<?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-6551644</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:42:10.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da|Ly dr|pping bLood</title><subtitle type='html'>|m a gaL n |m aL|ve</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110451051672579763</id><published>2005-01-01T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T00:40:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! its 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN!&lt;/span&gt; baby of aries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. hope it'll b a betta year nxt yr. yes! it will. i will make it betta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched taufik's videoclip. dey bluff us..wer got he bcome bartender. so boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've oredi come up wif goals..hope i achieve em. i need to achieve em if not i will onli disappoint myself n uder pple. i cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived . . . is to have succeeded.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. guess im oredi successful dis yr. i must b even mor successful nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im gonna abandon dis blog. tata blog miss u. i will visit u n read u n laugh at myself loads. den i will cry......n i dunno wad happens nxt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will launch my new bloggy some uder day in january.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx loads to frens, family, teachers, sqdmates, ma'ams hu r even betta teachers n god hu haf guided me thruought 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i will put some crappy song in my blog dat i found on d net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fact: Less than 3% of the population in the world has any interest in becoming anything more than what they are today. are you part of the 3%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are. u are different. &lt;em&gt;A lot more different than you might imagine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haf fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110451051672579763?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110451051672579763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110451051672579763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110451051672579763' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110434715192563915</id><published>2004-12-30T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T03:05:51.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kau pernah menjadi detak dalam nadiku&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hidupku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kau pun pernah menyelamatkan&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh hidupku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau pernah menghujaniku dengan butiran&lt;br /&gt;Air matamu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kau juga pernah tertawa&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pelukku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau pernah menjadi terang dalam gelapku&lt;br /&gt;Saat tersesat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kau juga pernah menyentuh&lt;br /&gt;Rasa sakitku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perubahan ini meyakinkan aku,&lt;br /&gt;Bahawa tak ada yang abadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Jikustik.&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/6551644-110434715192563915?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110434715192563915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110434715192563915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110434715192563915' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110434096792183092</id><published>2004-12-30T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:26:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;its d wee hours of thursday. fell asleep in front of d tv set tonite. woke up n decided to finish off ppt. if not i die.&lt;br /&gt;im listening to electronica n dance music to make me stay awake. it helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. on mon went sch n made d souvenirs. spelling correct not? nwaes syikin bcame a mak andam for someone. yepp.&lt;br /&gt;n tues went sch to pull ropes for d exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to teach her budden it was late n she dunno how to go back frm ppmac n  oso if we go tp we return home at ard 7. n it was abt to rain lyddat.&lt;br /&gt;n it did rain. n it started getting heavier. n i made syaz n bao even mor wetter by jumping in puddles for d fun of it. act it doesnt make a diff la they were oredi quite drenched. n i saw syikin n sarah wokin so steady lyddat in d rain. nvmlah dey lyk bathe in rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today came sch den its cca exhibit. lyk so fast for dem lyddat. n their orientation got sleepover. garrr. we so jealous. nvm la i've been to a betta camp. annual camp. heee. =) &lt;br /&gt;den we went psycho sec1s. no. im d one hu's sec 1. okla sec 1s to b. tink we really psycho until lyk so pitiful lyddat. some of dem kena approach by us dunno how many times oredi. i bet dey dah naik giler seh. n tink some of d parents lyk want to slap some our faces esp those long-winded ones. *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;sorry i not d one long winded today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found 2 juniors of mine go cedar! so happy. d onli cedar senior hu was frm damai was a sec 4 frm guzheng. &lt;br /&gt;den got one malay girl we approach. she's so pretty. den we tok to her abt np n she looked interested. she was alone. but still she got look me in d eye (nt many look at us wen we tok to dem. she got respect) wen i tokin n asked me questions. i like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai..tidal waves has killed so many pple. wonder if d tsunamis will continue. mayb if dat does happen it'll not stop until d whole earth is wiped out. if d whole earth not wiped out oso. ders gonna b epidemics n all n soon pple will die. oh well i shudn't tokin abt death. but judgement day seems so near. if god wans something to happen it can happen in a blink of one's eye. but ofcoz i dunwan die faster la...hu wans rite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. coz i slept at 2am last nite today had to go to 'work'.