/67-more-days-to-bill-and-tom-kaulitzs.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SkRfbbKPvQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/m76sm8DsT40/s72-c/bill-tom-kaulitz--large-msg-121223598232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5847945337360351853</id><published>2009-06-20T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:24:44.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjzgWYyjRAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1jQmKOH5Vxk/s1600-h/RECO4977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349397132625527810" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjzgWYyjRAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1jQmKOH5Vxk/s320/RECO4977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I love you Muhd Hafeez bin Fardhin&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;[My banana split who's always there when i'm down]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok, today was Grawsome! Went to Karnival at CC infront my house with Ayu as Yanti told me that she was not sure if she's coming or not.So, met ayu under my block. Went to TamanJurongSC to look for a hairband thingy that i've been craving for yesterday but was empty handed when I went out of the shop. After that, went to CC. Me and Ayu didn't know where to go so we sat on the concrete thingy outside. Then i suddenly said to Ayu anout the peribahasa; 'Rusa Masuk Bandar/Kampung'. Did a little argument on wheather its bandar or kampung but in the end, i said that as long got 'Rusa'( which is deer in malay) can oready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Soon after minutes of talking random things, we went to second floor. Saw brother's friends.. Then went inside hall. This uncle was doing a presentation about HIV and me and ayu kept giggling and talking about silly things. Theres this one part that surprised me.. You can be infected by HIV even by a toilet bowl. HAH.. Then Suzhairi and Erra Farida went on stage. omg Suzhairi so hot mann. Anyway, had a little 'thingy' session. You know i know eh ayu.. Alot of makciks was so semangat in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yanti and Seri came in the end.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; Then this hip-hop group named Maec like that danced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Then Fauzi Laily came on stage. He sang a couple songs. Sulaiman came too after that. Then it was Aliff Aziz's turn! He's so tall siak.Wish i could be tall...but not as tall as him of course!lol... He sang sayangsayang first which was not surprising. Same old thing eh?. After that, it was Elfiee Ismail. Then it was Rancour!!! whoah. They took the longest time i think. Including the time they took to set up their mics and chairs. Then it was Imran Ajmain. I loveee his songs uh.So relaxing and it makes you feel all sad. Then me, ayu and man went to 7-eleven at TamanJurongSC to buy food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:arial;" &gt;Otw, we saw the guys from Rancour and took a pic with them!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;anyway,Ayu bought Hazelnut Oreo at the bubble tea shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)font-family:arial;" &gt;My Fav [^.^]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; Ate outside 7-eleven and saw Yanti and Seri. Then ayu and man went home so yanti and seri ask to slack. Slacked under my block for a few minutes then Seri had to follow her mum.Hmmph. So i go slack with Yanti at Greenpark. Saw alot of my BangBang! I tell you, my black Op slipper ready to fly to thier pitchblack faces but couldn't,green light not on uh. Smilesmile only.. Then talked about some things. I was glad that i get to go out with her and Seri. At least i could catch up with them abit.I supperDupper galaboom miss them!I wish i was a better friend during primary school times.Ohh well, we can't turn back time can we?And i apologize to the two of you if i had done something bad or talked behind your backs ok?These two ice creams sundaes really are the sweetest among the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Ps: Will post the pic we took with Rancour as soon i get them from Ayu jyeah?&lt;br /&gt;Pss: I suddenly have a big crush on David Henrie..? &lt;/div&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/8348144545644854998-5847945337360351853?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5847945337360351853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-muhd-hafeez-bin-fardhil3-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5847945337360351853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5847945337360351853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-muhd-hafeez-bin-fardhil3-my.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjzgWYyjRAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1jQmKOH5Vxk/s72-c/RECO4977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4523555041523587157</id><published>2009-06-19T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:56:13.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Didn't went out yesterday and today so all i did was rot at home. Counldnt call or text anyone as phone prepaid's left with only the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big O&lt;/span&gt;. Now playing some old Room-escape games online. I'm bored... Cannot wait for short trip at melacca this Sunday! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so, miss me peeps(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gonna watch some perfomances at Taman Jurong CC with Yanti tmrw afternoon. Aliff Aziz and the others will be there! Anyway, anybody wanna tag along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4523555041523587157?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4523555041523587157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-went-out-yesterday-and-today-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4523555041523587157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4523555041523587157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-went-out-yesterday-and-today-so.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-1194528911185015919</id><published>2009-06-17T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:08:40.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Of Girlfriends Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjjVGikWp5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DMRgFqlQsVU/s1600-h/RECO4963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjjVGikWp5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DMRgFqlQsVU/s320/RECO4963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348258865837680530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lanabestf&lt;/span&gt; and Me a.k.a the banana twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Woke up at 10 to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hafeez&lt;/span&gt;. Went under my block to celebrate our mini 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;monthsary&lt;/span&gt; celebration but its supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt;..but heck care with it uh! His friends bought a cake from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Prima&lt;/span&gt; Deli&lt;/span&gt; at 399. So sweet(: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nyaha&lt;/span&gt;! See, its great to have your boyfriend's buddies who are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. But i owe them $4 though. -_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In the end i got in an argument with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hafeez&lt;/span&gt; over a minor matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, went to JP after that to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lanabestf&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Naz&lt;/span&gt;. Everybody already ate except me so we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; for a short snack. Watched Ghost Of Girlfriends Past and it was last-minute decision &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;. I was not surprised to see many students of my age. It was easily WOW and so touching besides the obscene parts. I think? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... And there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of hilarious parts too which were partly dirty talks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; back to the story, cried throughout the middle and last parts in the movie. After that, went to W.S. Lana and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt; so we went to Lot1. Finally did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt; and cut them up. Went home at 5.20pm. Thanks to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;minyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;kapak&lt;/span&gt; cap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pantat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Me'onn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, my ankle is fully functional&amp;amp;recovered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; and I'm totally impatient for our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;monthsary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;bby&lt;/span&gt;!! But will be following &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bloodcrew&lt;/span&gt; to meet some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Yippee&lt;/span&gt;..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: Anybody wanna buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;minyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kapak&lt;/span&gt; cap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;pantat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Me'onn&lt;/span&gt;? Its specially made for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-1194528911185015919?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/1194528911185015919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghost-of-girlfriends-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1194528911185015919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1194528911185015919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghost-of-girlfriends-past.html' title='Ghost Of Girlfriends Past'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SjjVGikWp5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DMRgFqlQsVU/s72-c/RECO4963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-805585348654693196</id><published>2009-06-12T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:36:16.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATC CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm back from ATC camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall, it was okayokay i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woke up late on the 10th which is the first day. Bathed and quickly grabbed my bags. We were supposed to report at 7 but i was still waiting for the bus at 6.54. But, nothing can be done so i just sat down. Then i realized i forgot alot of things which were supposed to be brought and i don't wish to type it thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrived at school and everybody was at sedia position. So paisey lor! After that, boarded the bus to Changi. When we arrived there, Sir informed us to which group we were put into. I was in group 1 along with Azira,Khairy,Aisyah and Khairi. There were alot of Monfort boys in the group and i find them quite talkative in both positive and negative ways. Me, azira,aisyah, Istiana(idk how to spell her name) and another girl had to share the tent so obviously, we would not be sleeping comfortably. Next, we had our breakfast then did our activity. My group did the 'single log challenge' first. It was hard as the chain that secured the log was loose.Bad maintenance i think? And Sir Fadzlun loosen the rope so i almost fell halfway. then we did the second one which we had to walk on a metal rope and two other ones to hold.That was very easy. Sir Sophian was so funny siak. He and sir fadzlun kept talking about us then they said their '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mcm lain aje bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'. It got quite irritating as they said that for every sentence they speak. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir Sophian said that Aisyah,Azira, Me and Istiana(still not sure abt her name) are his daughters&lt;/span&gt;. HAH.. Then we did the last one which we also had to walk on a metal rope but nothing to hold except for five normal ropes which were inches away from each other. Then we did the rock climbing, absailing and finally, ZIP LINE!! my fav part seyy. Sir Shazwan was quite pissed off at that time as he was tired so he delayed our turn to go for the zip line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that, dinner; biscuits and plain water. Then it was campfire which was supposedly to be very fun but every group except group 5 screwed up on the performance. My group's cheer was lame as we used my cheer but luckily, we continued with a skit. IC Zul was very annoying with his Vicks.In the end, me and Istiana called him SGT. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gorilla&lt;/span&gt; Then it was reflection time.Got to complain about the ration that were given to eat, the sirs and including the Vicks After that we washed up and went to sleep BUT everybody hardly got the chance to sleep due to the airplanes that kept flying above us every 3mins. So i just looked outside but actually, there's nothing to see except other tents and lots and LOTS of trees. Managed to sleep for 15mins and woke up then bathed. When i went out of the cubicle, Hemma told me that it was only 4.34 am when actually, we were supposed to wake up at 5.15 and report at 6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So i just continued to brush my teeth. Then i exited the toilet.