&lt;br /&gt;today my cuzzin' wedding.so yest went der to sort of help out...yah lyk real lyddat. wait...wad did i do yest? ohh juz fool ard n do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. yeah.sat ard relatives shit chatting until late at nite. duduk melek-melek...ngobrol. damn sleepy. those wak-waks,om-om,lek-lek,bak-bak...dey talk, i listen. n i go pick up bahasa jawa coz i curious mah. i onli noe a lil. im thinkin of starting a vocab book.lyk so sad...den 10 yrs time onli moyang moyang noe how to speak...bahasa asli all nak dekat hapus la..esp in singapore. singapura banyak orang jawa,orang boyan,orang bugis tapi kebanyakkan enggak tahu berbicara dalam bahasa asli. macamlah..kan cikgu dah warn..taknak dengar. hahahahahaha. i rmb dat nite i chat wif syikin in indon. seleng. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;den d little cuzzins play playground until late nite. mayoran.went home n did hw.coz i started panicking. one week left n i still got my powerpoints. actually was kinda amused. wak wak ada hati nak ngeplek...tu leh...nak jadi sugeh. hahaha. funny man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den woke up early morning..go briskwalk as usual. play monkeybar. n my skin peel.dun wan play nmore. n swing d swing!...by myself.so lonely...nobody push me. hahahah. came home watch DAVE THE BARBARIAN. WAHAHAHA! i love dat show. omg. "i m chuckles! the silly piggy!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;after dat went my cuzzins wedding. me n my uder cuzzins were made to b kendarat. kinda fun la...im a bit clumsy. but oso...it was tiring. my job was to give 'free gifts'. i earned $15 dollars for dat. hahah. coz i take away pple's money..dey give me one...actual amt is $5 dollars onli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel extra fat today man. yucks. d feeling of fatness makes me feel pregnant n it hinders my ability to feel alive...tmr got sch. i must feel alive. thus i shall listen to marilyn manson tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got NP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so excited. LALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dis i shall do hw...n read up campcraft book for d fun of it. make myself feel lyk i got training tmr juz to relive it all. i shall come to sch tmr feeling all fat n fat. bcoz i m oredi fat....n maria is a rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110406249551156704?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110406249551156704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110406249551156704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110406249551156704' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110373547564457626</id><published>2004-12-23T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T01:11:15.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gd morning. its 12.15 on a thursday mornin. &lt;br /&gt;i juz spent d last 2 hrs or so reading my blog from february up till december.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really embarrassed of myself leh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehh. damn childish man especially start of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..i wonder if some pple rmb some things. lyk CNS (charming and sexy). used to describe d kebab. sharron used dat. kebab n mu u rmb the daun curry club members? &lt;br /&gt;heheh. n i....was sharron's....was sharron's...i cant say. yucks. &lt;br /&gt;den ders BODOHIKO. a word created by d famous kebab.&lt;br /&gt;n i had a crush on a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally achieved getting someone's autograph n it wasnt chester's. i regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i rmb those drills sessions after sch frm mid july onwards. sec 4 ma'ams trying to improve our drills for POP. dey din wan us to disappoint dem on their last day.&lt;br /&gt;i miss drills sessions loads. drills sessions made me wake up alot man.&lt;br /&gt;n most of em were spent wif ma'am kam. she was so dedicated manx. she bcame my role model. she's a ci now man. hope to see her back in cedar nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;of coz ders d uder ma'ams. especially our ncos. d most famous of dem all, ma'am yiping.heh.i totally freaked out wen i found out ma'am YP reads my blog. haha. miss hermes loads man. their sarcasm especially. will always rmb our drills sessions wif em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want drills session! i cant wait for nxt yr's one. i want aries to improve! yay! wanna spend time wif our crater ncos now. we must treasure d time left wif dem. love dem loads man. i love aries loads. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. my spasticatos? wer did dey go... &lt;br /&gt;but i stepped on syikin's specs n got her damn pissed. n now she's got new pair of specs ehhs.&lt;br /&gt;...i rmb d underwear situation. wer tanisha was "reborn". n har was a pervertico.