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Suddenly i tripped and fell. Blood was dripping from my knees and my ankle hurt ALOT. The pain was excruciating but not as bad as when i dislocated my wrist 3years ago.&lt;/span&gt; Dragged my feet back to the toilet and told Azira and Aisyah that i fell. Then i went to the tent and kept my towel, clothes and toothbrush in my bag. At 6, it was PT but i report sick. I couldn't feel my left ankle siak so it was good that i reported sick as i could have worsen the injury. After PT, breakfast. Again, biscuits and plain water. Then we did our improvised rafting but didn't get to try it out at sea as we were slow so Sir Sophian punished us. What kind of father would do such a thing? lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then we went for kayaking. Sky was the instructor and he looked different. Anyway, kayaked for 50mins which felt like 20 mins? I partnered up with Fizah and Sir Shazwan kept splashing water at all the Malay girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mcm lain je bro..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha! Sea water was splashed into our mouth,nose and eyes sia. Sir Shazwan was very childish. Then we headed back. Wash up and packed the tent. Then we did area cleaning which was hell for my group as we had to find litter in the sand under the hot sun. Other groups did AC in the canteen and toilet. Were punished as my group failed the inspection. So we had to redo AC again. Finally, Sir said that the area was acceptably clean. Then we boarded the bus back to school. I finally got back my phone, PMP and wallet!Dozed off while listening to music. Then i woke up to see that everyone was sleeping. Even the bus driver looked tired. Then me and Azira ate at McD and after taking the first bite of our McSpicy, it felt like heaven. Eating 2-3 biscuits for two days was making us starving. Went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-805585348654693196?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/805585348654693196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/atc-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/805585348654693196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/805585348654693196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/atc-camp.html' title='ATC CAMP'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-2502223096948696786</id><published>2009-06-05T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:45:09.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sik8oaiq3wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w2sIHOH6PGM/s1600-h/RECO4952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sik8oaiq3wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w2sIHOH6PGM/s200/RECO4952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343869097868975874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time now: 11:54pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays so far are just a pain in the arse. Instructions i got after getting back my results were:&lt;br /&gt;-Do not go out of the house&lt;br /&gt;-Do not go study with friends&lt;br /&gt;-Do not use computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible right? And its the June holidays for god's sake! For the first week of my holidays, i woke up, bathed, breakfast, study, study, study,study and sleep. I studied math for like 9 hours a day. Thats what you get for failing your math, english and history. At least i almost got A2 for my Science and B3 for MT. Yup.. Its worse than normal school days. I was locked up at home and i had to stress myself up by studying everyday unlike most of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, will post more soon. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nur Amalina Binte Horshamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 6 mins in advanced!&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/8348144545644854998-2502223096948696786?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2502223096948696786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-holidays-so-far-are-just-pain-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2502223096948696786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2502223096948696786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-holidays-so-far-are-just-pain-in.html' title='June Holiday'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sik8oaiq3wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w2sIHOH6PGM/s72-c/RECO4952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-6412327061079557593</id><published>2009-05-28T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:44:59.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a SWELL morning</title><content type='html'>Went for last parade rehearsal yesterday. My bottom lip was very painful. Got changed into half-u and waited at canteen. had a nap because i got a BAD headache caused by the lip problem. Reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CDA&lt;/span&gt; and placed our bags in the classroom. During the break, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eana&lt;/span&gt; and some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;contingent&lt;/span&gt;-mates cheered me up. Soon after, my headache began to fade. My lip began to swell more and more. Ignored it. After dinner, we changed into full-u and rehearsed for the last time before we headed home. After i marched out, sat behind the parade square and chatted with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;contingent&lt;/span&gt;-mates and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ma'am&lt;/span&gt;. She was the best! Her name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Radin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fateha&lt;/span&gt; but i called her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Radin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Emas&lt;/span&gt;. Got disturbed by some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SCDF&lt;/span&gt; guys who were playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sepak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;takraw&lt;/span&gt; there. But most of them got scolded my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;RadinEmas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! then sir asked us to run to the other side. We ran and stopped in front of the cemetery for awhile and continued running. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4am and smsed Lina and Atikah that i would not be coming to school. And i also told them to help me collect sewing kits from HomeEcon students. Then i went back to sleep. Woke up at 8 and my lip were damn big. It was very very painful. Mummy said that it would heal because it might be an insect sting or due to allergy. So i went to bathe, watched Tv. Watched MythBusters cause i hadnt watched it for quite a long time. Then mummy got home from ntuc. She cooked me porridge and chicken soup for lunch. Till now, my lip still hurts but the swelling is getting better. Shall be following mum for the Parent-Teacher meeting session later. weehee! Can see my classmates for the last time before holiday! Ok, mum's calling me to have lunch now. Shall continue after meeting session. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-6412327061079557593?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6412327061079557593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-swell-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6412327061079557593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6412327061079557593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-swell-morning.html' title='It was a SWELL morning'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-3089903016863069317</id><published>2009-05-26T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:29:07.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heritage trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was just effing tiring, but fun! Went for heritage trail. First was the Jurong Kranji Defence Line thingy and Ms Sunarti was there.Haha! Then it was off to Boon Lay Place Market. Walked around like one dog like that then went to eat at the food court. NASI LEMAK $2.50!!! Mr Png also buy. After that went to the Fish port. I almost stepped on a pile of blood.. eww. Saw rats, sotong on the floor and a hot guy(compared to the rest)! haah! too bad he is not a fishmonger so we couldn't take a pic with him. Then we were off to the Chinese Heritage thingy. Miss Oh seriously freaked me out with her sudden jokes and then resumed to her staring. Then we went to the Mosque. Saw Ustazah Saodah, Sis Sakinah, Uztad Malek and my mum's friend(i like her contact lenses). Saw my mum and my little sister. Then went back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were late for the  NCDCC Day parade rehearsal by 1 hr. The Sec1 and 3s had already gone there by the bus. So me, Casey, Eana and Hema went to find Ms Sunarti. Me, Eana and Hema got $10 for taxi fee from her and Casey, Melissa and Xin Hui got another $10. We got to board the taxi first so Casey the other two had to wait. We arrived in front of CDA and waited for the three. Eana called Casey and Casey said that they were at Jurong East! Then she went back here at CDA. Am lazy to elaborate further. Then we marched and marched til 5 and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-3089903016863069317?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/3089903016863069317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/heritage-trail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3089903016863069317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/3089903016863069317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/heritage-trail.html' title='Heritage trail'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-6485542552742653462</id><published>2009-05-17T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T04:02:34.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skipped religious class today as I didn't have the mood.see, I'm a naughty girl after all.WS  around Taman Jurong Shopping Center and walked home.Slept like a pig till 4pm..Followed parents to Causeway Point to terminate the Mio box at Singtel.Then my brother went looking for a new phone.He bought another HTC phone of the same kind as the previous one! wth..he purposely want to make me jealous horr.I miss my old SonyEricsson's Cybershot phone which dropped inside the toilet bowl last time.boohoo![to those few ppl who were there tht time,DON'T LAUGH]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway,will be going to gym/swimming tmrw with normal peeps at Jurongeast.I'm tired and I miss ALOT of people;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eana,Farahdina,Karlina,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dearest,&lt;/span&gt;Mandy,Khairil, Bld crew,Vivian,Sheryl, Apek, Faizrul,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Yantibestf&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Seribestf&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;old phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WTH.(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-6485542552742653462?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6485542552742653462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6485542552742653462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6485542552742653462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8076633052697894458</id><published>2009-05-16T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:05:26.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodz Crew Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6XKvq7IOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yUTF_8NIDJA/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6XKvq7IOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yUTF_8NIDJA/s200/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368819331604706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6ciQT7ByI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iMhX00zm3oU/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6ciQT7ByI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iMhX00zm3oU/s200/DSC00770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336374720788629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6duWHDLmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/udT61dfvzYY/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6duWHDLmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/udT61dfvzYY/s200/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336376028015308386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Bld Crew tersayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not in first pic; Linaa|second pic; Sulaiman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday was the fun-nest day i tell you.Went for crew outing at vivo.I was late and met the rest in the mrt.Lina was also late so we both owe ayu,man and zana ice cream.Reached Harbour Front mrt station and went to vivo.Had our lunch at LongJonh's instead as some did not have enough money to eat at BK.Walked like mad!Window shopped and rested,then window shopped again.We went to almost every single phone shops&amp;amp;boutiques in vivo.Laughed alot and made fool of ourselves.Decided to go to Dhoby Gaut next but we were too lazy to alight so linaa suggested that we continue to ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6YwJYQAxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DAONj17uHD4/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6YwJYQAxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DAONj17uHD4/s200/DSC00765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336370561399390994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Boon Keng!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the mrt, we could see the tunnel.Man recoreded a vid of it.Took loads of pics.Ayu and zana were hyper.We alighted at boon keng and boarded an mrt that went to the opposite way.Alighted at Dhoby Gaut.Lina wanted to go there to buy her pretzels at auntie Anne's. I wanted to go to Plaza Singapura to look at the swords at a weapon shop.I was like a little kid in a candy shop there.Next,we went walking around at every level.Then we headed off to Woodlands Library.Pure fun eh!Three mats were making ALOT of noise and the librarian scolded them.hehe!then we went walked around Causeway Point.Bused home after that by 178.While waiting for the bus,Lina and Zana caught a cute one!hahah! *kening naik2* but his bus arrived first.Then our bus arrived minutes later.A long journey home and everyone except me and ayu slept.My eyelids were getting damn heavy but i couldn't get my eyes to close.So i entertained myself by making my own jokes,laughed about how silly the apek beside me was and disturbing Zana.My whole day was worth it and I'm satisfied.Waiting for the upcoming June holiday cause there will be another crew outing at Sentosa,Vivo(again),East/West Coast park and many Movie Marathons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8348144545644854998-8076633052697894458?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8076633052697894458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/bloodz-crew-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8076633052697894458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8076633052697894458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/bloodz-crew-outing.html' title='Bloodz Crew Outing'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sg6XKvq7IOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yUTF_8NIDJA/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-788868783983779886</id><published>2009-05-13T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:06:44.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesat-ke-mane-entah-nyebudak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;In English; lost-to-wherethehell-littlechildren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hah,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.K.T.I.A.B&lt;/span&gt; siak. But me and half the CRW really were lost in the middle of chuachukang. We went to Lot1 after school. After looking at the library which was fvkingly small, we went to buy my 'the Beatles' tee which cost $10.[cheaper than i expected] yeah(s)! Intended to cut my fringe but man told me to cut it next time. Then we went to level 4,2,3,1. Ate at McD for awhile then went to level1 again. Took a bus to Woodlands. We kept talking about the graves we saw there and how we will escape to Johor like mas selamat. Too bad the three of us didn't bring passport and money. Went to library to study for Geog but ended up wasting 3/4 of the time looking for a place to sit down. We eventually sat at the children's corner, under the 'enchanted tree'. HAH! kecoh ke tahap infinity and beyond i tell you. Went home by 178 at 6.45 because sulaiman did not have enough money in his Ez-link card. It was a LONG journey back home.Ayu and man dozed off right from the minute we sat down. Then got 5 ah bengs sit beside me.. they were noisy as hell sia. Luckily i popped my earpiece and listened to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SkSk&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A7x&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;BEP&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;a.k.a lady gagap&lt;/span&gt;] at &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;max&lt;/span&gt;. volume so that i couldn't hear their irritating laughter. Then, my grangran called. She asked me where i was.She said(translated in English); aah,okok.hurry home ok?&lt;br /&gt;Shes the coolest/my part-time bestf.Ok lame.Having your grandmother as your bestf is kind weird but she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pelik tapi Benar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; She treated me like a real friend,lets me slack/smoke at her house[used to],talk dirty stuffs with her and she comforts me when i have problems. Shes WAY better than my 'old-fashioned' parents. Anyway,alighted the bus at 8.03pm. Walked through TamanJurong Shopping Centre and reached my block.Relieved that Dad haven't arrived home because he still have class.I would like to thank NUS for having night classes.I can go home w/o being afraid of getting whacked by dad for going home late again!! yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;All the best to everyone for tmrw's Geog paper.Don't be like me today.I'll surely flunk math again.So much for aiming 3e3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-788868783983779886?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/788868783983779886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/sesat-ke-mane-entah-nyebudak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/788868783983779886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/788868783983779886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/sesat-ke-mane-entah-nyebudak.html' title='Sesat-ke-mane-entah-nyebudak'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8819721968946251708</id><published>2009-05-11T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:23:59.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study time=Play time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went to study with Blds. I was late again! So when i arrived at Jurong East interchange, I had to ask them to fetch me there as they were going to IMM anyway. Waited quite long then i bought waffle then walk somemore. Saw aisyah hottie! Then after waiting, saw them. We headed to IMM after that.Saw Farahbby and her family too! While we were walking, everybody kept asking me why my skinnies were dirty.I was actually walking at the mud puddle while waiting for them to arrive.Their faces showed confusion. HAH!nehmind2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had luch at McD and i was somehow hyper and mad.Shouted and luaghed all of the sudden.How random of me..Nehh.I'm always like that.Zana made me laugh like one crazy old auntie.Then we went back to the library to study.We took the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;shuttle bus&lt;/span&gt; back.I intended to revise my math but remebered that tmrw's paper is Science.Then no mood study.Lina headed off first.Me, Ayu, Zana and Man made a whole lot of noise as usual.Again, somebody asked for number. Like wth siak?. I'm not intrested and im getting irritated okayy.Please don't make me repeat my 'speech' again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then we read intresting books and i giggled alot.I just realised how funny my giggle is.Like elmo's..Anyway,went home by &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;98&lt;/span&gt; with the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel very guilty when I see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm not sure what's making me feel like that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but I'll soon find out.Please be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love you so much and nothing can desribe it bby.&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-8819721968946251708?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8819721968946251708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-timeplay-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8819721968946251708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8819721968946251708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-timeplay-time.html' title='Study time=Play time'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-7215243443284373405</id><published>2009-05-09T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:06:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday,070509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maths paper1!! Wasted first 15 mins of the paper.Attempt my first question after that and managed to complete all except the last two questions. Hmpph! I want to turn back time can?pwease!! But its no use crying over spilled milk though.So now I have to give my all on Paper2.&lt;/span&gt;Decided to celebrate Ayu's birthday with the rest of the Bloods.Rushed home and got changed.Waited for bus 30 at 12.30pm. Met Hidayu,Sulaiman and Lina at boon lay interchange. We intended to go to Westmall to watch '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;JANGAN TEGUR&lt;/span&gt;' but the next show was at arnd 4/5.30? Then lina and man decided to go to Causway Point one because the next show was at 1.50pm.We quickly board the MRT.Everybody was listening to their handphones so I did too, but in the end I dozed off for awhile..Arrived at Causway around 1.20. Bought our tickets and we were so excited then go buy our popcorn and drinks first. Then, we realised that the movie was at 2.45?!WTH..then everyone so paisey lehh.So Lina and Sulaiman bought food at the food court while i ate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;popcorn&lt;/span&gt;. Then we met Khairil and Yana.They so cute liao..I wish me and apit were like them but what the henkyheck.&lt;br /&gt;Then i finished up ayu and lina's fried rice(i think) because both of them were so full.Then lina say she want to buy corndog but me,man and ayu thought that she wanted condom.? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Then we went in.Wooho!When we went inside,the room was pitch black liao then suddenly the movie start.We ran to our seats..I was seating beside the wall.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Then the first part was damn scary because of the grandmother.The four of us cuddled each other up and screaming throughout the whole movie as we were sitting right below the speaker.Ayu closed her face with the popcorn,sulaiman with his bag,Lina with her hands, me with my legs&amp;amp;hands.Then i went to the toilet halfway(the best part of the movie) because cannot tahan already.Alot of suspense..After the movie,we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; to Westmall ny taking 187 for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;Ayu's slipper spoil suddenly when we were walking so she had to drag her feet all the way.After eating at McD, MRTed to lot1 to look for Ayu's slipper.We were veryVery noisy in the bus.The other passengers were silent except for us 4.Then we walk2 but cannot find anything that ayu wanted.Then we took 178 to JP  .Sulaiman seriously made us laugh like mad with his,'a thousand apologies'.HAHA! Wenthome after that while the rest walk2 at jp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Today,090509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blogskin!HAH!Nice?nice?nice? I took an hour and a half to edit it.Let me know if there is anything wrong.Ok i'm going back to sleep.Tired and my eyelids are getting heavy...*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-7215243443284373405?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/7215243443284373405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/7215243443284373405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/7215243443284373405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-madness.html' title='Movie Madness'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5096274326604100604</id><published>2009-05-06T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:29:56.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today has been such a pain in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;arse&lt;/span&gt;. Woke up at arnd 5 bcause i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;shivering in cold&lt;/span&gt;. This is what you get for not listening to your mum when she ask you to at least wear a blanket. Instead, i wore a T-shirt and yuan ching sec shorts. Wth? Went to school and had an &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;AWFULL&lt;/span&gt; headache but i acted as if nothing happened. I missed &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;apit&lt;/span&gt; dearly lehh.. cannot even stop thinking of him for a single sec before recess time. But after recess, when my headache was gone, i totally forgot about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;apit&lt;/span&gt;.Thanks to the person who said my painting was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;K2 student's standard&lt;/span&gt;. Even my mum told me it was funny.Thanks a lot mum. _|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Anyway, school was okayy.Everyting happened fast. In class, khairul, hambali, Nab and Sabri made me laugh alot! Sabri's face expressions made me laugh until my throat was injured. Until now, the pain is still there. OUCH! After school, went home to get changed. I almost fell asleep but luckily i didnt and ran out. Waited for bus 98 for like 35 mins? I hate buses as they always come late. Then looked for Zana, Ayu, Man and Lina at JE library. Finally the ITE guys werent there klau ade, mampos aku! Then i revised my maths for awhile. Cannot concentrate as there were alot of Jurongville Sec boys there. I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Uzzma, Amalina ketot, Iqra and their friends there&lt;/span&gt;! woohoo. amalina said i looked diff compared to three years ago. Wow.. I do agree in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Suddenly, Shukri ( one of the ITE guys) called sulaiman. Nyahha! Then sulaiman handed the phone to me and i was like, wth should i say siak? So i did talked to him..hmmphh. He asked me what i was doing, i eat oready or not, wheather me and the rest can go visit them at their school if we are free or not. Then he passed his phone to his friend.Then his friend go ask me a the same questions then he ask me some stupid questions. Then i said;' attached uhh.' he said;' dgn sape? sulaiman ehk?' I said;' bluek!! tk uh! dgn...adelah.' he said;'alahh..tkpe. abeh u and u nye kawan blh dtg kt sklh i tk lain kali?' I said;' ermm..Insyaallah' he said;'Insyaallah? tk nk gi argh tu..' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thn gt alot of things he and his friends said about me. UGHH!! irritating tau! I only care about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Apit&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;apit&lt;/span&gt; is who I shall only love.No one else. The rest are just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;minor crushes&lt;/span&gt; except for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;.[you know i know lh ekh.] Anyway, Passed the phone to Man quickly as i was too disgusted to hear them. Then went to level 1 to have my lunch at Galilee Cafe. The chicken drumlets taste like fish fillet and the smell was uggh! waste my $3.80 only. Then went up again to continue revising. I went home first which was at 7.15 as mum was scolding me already. I wish i could just live my life w/o rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tmrw's maths paper will surely give me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So to all 2e4 students, make sure you guys have an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ambulance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;on standby horr! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;good luck to all of my friends and seniors who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;having their exams tmrw.&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-5096274326604100604?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5096274326604100604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-has-been-such-pain-in-arse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5096274326604100604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5096274326604100604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-has-been-such-pain-in-arse.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5655749660901418052</id><published>2009-05-02T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:52:47.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Shall be posting about yesterday and also of course, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at arnd 4am and smsed bby. My eyelids were as heavy as hell bt i missed him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jet plane loads&lt;/span&gt;. Our minor argument has finally been settled. [ phew..] Planned to prepare breakfast for mummy and dad but fell asleep when i was abt to enter the kitchen. nyahah! and don't ask where i landed. Anyway, immediately bathed after bro woke me up and I was damn pissed off in the toilet. Shampoo, Soap and Face cleanser finished liao! Went to NTUC to buy them and rushed home back to have my PROPER bath. Then bused off to boon lay interchange at 2. missed bus 30 so had to take 240 instead and reached at 2.45 like that. Saw Christel and the  rest so i asked them gt see&lt;br /&gt;Nazurah or not. The said Naz otw. [ and to think that i was the slow one].. They were doing their project on 'premarital sex' or something like that and Christel asked me to be cameraman. Their class so good gt this kind of project lehh.tsk3.. After that went near the HDB block there to start on scene1. ha ha! camera was shaky as i was laughing ALOT. Then went to the playground to continue on scene 2. ahem.. scene 2 seriously made me laugh like my guts about to come out. disgusting much? f.y.i, they used my pants and hoodie for props lehh.. then gt dirt everywhere after filming scene2. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;Then scene3 and scene4 was the part where i gt really confused. then go meet up with apekk to study at basketball court but it was only for awhile though. At the mph gt this thingy uh then apek thought that was a funeral bt it was actually a wedding. OMG, curse ppl anyhow uh you! wait till your wedding come then i curse you. hah! jk. I'm not that mean okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 25 minutes of studying, went back to playground. Christel told me that I missed the funniest part. Boo-hoo.. MIA liao. bt then took their pics then went to JP for dinner with Joyce, Naz and Christel. Everyone was eating seafood. I ate seafood fried rice, Naz crispy seafood noodle, Joyce seafood mee goreng and Christel seafood  noodle. Then I realised that I was soo late. Left Kopitiam at 7pm with naz then bused home. Reached home late then kena scolded by mum. Dad gave me an even ridiculous curfew; normal school days- 2.30pm/ Exam- 1pm and When I  go out- 5pm. WTH?? Even if I'm home early, what's the use? You two rarely realise that I'm at home. And when you DO realise, You would be forcing me to wash the dishes, sweep/mop the floor, fold clothes, do the groceries or do your errands as if I was your maid like that instead of a daughter. Sometimes, I dreamed of running away and live alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Johor with parents. Bored like hell in the car.. Prepaid finished so cannot sms anyone. Did shopping at Giant then went to Kipmart to buy mango and vegetables. While walking, my right toe hit something then a part of my toenail just broke. The pain was unbearable but began to fade minutes later. After that fetched elder bro at Gran's place and reached home at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;p.s, Shall be purchasing top-up card tmrw( jumps for joy)!!&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, you all can use my original num back &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; 84244923&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again starting from tmrw afternoon. thnx (:&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-5655749660901418052?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5655749660901418052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/shall-be-posting-about-yesterday-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5655749660901418052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5655749660901418052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/05/shall-be-posting-about-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4583352131282254418</id><published>2009-04-30T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:26:22.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE, day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today's MT paper made me completely speechless. When I first opened the paper1 worksheet, I gt really NERVOUS. Luckily I remembered what to do after minutes of scratching my head. Quickly did the Compo and fell asleep as i wasn't feeling quite well the day before and resulted me to sleep late. I still had more than half an hour left so I thought back about how life's going these few days and realized that I was going through quite alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish that i could talk to somebody who would REALLY listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that was recess. NYAHA! I bought some food before exam and i was lucky to have done that as i didn't have time to buy food. Next it was Paper 2! My mind turned blank when I had to answer the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peribahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; part. And the rest went quite okay..i guess. Fingers crossed and wishing hard that i wont fail my maths. Am happy that Jun Hong can help! (: thanks a bunch uh apekk. anyway, managed to complete paper2 in just 35 minutes. wth? That was fast but in my opinion, it seriously is not something to be proud of. So i checked through the paper and corrected spelling mistakes and again, fell asleep. Dreamt two things which are, me getting promoted to 3e2 and the other dream i forgot oready. I wish that i could get promoted to 3e3/2/1 but will just have to accept whatever class i will be put in as there's is no use in crying over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went home and changed. Meet up with Ayu and took bus 98 to jurong east interchange. Library time with Lina, Man and Ayu! haha. Today was not as fun as yesterday's as there were no ITE guys. After that went walk2 with them including&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khai at IMM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had problems with some idiots. Somebody scared me alittle in the shuttle bus. She shouted and my mother was the first thing that came to my mind. Eeek! Reached home late and kena scolded by parents and then my mum asked me about the problem. Then my dad came home and also talked to me about it. He said, if you want solve this, plan what you will say so that you will get what you want in the end. What he meant was, Strategies are important before taking action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I think so.. hahs. Ok..getting sleepy now. *yawn* will update about tommorow on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4583352131282254418?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4583352131282254418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-mt-paper-made-me-completely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4583352131282254418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4583352131282254418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-mt-paper-made-me-completely.html' title='MYE, day 2'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8457102576416385297</id><published>2009-04-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:06:36.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets realized.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I should have been more careful when it comes to relationships. This is what you'll get for always getting what you wanted. If only i could turn back time and not be such a BIATCH , all of this wouldn't happen. 'Whats the benefit of getting what you want if it hurts others?' i would ask myself over and over again. I realized that it is not always his fault. I'm to blame sometimes too and that i should be more matured. So for now, i think we should take a break and think over about us anyway, EXAMS ARE JUST TWO DAYS TO GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm missing alot of people recently. E.g Farah, Eana, Lina, Hakem, Seri, Yanti, Hani, Aizat and of course dearest bby. Just to let you all know if you are reading this, IMYASFDM &lt;3.&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Monday 27.04.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Timetable of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Art Eng Geog Recess Geog Assembly PC CME MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As usual, Monday is always the day that i get really bad mood swings except for today! *applause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well, i was feeling frustrated while i was on the way to MT class but Lina, Nab,Sab and Zick made me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Went to LJS after school with Zana, Lina, Ayu and the other guy.We were LOAO i tell you. Saw Patrick and the rest while eating. After that headed off to the library where i bumped into Mandy,Sheryl and Charmaine. Sulaiman, Iyad and Aqilah arrived late due to idk what their reason is. Ayu was laughing about a joke i told her and then she suddenly banged on the metal railings and we both laughed like hell.[actually worse than that] I reached home at 7.13pm. HAHA..was bored as parents went out to buy dinner so i smsed Jun Hong. he kept telling me to go study until i call him daddy as my father was always like that. tsk3.. he called me a chihuahua!! A chihuahua? i mean like chihuahua scares me ok. With thier small body, BIG EYES and scary teeth. EEyeRRr...it gives me the shivers. anyway, i should probably follow his advice to go study horr. Later i drop again how? I'll bang my head on the wall obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-8457102576416385297?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8457102576416385297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/regrets-realized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8457102576416385297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8457102576416385297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/regrets-realized.html' title='Regrets realized.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4983232476064855889</id><published>2009-04-21T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:00:35.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its been a very chaotic week so far. Saturday is great except that i couldnt celebrate our first anniversary together but besides that, i enjoyed my weekends. Had CPR training, YG never come.. so sad. I partnered Fahizah [ woohoo.] she's the best when it comes to training. Anyway, i'm just glad that everything went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Sunday seriously bore me to death. Plan to meet baby after class but had to cancel as i was not feeling well. So i rested at home and my head suffered a lot from the noise made by bro and his japanese songs. WTH, almost going 15 yrs old but don't know basic respect. Instead I was the one who was scolded by mummy. Pfft.. Baby texted me at night and he typed the whole song of 'Demolition Lovers' by MCR. Another one of those songs which I always listened to when i got sad years ago. HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hand in mine, into your icy blues&lt;br /&gt;And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway&lt;br /&gt;With this trunk of ammunition too&lt;br /&gt;I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know just how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we put each other through and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would drive on to the end with you&lt;br /&gt;A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like there's nothing left to do&lt;br /&gt;But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I mean it&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know just how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;As snow falls on desert sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know how much you mean&lt;br /&gt;As days fade, and nights grow&lt;br /&gt;And we go cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the end, until this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;Until this, I mean this, I mean this&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;To let you know how much you mean&lt;br /&gt;As days fade, and nights grow&lt;br /&gt;And we go cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, we'll show them&lt;br /&gt;We'll show them all how much we mean&lt;br /&gt;As snow falls on desert sky&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of every...