&lt;br /&gt;n eating crepes wif li chu. n she din wan d bananas coz she din wanna shit. havent been spending time wif her...guilty. guilty. must spend mor time wif her nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb maria suddenly strangling me after d national day parade in sch for scaring her wif my dead hamster. i hope i havent caused her to go into great depression recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den ders collin my man. tho i dun noe how he even looks like. collin collin he's my man. if he cant do it no one can!&lt;br /&gt;n d tappered song!!!! my favourite! uder den tipah tertipu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n all u minahs&lt;br /&gt;dun tink u can escape&lt;br /&gt;u wear tappered&lt;br /&gt;u still i hate&lt;br /&gt;dun care u girl&lt;br /&gt;dun care u boy&lt;br /&gt;u wear tappered&lt;br /&gt;i still hate u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i used to haf many daughters. but now im left wif one. n she's frm trivandum n has been stalked by a freak hu watches her every move. llama got involved.&lt;br /&gt;my daughters left me coz im such a bad mummy!&lt;br /&gt;...during d exam period i had a phobia for going online. coz it'd make me unfocused. i bcame very alim. n pple thot i was anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah...n training. wif crater. n soaking of firewood...n camp. wer we farted alot. n sunning of ropes wer we cried a river. n....i miss my whole npcc unit a bunch. boohoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im not married to norsani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself:&lt;br /&gt;guess i slacked alot in sec 1.esp my academics. i nvr took em seriously until d last minute. kept failing maths. am disappointed in myself for not working hard enuff n not taking things seriously. i must chg leh. must b mor...guai. yes. i musnt fall into d evil hands of influence. i must not b a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den im very happy to in npcc! chg quite alot man. if i hadnt join np. i'd b superficial n selfish by d end of d yr. coz i was lyddat at d start of d yr. n learnt alot abt respect n responsibility n seeing myself not as an individual but as a part of a sqd. i m part of aries. i m part of cedar np. im part of cedar. act. im part of d universe. n dat brings a greater meaning man. dat means im pretty big n so is every else. n dats y we must respect each uder really. n being a community i now noe dat...we must take responsibility for each uder coz we r all juz d same despite colour n believes. n if something happens to someone..it does make a huge impact on uder pple's lives. which is really cool. cant bilif i discovered so much in juz one yr man. npcc really rox. hah. wen i grow up i wudnt regret coz im gonna b doin so much for d nxt 3 yrs. n dat wud b so cool. n i can tell my cucu n cicit dat last time i do dis n do dat coz im in npcc. gahh. im so excited oredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so dis yr. i discover many things. met diff kinds of pple. n i mature a lil i guess. for nxt yr i must b betta. i must put in my best in everything i do. i must volunteer n it must come straight frm d bottom my heart. i must b confident in everything i do but i must b humble at d same time. i must learn to respect pple n their opinions. i must study effortlessly making sure i get d A1s (dis i must start now). i must lose weight! i must b fit n achieve gold again for napfa. i must learn n not b afraid to lead. i must learn to work as a team wif everybody. i must show mor compassion n love for uders. i must learn to empathise. i must not b selfish. i must haf mor initiative. i must b mor enthu! i must noe shruti. i must talk to her. i must teach her. i must love her. we must make her part of aries. i must love myself. n i must use must wif myself so dat all d musts will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;i must not disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i m scared of disappointment. but i can still chg d end result so dat it'll b jolly n not disappontment.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well dats my 'reflections' for yr 2004. soon it'll b yr 2005. i'll cut my hair. i'll b in 2C. i'll b a sec 2 ma'am. we'll haf...3rd class drill (rmb not,sqdmate?). n i'll start a new blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110373547564457626?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110373547564457626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110373547564457626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110373547564457626' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110343696137805663</id><published>2004-12-19T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T14:16:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hie! hie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been doing hw lately. im at dina's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. oh well yest was nice. had bbq. started at 6 n lasted till 1am. hehx. wak wang n co came. weee! so fun. but...I SPRAINED MY ANKLE! i missed a step while going down d stairs. dina's oso got a sprained ankle. d house is cursed. dis is d 2nd time i sprain my ankle at her house. &lt;br /&gt;but it din really hurt dat much n i cud still walk....so...4 of us went to watch ocean's 12 at jurong point 9 pm show!