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we are, all we are&lt;br /&gt;Is bullets I mean this&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning&lt;br /&gt;Forever, and ever&lt;br /&gt;Know how much I want to show you you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down&lt;br /&gt;And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down&lt;br /&gt;I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4983232476064855889?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4983232476064855889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-very-chaotic-week-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4983232476064855889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4983232476064855889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-very-chaotic-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5380445371884691411</id><published>2009-04-07T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:55:20.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speech day was excellent. Woke up a few minutes late then what I planned for the day before. Wore my full-uniform, boots and I'm relieved that I found my beret! wooho. Waited for bus 30. I missed the 6.30am ride!! panicked. Suddenly saw Aliyah and she asked me if I want take taxi. So I said yes as i did'nt have to pay for the ride. My SAVIOR!!! the taxi driver really creeped me out with his sinister smile. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrived to school at 6.47am. dadadaddaa....then we finally falled in at the back carpark. Did some last minute rehearsals. During the parade, everyone was surprisingly good[ for the first time]. Everything went okayy until hemma fainted.omg liao. All of us, were in senang diri position and suddenly hemma went BOOM! khairy laughed, WTH. I thought one cardboard box fell from the sky or something dropped from someone's pocket but it was hemma! wah liao. Not her fault actually. After the parade, went to 3t1 class. KECOH! Din was the most kecohrable one for the whole day. Ouh ya,  he kept playing with the brooms and all. That somehow reminded me of farmers. hehe.. Took pictures with eana, casey, naddo and don!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtS4-H60XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I_1iFs_LWmQ/s1600-h/DSC05943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtS4-H60XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I_1iFs_LWmQ/s200/DSC05943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321938523370738034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtTFVy_CRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7ntHde3aD4c/s1600-h/DSC05946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtTFVy_CRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7ntHde3aD4c/s200/DSC05946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321938735883815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtUSASRmHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-8ZaqwQ5D0Q/s1600-h/DSC05942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtUSASRmHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-8ZaqwQ5D0Q/s200/DSC05942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321940052959402098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first half of us       |     From the back[eana]|   Me&amp;amp;Tomato!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday's story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It was okay. Nothing much happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art was as usual a bore. Luckily I'm in a noisy class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; kecoh nk mampos katekn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After art was Geogrophy. The guys including Zhuang Hong found a big spider followed by a small one. We were all shouting and Ms Chang was scolding us at the same time. Hambali and Syafiq decided that they should catch them, and place inside the water bottle. Fight! hhaha! They got thier hopes to high. When they finally got the big spider in Zhuang Hong lost the small one. So i shouted; 'Spider on the loose! Spider on the loose lehh!'. HuiWen and FeiFei started to panic. But we found the spider just beside Jolyna's shoe. Moments later, the big spider died. Syafiq played with his paint. Khairul painted the chocolate box which was used to put the spider. Then, somehow Khairul ,Affandi, Syafiq and Hambali thought of an idea on how to have a perfect burial for the spiders. They put alot ALOT of paint on a piece of paper and put the spiders inside then put brown paint on top. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innallilahwainnalilahrajiun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I couldn't attend the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;burial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; as Ms Chang told us to look infront and keep quiet. Overall, the day was fun. After school, went to Library eat roti prata with ovaltine! yumm. then go Lina house watch Inkheart. Lina fell asleep and suddenly Firzana came! I opened the door only after Zana had stood outside for about 3minutes. Zana also fell asleep! wth. So i playeed with zana's hp, made funny noises to myself and headbanged for no reason. I was BORED okayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; School was normal. During Science lesson, we went to science lab. Somebody went into our class and ransacked everyone's bag. After recess, our class need stay at parade square kena scolding from Mr Gopal. wtfh does he have to put the blame on every single one of us?? not neccesary you know. My Literature textbook dk go where. hmmmphh. After school, went home with fezah. but took 246 home instead as i was in a rush to meet bby. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your love made me feel secured&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; you've thought me how to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i think that it's my turn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after all those things that i did wrong&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-5380445371884691411?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5380445371884691411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-was-excellent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5380445371884691411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5380445371884691411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-was-excellent.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdtS4-H60XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I_1iFs_LWmQ/s72-c/DSC05943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5881641153101164338</id><published>2009-04-02T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:16:51.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overworked/ hope i recover soon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdTTASY87BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WlY7AToD1w4/s1600-h/DSC05896-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdTTASY87BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WlY7AToD1w4/s200/DSC05896-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320109061721353234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Today is a big mess up. In the morning, had home based learning[HBL] briefing. next was Mother Tongue which i started to feel very giddy. thank god there was no oral as i would be the first one to go IF there were one.After that was P.E. Mr So asked us to bring our pen along because we were having our 2.4 run with timing. i stopped at the second round as i got asthma attack. fck my asthma problem. But looking on the brighter side, this might be a reminder for me to stop smoking.. the hard way. lol much? lost my mood after the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another breakdown during Prabhu's lesson. Chandra, Lina, Vivian, Nabilah, Zhuang Hong, Yi Xin, Zul and Vince tried to make me happy the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Stupid dumb asses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; made a lot of noise and caused me a MAJOR headache till i could no longer take it.I asked khairul to keep quiet, but i gt scolded back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WTH is your fucking problem?aku tanye baek2 abeh kau suroh aku gi kubuh? eh..kau gi jahanam suak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;.My brain felt like it had just exploded, sliced into pieces and soaked in acid. Same goes for my little heart.. I hate my life nowadays. The weird thing is, why is it that i keep having flashbacks about all my problems and get breakdowns after that. Am i going to die soon? that question pops out every time i calmed myself down.All i know is that I AM dying slowly.Day by day..Hafeez, Myself, Friends, Family problems, My Studies, What people thinks about me, School and CCA are the BIG problems in my flashbacks. Fever, flu, coughs, headaches and including my injured hip bone has dragged me down this week. I had always prioritize CCA first before studies. Speech Day Parade and NCDCC Day Parade are the two things that kept me busy last month/this month. I really take my CCA seriously but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;people in the platoon just don't. That pisses me off real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;After School, followed Eana and Dylan to McD's for lunch. The rest arrived minutes later. They made my day. Sunny was Really cracked me up with his dirty imagination when i ate my McFlurry.tsk3...havent seen people eat McFLurry is it? and i know i have my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;special way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; of eating it. Went separate ways after that. Me and Eana hurried to the toilet while the others went walking2 before heading to school again. Library time again! i miss going there with the whole complete group like we used to  have early this year but due to busyness, this does not happen anymore.Went home, slept until 8.45pm. ate dinner and here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thanks to dearest &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hafeez&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Eana&lt;/span&gt; and the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of you guys for being patient. I know i can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;out of control at times especially when i get &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;overstressed with life&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ily all so much for having faith in me.&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-5881641153101164338?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5881641153101164338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/overworked-hope-i-recover-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5881641153101164338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5881641153101164338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/04/overworked-hope-i-recover-soon.html' title='Overworked/ hope i recover soon?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SdTTASY87BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WlY7AToD1w4/s72-c/DSC05896-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-2996931850563190480</id><published>2009-03-29T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:42:57.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Saturday,280309&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I woke up at 3am and saw a missed call from Sweetybear.I tried calling back but his phone was switched off.He called me again in the morning and i apologized to him.(: at afternoon, he asked me to meet him at 399 for lunch. We ate chicken rice..ha ha! favorite since primary school times. And he gave me a present! a beautiful one somemore! so happy liao. the present was supposed to be given as our "first-week gift" but he was overseas. he sent me home after that.(: Followed family to JP at 5pm. Stopped at library to return books..Saw Lina,Atiqah andZira there! haha! so happy to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday,290309&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Grangran's 60th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ate at Hji Maimunah. yummyumm! i ordered siput sedot.[please correct the spelling mistake if there is one] while my brother ordered tahu telor. the tahu telor looked like fried mountain on a bowl of soy sauce. But i tasted goods though. went to buy clothes..blahblahblah BOOM.hehe. carried away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Saw kak Fizah with her mum. my brother say she look hot liao..haha! tsk3. she already 19yrs old while my brother only 15 this year. tough luck hor. went home at 4.30pm like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know i've made you upset eversince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you came back from you holiday but please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;forgive me. ilysm and dont want your love to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;go away just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-2996931850563190480?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2996931850563190480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday280309-i-woke-up-at-3am-and-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2996931850563190480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/2996931850563190480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday280309-i-woke-up-at-3am-and-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4696056918921802476</id><published>2009-03-27T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:22:05.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm back from camp!! It was damn fun liao. Best camp so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-First day-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woke up in the morning like usual, went to school to have our normal assembly. After which, the sec 2s went to parade square to have a small briefing. Saw camp chief Sky!! wohoo. after that, me and the rest of the 2e4 students got into our bus. But we had to share our bus with some 2e5 students. And since that took place, the bus was so noisy. some of us had to sit on the floor while others sit on the chair.ha ha. Jolyna sat on her bag (baek keper) ^.^ when we reached changi, we quickly took our bags and alighted the bus. we had our kayak expedition. everyone was excited he he. but me and Casey was a little bored as we including eana just had the same kayak expedition on January. so its nothing new to us hor?. i paired up with sri. got onto our kayak and paddled! in the middle part of the journey to east coast park, sri slacked off. I kept shouting and scolding her..hehe.but i realised how big of a Meany i was after that. when we were about 3/4 of the journey, Lina and syafiq capsized! ha ha. cannot stop laughing...me and sri really hoped that we were the ones to capsize but oh well...what to do. few minutes after that, alot of people  got giddy. azira vomited. but it wasn't her fault. BLAME THE LUCNH!! sri kept playing while i was the one who paddled most of the time and that really pissed me off. went back to Bukit Batok[our campsite]. showered, dinner and more briefing. played BMT. ha ha. my blindfold kept falling off the whole time so Lina had to hold my blindfold instead of holding on to my shoulders! lmao. atikah was in front of me and she kept walking fast so i had to run all the way...instructor Dini kept putting this branch on every one's head and made this scary sound to make us scared. he he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Second Day-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRC DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the girls in my chalet overslept a little bit so we had to wait for the long queue int he toilet. after that, breakfast and briefing. my class had to do our general station first. BORING. instructor dini a.ka. mummy, took a lot of candid pics of us. wth. after that, went for our absailing and rock climbing. absailing was extremely easy and fun because we just had to hold the rope. hehe. but the rock climbing was the worst part. i accidentaly hit my hip on the rock. fck the instructor for forcing me to continue but i just stopped. after that, luch break again. we had to eat rice with this disgusting fried fish. bluek.. and afterwards, we played the high elements. the first one i did was the one with the two ropes that you had to hold and cross over to the other side on a small rope. that was quite easy but the second one was trickier. we had to balance ourselves on a log without anything to hold.haha! instructor teddy bear, syafiq and zhuang hong kept teasing me on purpose so that i would fall.haha! but i managed to reache to the other side. next, was the zip-line!!! most of the 2e4s told the instructor that they wanted to sit on the edge before falling. haha! but when the instructor asked me weather i wanted to jump or sit, i suddenyl said: "JUMP". haha! word vomit alert liao. so i walked a few steps back, and jump!! hehee. damn shiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at night, had shower. while i was about to throw a pile of rubbish in my plastic bag, i saw something that really made me have a bad nightmare.haha. and guess what, the next morning, i realised something while i was bathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-third day-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NewWater tour which also means; SLEEP TIME!! luckily jeslyn was there to save me from boredom land. she so nice lend me her jacket as Viv was using mine. Before we went in the building, there were some cheer rehearsals.. everyone was so noisy and there was a big scene. haha! there was also another scene the night before. poor Shiela, atikah, lina, zul and Yixin. Since our class was too noisy, mummy forced us into playing this game: 'left turn, right turn.'... i was seating next to lina in the starting then after that, i sat beside Mickey mouse! [Zhuang Hong] because i had to read the passage. Minutes later, we finally went inside. AIRCON!!!! pheww... thought that we all had to melt ourselves any longer but thank god hor. After the tour, went to ECP. we did CIP, clean up! hehe. My class had to clean at the bouganvilla park. It was fckingly hot out there. and half-way, we upseted Mummy. You should see her pissed off face. I pity her lorh.. then, she just walked around by herself. Instructor Dash lectured my class and asked us to make Mummy happy. so we followed her and picked up litters at the same time. Mummy kept asking us to gather but when we turned back to look  at her, she left us. She did that for about 7 times and it was lunch time. FINALLY. Uncle[ thadar] was such a big fcker. in a funny way. he made me laugh throughout the whole camp a lot.LMAO. at night, there was the CAMPFIRE!!! we got our campfire T-shirts..mine was too big!!! so i had to fold here, fold there.  hmmm..i'll elaborate about the campfire soon cause there's a lot of things going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Final Day-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;): ): ): ): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Packed my bag, woke up at 6.15. the others decided to continue thier sleep until 6.30 but me and Lana bby got our toiletries ready.we stood outside the chalet until it was 6.30 sharp because instructor kenneth[ daddy] told us that the earliest for us girls to enter the toilet was 6.30. after that, me and lana ran into the toilet. haha! luckily the cubicles were vaccant. jumps for joy while lana was still opening her cubicle door. finally, i could bath alone peacefully and joyfully. hehe. seriously, it was funn as nobody was in the toilet except for me,lana and this other indian girl. Had breakfast, area cleaning, and got autographs from mummy, kenneth, dash, sky and this other instructor. I wanted instructor Faiz's autograph horr!! i miss him damn lots. Went home after that. mummy told us that she wont be following us back. so sad..i nearly cried liao! and tears suddenly tears came out. her last words were: " 2e4 oi! you all can promise me something?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2e4:"promise wt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mummy: " you all must promise me to study hard okay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2e4:" okok!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and she left the bus. again, so sadd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha! i'll never forget this camp. or will i? depends on my brain..i just found out that my brain has a limited memory storage. so everything new replaces old memories each second that passes. fck you brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ate at KFC with normal peeps. sulaiman wanted to tagg along. reached home at 3.00. did my karangan hmwk which was overdue. went back to school in my P.E at 4.15.pm. Mr Zubir wasnt there so i asked this indian teacher to pass it to him. and again, reached home at 4.50. back home, i waited for the phone to ring. so as i was waiting, i played with needles.[crazy much?] i'm getting addicted to poking myself with needles now.haha. and after a few minutes, i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4696056918921802476?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4696056918921802476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4696056918921802476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4696056918921802476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp.html' title='Back from Camp'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4058718350727206745</id><published>2009-03-21T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:12:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;OK. many ppl have been asking me to update and I'm sry for not doing so. hhaha. been having problems theses few days. hopefully everything will get back to normal soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Wednesady 180309[woohoo!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  Went to school for CCA at 7.30. we were supposed to wear our track pants as our   campcraft activity will be held but i ended up wearing my p.e shorts. at 8, all of us falled-in outside the technology room1 for briefing.after that, went to music terrace. we were divided into four groups. i was in the third group. i didnt know how to pitch the tent AT ALL eventhough i was the group's IC. luckily fahizah, wen hao(gorilla) and his buddy (chimpanzee) was in my group. weee!! they were the best. while waiting for the other two groups to finish thier tent pitching, the rest of us did some icebreakers. Rasyad(barney) kept making me and fahizah laugh so hard escpecially when mdm sanggeetha tripped. haha! ok, i'm laughing now. As the second group were dismantling the pieces, sombody broke the pole and my group didnt have to pitch the tent. (: at 10am, sir jones asked some of us to go to McD and tapao food back to school. nadzira waited outside the school gate. Me, azira, hamid, casey, khairi, eana, aisyah and nadzira quickly walked back to the music terrace. after our lunch, we headed to the technology room again to have our 'rescuing with/without strechers' theory test. it was the most easiest 10 questions that i answered. no wonder the test was to be done in 10 mins. after that casey, nick, melissa, sing hui and sally had a fight. me and hemma was involved a bit. sir jones solved the problem. then all the sec2s had to stand outside the room. sir jones nagged and shouted at us. the whole thing ended at 2.35pm. after that, we did some footdrills and went home. and someone really made my day eventhough he will be overseas until next friday. huhu ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thursday-Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had NCDCC parade day rehearsal. it was bullsht! we had to rehearse our marching in the hot sun and wear our full-u for three days straight. but i still have to endure lehh.. had fun during lunch breaks thanks to eana, haikal, khairy, sally and hemma. Hopefully all of this would end. eventually.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ilysm and i'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;right here by the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;just to hear your voice again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4058718350727206745?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4058718350727206745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4058718350727206745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4058718350727206745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-1621465504327597961</id><published>2009-03-12T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:31:37.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sbkg6daN88I/AAAAAAAAADo/E4BH7gZ5jhA/s1600-h/DSC000321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sbkg6daN88I/AAAAAAAAADo/E4BH7gZ5jhA/s200/DSC000321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312313424159306690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM! okayy, random. haha the pic above also very random. (: what can i say? me and lina was in the MRT, feeling so sian. so she say go camwhore lorr. and i never realised how dark my skin has become! eana, you know why too kn kn kn? i hate you SUN! i was from fair to dark. i was once mistaken to be a japanese girl but now even my parents teased me of my dark skin. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;these few weeks, i've been getting extremely crazy over 'sticks'. i cant get it out of my mind! my parents found out that i started again and i feel desperate. a half of me wanted to stop thinking of it while the other half was like making me want to do it more. i've thought of slapping myself but what's the point?but i was given an advice to not do it. he said that i should try to reduce the number of 'sticks'/day and i'll finally stop. it was a good idea but i cant control myself anymore. i need a phsycatrist immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ok. this morning was quite fun. had P.E! i seemed to like p.e more nowadays. ran 8 rounds around canteen and i'm happy that i was not tired at all.woohoo! after that, played frisbee. my group was winning! but at one point, when i was about to catch the frisbee, i tripped over lina and fell to the ground.my hip bone fukcnig hurts! but i dont blame you lina, i blammed my stupid giant-sized shoes and my clumsyness. actually, i did hit my hip bone on a wall last month but i ignored it. and i'll be going to the doctor on march hols for a check. please pray that nothing's wrong with the bone ok anybody?! after that, we had maths, science and PW! great news: I GOT A1 FOR MY TEST! finally theres a test that i did great. my previous math teast was a killer, i got 1/25! MR PNG C.B , i hate you. anyway, after pw, ate garlic bread, went to NYAA Camp briefing. it was boring. seriously, i had no intrest in that camp. it will most likely be the same thing like last year's sec1 awarness camp. boo hoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-1621465504327597961?