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;LA! OCEAN'S TWELVE ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;man...U ALL SHUD WATCH IT. &lt;br /&gt;but if ur blur u shudnt watch..coz somehow along d way u wont understand. coz d plot is really smart. my sis din get d movie at all wad a waste. SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;i tink dis movie is mor betta den 1st one. coz got mor suspense. COOL. but i love d gadgets n conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;i can never b a cunning thief coz i can take almost an hour solving a maths problem. ohh wellls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home n found biklahs n mamaks n cik nitas tying flowers n ribbons to dad's car (its dad's car coz my dad owns it but my bro drives it). very nice decor! its for d wedding. someones getting married....n it no other than ME!&lt;br /&gt;lyk real lyddat. elemek. my bros's fren hu's d son my dad's fren is gettin married. n my bro's driving em. hehex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis mira n i continued bbq d leftover food. n sat der n juz ate. until 1 am. so d lot of us stayed over. den went up n read a health book coz dina's getting some sort of allergy. which is cool. n i tink i got tapeworms in my stomach. which is cool too. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n woke up dis morning. n my ankle hurt-ed lyk hell. 2nd day's d worst. but i still wanna go swimming tonite. hope it heals. yepp. im completely vacationing here. no need go overseas. n im slacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to feed d hungry tape worms now. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fact: anxiety causes growth restriction. so worry not abt being short! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n if u haf insomia it cud b dat u r suffering some mental illness...how many percent..i cant rmb. so dun ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110343696137805663?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110343696137805663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110343696137805663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110343696137805663' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110318962428095435</id><published>2004-12-16T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T17:33:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a thursday n im here to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been very bored at home...mostly FAT. wad a waste man, went training went camp. lost weight. lyk really lost weight n den after all dat sit at home...grow fat.&lt;br /&gt;all d sweat has gone to waste. actually no. in npcc perspective..d sweat has not gone to waste. but in d weight-conscious perspective...yes d sweat has gone to waste. as u sit at home n u eat n u nvr do anything.&lt;br /&gt;u do pumping oso no use coz u nvr run ard ur house carrying 1.5 litre bottles until u sweat lyk a pig. do pumping at home so sian. no sqdmate no fun. u do 40 for one one day enuff oredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went geylang wif mum n sis. went eat prata. dat guy recommend prata bom to me. n d filling is melted butter n sugar. icky wicky food! i eat half i felt like vomiting. dis guy trying to kill pple or wad. cook such unhealthy n muak food! can die of heart attack man. my mum ate prata cheese which i prefered mor. n my sis ate paper prata. den went shopping wif my mum. i hate going shopping. esp wif mums. coz they walk walk walk all over d place...very tiring. but at least i got to eat sponge cake. i love sponge cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today met up wif kebab ikan n sarah again at d usual macs. i took 8 n i press d bell wanna stop outside tp swimming complex d bus driver din stop. elemek. so i had to walk d long way frm d interchg. but nvm at least get to exercise..not very far nwaes.&lt;br /&gt;i arrived first n sat. an apek sat at d table in front of me at 1st den he shift place. n wen syikin came she said "hello apek!". n d apek turned to look at her. syikin very bad seh. n she buat banyak fitnah abt d apek. n im not an apek rejecter!!! as d saying on my chest today goes "i m not responsible for lost or stolen hearts". HAH. n sarah came n she refused to look at dat caption. oh wells, she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went eat at banquet after dat. n went library. n went cd-rama. n i realised i lost $5. so sad. but nvm...mayb dat $5 has fed a hungry stomach. juz hope it din fall into d hands of a person hu doesnt noe how to manage precious money lyk $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna sleepover at dina's house dis weekend. wif biklahs n my sis. hoping to go swimming. coz its been a long time since i went swimming. dats so sad....&lt;br /&gt;nwaes hope mira gets into crescent girls! &lt;br /&gt;tmr's my bro's b'day. not gonna give him anything. he's gonna buy himself a christmas log cake nwaes. on my b'day i dun celebrate it wif a cake. such a waste of money. but instead i ask my dad for money! hahahaha. so ironic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching a child's hope every weekday. tink its a nice story. well...im off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait!&lt;br /&gt;fun fact: did you noe dat one in three men over age 60 will suffer from impotence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet u din noe dat! but den again...hu cares abt 60 over year old guys n their sperm count. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pogonophobia: the fear of beards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110318962428095435?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110318962428095435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110318962428095435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110318962428095435' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110302527858425544</id><published>2004-12-14T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T20:39:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Morrie Schwartz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;Did You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you say everything you could?