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/1621465504327597961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/boom-okayy-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1621465504327597961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/1621465504327597961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/boom-okayy-random.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sbkg6daN88I/AAAAAAAAADo/E4BH7gZ5jhA/s72-c/DSC000321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-6317004832482543195</id><published>2009-03-07T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:03:37.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SbMQx9xKxzI/AAAAAAAAADY/50tRU3-dmTQ/s1600-h/Image00697-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SbMQx9xKxzI/AAAAAAAAADY/50tRU3-dmTQ/s200/Image00697-crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310606836180371250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ha ha.a lot of people has been asking me to update. 707 much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;firstly, i would like to congratulate amirah for sleeping a total of 15 hours!sleeping beauty or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;huekhuek(: okok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 06032009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Timetable shows that school will be a bore. Maths,Maths,LSS,LSS,recess,ENGLISH,MATHS,LSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but luckily i survived through the day with the help of dearests Amalina, Nabilah,Glenn,Zul,Vivien and the rest of the Malay people.(: what would i do without them??actually, there's one thing i would do w/o them, SLEEP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;huekhuek!! after school me,atikah and firzana waited for Raymond.after that,rushed home, ironed my NCDCC uniform and beret and changed.so kanchiong liao. polished boots at bus stop.some K.P.O makciks kept looking at me. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went cca with Zafirah. CCA was back to normal, we had to wear our full-uniform. had camp craft test.we did our knots. i managed to finish all my 6 knots in less than a minute. woohoo! that reminds me, GOH!!! i don't know if i would want to join in it or not, the 7 of us,[me,eana, Casey,khairy,Hamid,nick,haikal] are maybe going to be in GOH. I'm scared that i would be just a reserve like last year's speech day and ndp. stupid. the water m__ gun(idk how to spell) was quite heavy. I'm jealous that the npccc cadets have a smaller and lighter gun.boohoo!anyway, must work hard for it hor! after CCA went banquet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SbNlxwJjZnI/AAAAAAAAADg/4fUpMo3m2gM/s1600-h/DSC04939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SbNlxwJjZnI/AAAAAAAAADg/4fUpMo3m2gM/s200/DSC04939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700291012912754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Saturday,07032009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woke up at 6.15 and quickly got ready to go to boon lay interchange. my full-u was not ironed but at least i got to polish my boots. waited for the other 10 people to come. i saw the two Chinese boys came,then khairy, Casey, sally, Melissa, and the rest. eana and haikal wasn't here yet! so we falled in beside the mrt station.so paiseyy siak. when eana finally came, we quickly went to HTA. haikal haven't arrived yet. he thought we had to assemble at 8 but we actually had to assemble at 7.15! gundu. when we reached HTA, we marched into the parade square with our bags. after uniform check, we got into our contingents. i was in contingent 4 because my uniform was not starched enough.at least khairy was in the same contingent but then he had to go to contingent 1 because there weren't enough people there. ): so I'm the only jwss cadet in contingent4. boohoo. At 12pm, we finally stopped marching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Met Lina at boon lay interchange 2.30pm. went to Bugis to have my hair extensions done. WOOHOO! but one strand costs $0.80/ strand and I asked for 10 strands so it costs $8. i will try getting another 10 done next week(: after that, went to plaza Singapura. bought some pretzels and tested perfumes.reached home at 8.30pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;People who had made me gaga goo these days;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Azieana &lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Zulkifli &lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Vivien &lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Glenn&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Khairil&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandra&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aisyah &lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Amirah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hamid&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Khairy&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Vince &lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Sri&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  ILY&lt;/span&gt; guys so much hor!&lt;/span&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/8348144545644854998-6317004832482543195?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6317004832482543195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6317004832482543195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6317004832482543195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SbMQx9xKxzI/AAAAAAAAADY/50tRU3-dmTQ/s72-c/Image00697-crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-994680528412367890</id><published>2009-03-03T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:54:17.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sa0uLvVqjLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MU7JhnSenN8/s1600-h/DSC04325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sa0uLvVqjLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MU7JhnSenN8/s200/DSC04325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308950314960456882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Again, I did not update for a while already but i've been busy or tired lately. Blame my fever&amp;amp;flu hor.Lazy to go to doctor.The medicine fee costs around $50!!whoa..faint already like that.nahh just kidding(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  today, well nothing happened.normal thing.wait...i think SOMETHING did happen but i most probably forgot it.[blame fever&amp;amp;flu again]. seriously, my fever&amp;amp;flu is getting on my nerves.i want kill myslef!! i did try to hit myslef on the wall but mother complain because noisy so i slashed myslef with scissors. ):   nazzer adviced me go doctor but i really can't go liao. hmppphh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  after school, went KFC with normal peep-pots. saw shamirah in her jurongville uniform.i want go that school! but what to do? and i also saw sabrina from my madrasah class in her pioner sec uniform. wah liao. she escaped from being water-bombed by me last year.i'm still targeting her lehh.okok this year class outing must force her follow. farah, must go buy more plastic bags at pioner mall nye giant horr!! woohoo..ok back to story. when me, lina, glenn and eana had finished eating, glenn kept shooting us with ice. obviously he was bored. huekhuek! after that me, eana and lina went walk2 around jp and then we went home. reached home around 3.57 like that and fell asleep. woke up at 7pm, ate and sat infront of a rectangle screen typing this. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;if only i could be&lt;br /&gt;right next to you,&lt;br /&gt;i would have given you a&lt;br /&gt;listening ear you always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-994680528412367890?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/994680528412367890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/again-i-did-not-update-for-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/994680528412367890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/994680528412367890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/03/again-i-did-not-update-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/Sa0uLvVqjLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MU7JhnSenN8/s72-c/DSC04325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-7370554687752035621</id><published>2009-02-26T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:51:04.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike at the midnight light.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SaZ-hWOpbFI/AAAAAAAAACw/DkA7vYllHj8/s1600-h/DSC04446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307068322270506066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SaZ-hWOpbFI/AAAAAAAAACw/DkA7vYllHj8/s200/DSC04446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was a bore except after school. I'm starting to miss my 1e3ians oready liao.wish they could come back.My current class is soo damn kecoh.But not in the good way uh. 1e3's kecoh is like the best! woohoo.could still remember how me and [insert names_,_,_,_,_] used to talk and joke around that would make us LOAO one. boo-hoo. but now,we are getting further away and i dont think i know [insert name:_,_ and_] anymore. i'm sorry to nab for ditching you last year.it was such a stupid thing to do.i wish i could turn back time and avoid all those things. and i could still feel the pain i had about this rumor. a stupid minor rumor that made almost all the malay seniors i was close with hate me. When the funckig-ly minor rumor was spreaded, everyone hated me in a single snap. like, one day they are smiling to me and the next day they are ignoring me. WHY WOULD YOU GUYS EVEN BELIEVE A STUPID RUMOR THATS NOT TRUE?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please larh, get your facts right before you start judging and hating people. till today, most of them wont even smile at me. CHILDISH MUCH? but i will still be patient and hope that one day they would realize that those rumors were just fake.plain fake. and to [insert name], please don't call people [insert ___] just because i'm not being nice to you for those few days..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  okok.now,back to today's events.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Had Mother tongue in the first period.then P.E. Mr soh asked us to run 6 rounds around the canteen.there were 4 stupid girls who ran damn slow so me and lina had to 'jog' slowly for them.actually it was more to walking.nab,atikah and jolyna were running fast.the whole class were scolding the 4 girls in front of us.CHIBAI. they think they are princesses or what? princess my ass larh hor.After recess, Zul gave me two bangles he got from Mr soh.woohoo.and the confiscated bangles was mages's.haha! love you man!I'm so regretting that me an seri used to bully you in kindergarten hor!nway during science, we went to the lab. i sat with Glenn.woohhooo!(: we had to carry out an ex&lt;/span&gt;periment using many types of acids and metals.funn larh hor! i poured too much hydrochloric acid to the magnesium ribbon and the chemical reaction was BOOM!. thn when i had to return the materials, Glenn told me that Hambali took my purse.another dumbass in the class&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;purse org pn nk curi.ingat klakla kepe?!eh tk klakar larh seyy.klau bkn aku nye purse,aku nye pencil case.&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nway,when i kept scolding Sabri and Hambali to give it back, that Tan Wanna Bee go ask me andSabri stand at the side.what i do siak?it was not my fucinkg fault ok?! she think she was doing the right thing. eh don't act world in front of me sia. after school, waited for Eana at cyber cafe as usual. went to the prata shop at the library. while at the cyber cafe,i got to pinch Sulaiman's cheeks.muahaha! serve you right.and Hidayu,you will also get a pinch from me.eh my cheeks nt that tembam larh!why you all keep pinching my cheeks? sniff2* just you wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had fun in the prata shop.huekhuek.my shoes were wet,my bag ruined,and i was drenched.Eana was drenched too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;to Eana: i'm sorry if i cant slack with you next thurs.stupid parents getting stricter by the day. its like school throughout the wholeday.nway, i gt the student councilor investieture thingy&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/8348144545644854998-7370554687752035621?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/7370554687752035621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/strike-at-midnight-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/7370554687752035621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/7370554687752035621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/strike-at-midnight-light.html' title='Strike at the midnight light.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SaZ-hWOpbFI/AAAAAAAAACw/DkA7vYllHj8/s72-c/DSC04446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-5137509883330613623</id><published>2009-02-20T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:41:58.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZ9ehAmdGqI/AAAAAAAAACg/f_2fbEje3YI/s1600-h/DSC02045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZ9ehAmdGqI/AAAAAAAAACg/f_2fbEje3YI/s200/DSC02045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305062807255718562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sry cause I did not update for ages. No Mood liao. been feeling down lately. so please cheer me up as much as possible yerp? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; thursday, 19022009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing much happened.  