&lt;br /&gt;Do the things that you thought you would?&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever occur to you that this could be your final day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go where you wanted to go?&lt;br /&gt;Learn about what you wanted to know?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever really give something back instead of always taking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you find what you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Did you get your foot in the door?&lt;br /&gt;Can you look at yourself and feel proud of all the things you've done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you inspire the ones that you knew?&lt;br /&gt;Make a difference to those who knew you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally figure out what it is that makes us who we are today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;You know I know where you get one&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;To do anything you haven't done &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;Did you always give it your best?&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you regret?&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;If you could have another shot at it all would you do it just the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;Was it all you thought it could be?&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;Are you the person you thought you would be?&lt;br /&gt;(Did you?)&lt;br /&gt;Or did it feel like you were spinning your wheels instead of moving forward every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this song rox. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110302527858425544?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110302527858425544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110302527858425544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110302527858425544' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110250224002593549</id><published>2004-12-08T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T18:37:20.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been so dull ever since sunning of ropes. &lt;br /&gt;but dull is quite gd coz its peaceful n u get to tink alot. but overthinking will put alot of stress on urself. n u will go mad. dat's wad happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;i tink my brain has been taking in alot of information ever since i entered cedar.&lt;br /&gt;my brain wants me to accomplish so many things. n dat drives me mad bcoz some things cant b accomplished as there is lack of time or space. or is impossible. but nothing is impossible. dat is my motto. yes i can fly. watch me.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to tp mac to meet up wif d syikin and d sarah. we sort of did homework for 2 hours. but we chatted alot. mostly abt ARIES. teehee. n oso abt secret meetings at ntuc fairprice and sci-fi crap. n DUNCAN ANG. n CLARENCE LIM. n NOELINE LEE. ahahahaha. nwaes we're thinkin of havin a sqd thrashing session among d sqd. yes. bcoz u see. we can cry. but how many cry, realise and take action? yes, how many bertaubat pple? n in order to chg we muz chg ourselves first. but how many of us noe dat we haf attitude problem? we dun tink many. n oso we made a list of d sqd problems n ders alot. n d problems can mostly b solved by chging d sqd's mentality. &lt;br /&gt;nwaes we want d sqd to confess to wad dey tink each sqdmate's problem n weakness is.&lt;br /&gt;thing is rite...got some sensitive pple. later dey cry ah. den very hard la. alamak. but nvm in dis crazy world. muz learn not to b sensitive bcoz u cannot survive lyddat. romantic sensitive can la. lyk me. haha lyk real. yes u can puke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sitting at macs we went to eat at fork and spoon. n we went to popular after dat. n syikin n i shared dis self-improvement book. its im gifted, so are you. pretty cool. i oredi saw 2 yoda quotes in d book. mayb ders mor? yoda seems lyk a wise guy to me. mayb i shud start watching star wars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin was telling us lame jokes dat din make sense at macs. no we din get it n we din laff. see, my sense of humour is limited. i onli laff at lame jokes dat make sense. syikin's din make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh d sly fans dah paiseh. dey tink sly so terror. but d margin is so wide. i read d newpaper. n his mum masuk jail. ok yay, later at d jolin tsai concert den he will sing wif such emotion dat he'll cry. den he'll go ard touching his fans' faces n doing his screwed trademark face. yay.&lt;br /&gt;ohh my mum so lame.&lt;br /&gt;mum: u noe y sly kalah?&lt;br /&gt;family: why?&lt;br /&gt;mum: pasal dia nyanyi lagu 'anjing'. orang melayu marah lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh i haf alot of time. hu want to hear abt y aries is called aries?!? ehh no one. but nvm i shall juz tell u d story. oh i've always wondered. y d hell do we call ourselves aries after d goat and claim dat it means god of war? ohh my sqdmate has answered my question. its becoz d sqd actually wanted to name ourselves 'ares'. god of war. den got one ma'am say, y dun chg it to aries since it sounds nicer. so its ares but spelt and pronounced aries. so confusing rite? of coz not. n i finally remembered dat day. hahaha. some of us actually wanted nike n some uder funny name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since we're named aries wad is d quality of dis goat sign. i dunno. but i noe one of em is natural leader. ah yes... really hope d whole sqd will b mor leader like. dun depend on d same pple. must show d leader in u. der is a goat in everyone. must let d goat show. ahahahahahah. dat sounds so spas. nvm today i gd mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. hu likes watching DAVE THE BARBARIAN ON STUDIO D ON DISNEYCHANNEL EVERY SATURDAY N SUNDAY AT 10AM???? huever likes watching dat show rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok la bye. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110250224002593549?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110250224002593549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110250224002593549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110250224002593549' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110207471065123123</id><published>2004-12-03T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T19:52:26.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehh pple hu haf been asking me abt pixes. here's d link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v467/psycholar/n0v-dEc%20highlights/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n0v-dEc highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;includes sqd jalan raya, p.sch jalan raya and floorball pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go steal if u haf to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110207471065123123?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110207471065123123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110207471065123123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110207471065123123' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110198769850503258</id><published>2004-12-02T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T19:41:38.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! can update. dec holidays i damn slack can! i go online alot redi! every evening until nite muz b online. hmm...mayb coz got alot of stuff going on. n i cant wait for sch to reopen!!!!! lyk real lyddat. i havent finish my hw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhs yest went jln raya wif p.sch frens. sid,husy,rai,syaz,har,fat,rad and i! had diarrhoea in the morning.alamak.everyday haf diarhoea seh..macam mana tak boring!den we went total 8 houses i tink.yeah.den everywer we go got green.green baju green juice.n husy wore pink.she supporting sly even tho she not.i wore orange.so i not supporting anybody.har wore purple so she supporting gay.rai wore green.she taufik fan man.the most shiok house we went to was mardhiah's!hah.n we took app. 10 minutes to take a pix.we go der n it was damn farny.n usher is her bf.good.we went cikgu zubaidah's house!so nice!long time nvr see her!but we din go cikgu yati's hse.she always nvr ans our calls n nvr reply our smses.always at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den at nite had SI.can i say it was damn farny?d starting,so taufik comes in a chevrolet.n sly comes on a motobike wif a gay driving him.wow.n sly was singing its my life.n we (my family) were juz thinking...he's constipated.his face was even mor screwed up den our faces in camp!we nvr shit for 3 days mayb he nvr shit for 1 mth oredi.god noes la.but his face has been lyddat for ages.he had problematic childhood.mayb din lyk to shit much.den he oso hisap ponteng alot.tengok la muncung dier yg perempuan gilerkan itu.n den...haiyah.gurmit asks taufik wad he has been doing rite?he shud say"ohh,i've been plucking my eyebrows!"den gurmit shud say"oh really?!?me too!!!but my one mor nicer.but nvm, i dun haf to toss a coin tonite!" pure lameness.&lt;br /&gt;nwaes.i was damn shocked.my mom asked me to vote for taufik for her.she say"vote for taufik 10 times after each song for me ok?"i was lyk...wth.n den my mum say"aiyah nvm later i pay u back"n my father was lyk...wth oso.so i had to vote 30 times for taufik for my mum using my hp..n d taufik fans kat belakang semua makcik makcik pakai tudung.hahah.lucky my mum not der.HAH!taufik won.gd lah.both get recording contract.non can go world idol.no big diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today haf floorball competition.woots!kaes we din win ok.budden we're still winners at heart!k dey tried dey're best.n den..we were lyk d onli sch cheering alot.which was cool.n den i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;MAYFLOWER SEC TOILET DAMN CLEAN AND NICE!&lt;br /&gt;hahaahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;we went yishun met sec 3 ma'ams hu went bowling comp.den we eat at KFC.after dat went popular den went take crazy pictures in public at d MRT station n went home.&lt;br /&gt;hey floorballers dun feel so down kaes!u guys rocked d...basketball court!n u still do lah!k..u my sqdmate man.u all r winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes today very d wads la actually.my temper damn high or my mood damn unpredictable?n wen dat happens i always try to b cool.but i still feel pain.izit im too hard on myself?izit im too hard on my sqdmates?izit im too perfectionist?haiz..im so happy i got syaz.always can get her to listen n help me.damn she understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes.i haf something to voice out.my mum always says.kaum melayu selalu tidak berani.tidak berani hendak hidup.tidak berani hendak memberi pendapat.tidak berani menjawap soalan.tidak berani berdiri di atas kaki sendiri.selalu nak relak one corner.malas...money fall from the sky ah.wad..bagi orang cine saja take charge.always one to b d same old same.dun wan to move on.but i dun bilif in such things ok.its quite true dis days.but wad the hell.if i have too i dun care.wad dey say abt us dey can say lah.wad dey tink abt us