Mother Tongue was such a bore. a relief teacher came in. and the class was sooo kecoh! I had a headache when sabri sprayed his "special" batman perfume. yuck! i swear, i could still smell it. and after the first period of mother tongue had finished, i saw the cute teacher came in! woohoo![he's not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cute actually.trust me]. kept talking and talking till the bell rang. went back to class and asked khairil for the phone. haha! he said the phone was spoilt bt at least its functional right? nway, quickly put my bag in class and had P.E.  mr soh was waiting for us at the cyber cafe. after tht, we had our normal running[with timing] and played frisbee! the weather was damn hot liao! and after reccess, it was math and science. Science was so fun! we had to do an experiment in the lab. played with fire.(: childish? yes i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; during PW, we did a little assignment. me, atikah, lina and nab were LOAO. syafiq and sabri used the 'liquify' tool and edited people's body figure in a picture. they were using a picture of the ex-ncdcc cadets leh! so damn funny. and i didnt complete my work after all that laughing. hehe.  and when we were standing behing our seats gettingready to greet the teacher, khairul did his " vroom vroom" thingy! HUAHUA! i couldnt stop laughing. i felt like chokeslamming him to the ground leh.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday,20022009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  CCA. forgot to wear unit tee and i wore the normal pt-kit tee instead. boo hoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and luckily i did not get any scolding. pheww.. had footdrill and ran all the way to the gallery to watch the promotion ceremony. it was fun! and we ran down again to the back carpark. the sec 3s got thier new ranks and badges while us, the sec2s along with the sec1s just stood there. after the dismissal parade, went to cyber cafe and saw zana and the rest. i tried to do some split and i almost did it! then lana tought me how to do the __ wheel. i couldnt do it properly as i was wearing my boots. it was soo heavy okay! haha! went home with fizah, zafirah, karl and hidayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-5137509883330613623?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5137509883330613623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5137509883330613623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/5137509883330613623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZ9ehAmdGqI/AAAAAAAAACg/f_2fbEje3YI/s72-c/DSC02045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-8110227264802395528</id><published>2009-02-16T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:25:21.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loiters of the day'/><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZlPP00HFMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/e-V_YgcosV4/s1600-h/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZlPP00HFMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/e-V_YgcosV4/s200/zzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303357169499313346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Meet the most kecoh and caring minah in my life! EANA. A.K.A: my minah sort dot. She always cheer me up even when i'm extremely mad.And is also a great loitering partner&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;MAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;16022009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY NAZZER AND DARREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Today was damn fun! we had ART on the first period. We had to paint the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;[jumps for joy w/o semangat]. haha. then, we had english.* PRABHUTO alert* so i went loitering at 3rd and 4th floor. I know its a waste of time right? but would you rather hear mr prabhu's naggings, snappings and vulgarities then doing smthg to keep all that noise off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; After Assembly, the sec2s were to remain in the hall for our  PC lesson and it was about gangsterism[heck care siak]. I almost slept for about 1/2 of the presentation. huekhuek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Soon after that, went back to class.CME!! mr sum relieved our class. and i witnessed one of the most disgusting thing ever happened at class.My poor CD jornal and water bottle, and I really hate khairul for that. I mean how cn you use someone's things to scratch your *ehem2*? chibai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ever since that incident,i never have the courage to hold my CD jornal and the water bottle. During the last two periods which is mother tongue, i waited and waited for the 1.20pm's bell to go off. Then eana waited for me at the watercooler. woohoo! LOITERING TIME! we saw Hong Yue refilling his bottle.f.y.i, he is such a friendly boy! and when me and eana walked pass 2e4[my class], melivin shouted: "eh loitering arh!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;so much for being a "good" brother.and..thnx a lot. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;after school, me, Lina and Eana went to McD's to have our luch before we head off to Lina's place. We watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ART OF THE DEVIL2&lt;/span&gt;! It was extremely GORY and Scary. TRUST ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I reached home at about 6.05pm. and here i am! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8348144545644854998-8110227264802395528?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/8110227264802395528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8110227264802395528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/8110227264802395528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZlPP00HFMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/e-V_YgcosV4/s72-c/zzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-9113735225721880404</id><published>2009-02-13T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:57:25.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update wed-fri'/><title type='text'>Bored liao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZYlxVKj_pI/AAAAAAAAACA/6kzB-zj69RM/s1600-h/DSC034296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZYlxVKj_pI/AAAAAAAAACA/6kzB-zj69RM/s200/DSC034296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302467140700602002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that i've not updated for a while so here it goes. Well it might get a bit long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,110209.&lt;br /&gt; It was a normal school day. Had D&amp;amp;T lesson.It was BORING! Mr Khan asked us to finish our design on the jotter book because we will start doing our practical next week. While me and Glenn were goofing off, i saw mera was standing outside. She told us that thier class were having spotcheck and i said was.."What The Hell!! @#$$^@"..yeah..i was so shocked.but luckily i did'nt bring my handphone. I was considered luckily that my handphone fell into the toilet bowl. few minutes later, Mr Aziz and ms oh went to our class. My hands were shaking. Then mr aziz asked the boys to stand at the front of the class while the girls had to stand outside. Ms oh forced us,the girls to surrender anything. Sri took out her HP. wah liao weh!. Then we were told to pull up our socks and gave us a warning. When mr aziz checked my bag, he took out my Iced Lemon Tea. He said, "Who's bottle is this?"&lt;br /&gt;" Mine ah" i replied. "What colour is this drink?"he asked. "Brown."i said. "You know that it is a sweet drink then why the hell you bring it to class?"he told me. then i replied" i dont know leh".."Go throw away this bottle"he asked me. So i did what he asked me to do. Nab then told me to take the bottle back when the spotcheck was over and wash it. Music class was a blast! we watched '50 first dates' and my class was so hyper especially the *ehem part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Friday,130209&lt;br /&gt;School was normal until recess. Me, lina, fizah,sheeka and nina ate porridge. My mouth was scalded for the first time this year. huekhuek! after that, it was Prabhuto's class. Had the total defence day thingy. Got to see seniors in Full-U..haha! Went home with Zafirah and amirah. woohoo! my two fav juniors hor!(: CCA was fun..Did footdrill and had our campcraft theory test. Jones was damn funny leh. He said that we were having our  'O' levels and had to keep quiet. But the best was he and his LMAO. Me and Eana was really laughing our asses off by his prenouncation of LMAO. he prenounced it like limau. ( orange in malay). Hopefully he will come next week yerp? haha! afterwards, we went to do our dismissal parade. the sec 1s were soo the semangat seyy.[in a good way, DUHH]. and head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded that pic above because I wanted to remind myself of the kayak trip! must go ask mdm sanggetha to have another one for me, eana and casey hor!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-9113735225721880404?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/9113735225721880404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored-liao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/9113735225721880404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/9113735225721880404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored-liao.html' title='Bored liao.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZYlxVKj_pI/AAAAAAAAACA/6kzB-zj69RM/s72-c/DSC034296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-6966980972252848397</id><published>2009-02-10T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:44:41.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored-Fun-Shitty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZGHdNc74-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/liPYzmjDo9c/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZGHdNc74-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/liPYzmjDo9c/s200/DSC03576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301167172288766946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today was damn upside down,topsy  turvey and more. Its kinda of 'you name it,i gt it' feelings day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;School was boring as usual.Had to change seats during mother tongue class and guess what?i was sitting next to that dumbass mr yellow!haiyaa..sit girl with girl, boy with boy can oready what. Got scolded during mr Prabhu class.Nothing new ya guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;After school went home,packed some clothes for swimming which i did'nt go in the end(more info about swimming below), searched for the Pulau Hantu dvd but failed.so Plan B: find another movie. I decided to go for the the more gory movie, Art of the Devil2 and Lewang Sewu.Went to Lina house and found out that she had the cd the whole time.wah liao weh.thn wait for firzana.she was damn late hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;After we met her and sulaiman,went to take 187 bus to bukit batok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me and Lina played bowling.Dont ask how good I was cause it was horrible.while zana went to her swimming lesson.After they finished the lesson, asked zana and khairil join.it was very the kecoh.From my hp falling into the toilet bowl to talking about balls.And i was so sort dot today.i donnoe why.nehmind. what to expect. thn went home. kena scolding from parents as to why came home late. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;and yeah. a lot going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-6966980972252848397?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6966980972252848397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored-fun-shitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6966980972252848397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/6966980972252848397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored-fun-shitty.html' title='Bored-Fun-Shitty.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZGHdNc74-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/liPYzmjDo9c/s72-c/DSC03576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348144545644854998.post-4789002262823856865</id><published>2009-02-09T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:34:10.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><title type='text'>updated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZBa5EEmuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/noo_hRaApKg/s1600-h/DSC02047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZBa5EEmuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/noo_hRaApKg/s200/DSC02047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300836697807173826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, just finished creating my new blog. The old one was like blugghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha! Decided to make a new one.So let me know what you guys think yeaps? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8348144545644854998-4789002262823856865?l=stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4789002262823856865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4789002262823856865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8348144545644854998/posts/default/4789002262823856865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stolen-sarcasm.blogspot.com/2009/02/updated.html' title='updated!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00207833552755625007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZA7PWPtE8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/oCsiUxwnmn0/S220/untitled3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dcE8TYc27Y/SZBa5EEmuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/noo_hRaApKg/s72-c/DSC02047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