dey can say lah.look at taufik.anak melayu,menang jugak SI.tak impossible.y izit dat kita selalu kene discriminate.does dat happen all d time?n y izit so?tengok ah..takde kerja kan..duduk la bawah blok isap rokok.hah...yang lain,takut ini takut itu.always afraid to take up challenges. can nvr b succesful!but no ok. dats gotta stop.dats gotta chg.im tokin abt how masyarakat melayu is as a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n as for me..if im soo determined to achieve something n it hurts hoping. i dun give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it hurts ok.everytime u hope for something it hurts.y does it hurt?coz of d possibility of not achieving it.y does it hurt?coz u want it so bad.y does it hurt?it hurts it hurts.coz wen u try so hard n den poof!nothing happens.u want to see it happening but it doesnt happen.n u noe wad..dats exactly how d ma'ams feel.n dey feel it even worst.im juz toking abt d sqd's attitude n behaviour as a whole.four of us.sat down.observed and reflected.n dis was wad we came up wif.ohh n its not abt floorball if u thot i was tokin abt dat.its abt our ATTITUDE AND BEHAVIOUR.dat includes.dicipline and etiquette....n mayb something else.wdv dat is practical la.&lt;br /&gt;n we hope u haf not forgotten dat day.dat day..d day wer we received sweet chocolates n heart piercing words to top dat off.we hope all of u nvr forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz u noe damn annoying wen u see ur sqdmate lyk juz dun care again!lyk wad..u keep reminding dem..n dey dun give a damn.sometimes pple haf to b damn starightforwad to get d msg in.but d msg will still come out.y?!?y izit always betta said den done?man..i hate dat quote. coz its sooo freaking true!n dis refers to not all but some.but still,its d whole sqd.n u tink ok,u tink if it is a ma'am feeling all dis n not ur sqdmates. how much worst will it be? im sure d ma'ams feel even worst den ur sqdmates orh.ur sqdmates yg betul betul nak maju semua dah boring pasal yg lain tak dengar cakap.aper lagi kalo kau punya ma'am seh.hah! &lt;br /&gt;will translate dat. "ur sqdmates hu r really determined n r actually doin something to help r frustrated oredi bcoz d rest all dun wan to do d same. n if it was a &lt;br /&gt;ma'am...hah!"&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.b patient la.k..muz b patient.muz put on a smile...n do things.if it doesnt happen keep on trying.coz nothing can b perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...im so exhausted on typing. vented my dunno wad feeling out. its not anger. k its anger. its anger hurt guilt and i dunno d rest. damn some of us care so much some dun. hrmm...im so tired of typing. longest entry so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...u cant regret ur actions in d past. bcoz dey r wad made u hu u r today.&lt;br /&gt;so sqdmates. nvr say u suck, dun regret wdv bad things u've done. juz pls..for heaven's sake juz move on, change n try harder! we'll b beside each uder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls dun get offended by my entry. im juz....feeeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110198769850503258?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110198769850503258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110198769850503258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110198769850503258' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110180691706769667</id><published>2004-11-30T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:28:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now im sitting in front of my puter, wanting to blog.&lt;br /&gt;but i haf no idea wad to start with.&lt;br /&gt;ders too many things too say.&lt;br /&gt;so many emotions jumbled into one.&lt;br /&gt;so many unsaid words.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel good dis way.&lt;br /&gt;i dun haf to say dem. &lt;br /&gt;i juz want to feel dem and i nvr want to stop feeling dem. &lt;br /&gt;these unsaid words n maelstrom of emotions shall b my source of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;i will always look back to dis day i will move on n take my stride. &lt;br /&gt;n i want dem to noe n feel d same too.&lt;br /&gt;coz i cant do without dem...i cant do without dem beside me.&lt;br /&gt;bcoz we're aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will stop. i will listen. i will understand. i will learn. n i will remember. &lt;br /&gt;but i will not shed tears.&lt;br /&gt;i will not shed tears until i feel pain, love and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;n i must remember dis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must try our very best never to disappoint dem. its a heartache to both of us. its a heartache to dem wen we disappoint dem. n we will feel d same wen we see dem disappointed. dey care so much for us...n dis is wad we give dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on. we can do it! i noe we can. we noe we want dis! one day, we want the same...our names to b next to leo, spectrum, hermes and crater! and after crater im sure delphinus we'll do the same gd job in leading us too. we noe after enduring 3 days in camp with dem. n we nvr want cedar np to drop to silver unit. we just want to b like our ma'ams. wow..look at dem..we can say dat we tink their so..."godess-like". den we must strive. we r lance corporal now! we must show dat we deserve dis. we want d future sec 1s to tink d same! so start working hard sqdmates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love aries&lt;br /&gt;aries aries&lt;br /&gt;and i love delphinus&lt;br /&gt;delphinus delphinus&lt;br /&gt;and i love crater &lt;br /&gt;crater crater&lt;br /&gt;and i love cedar np!&lt;br /&gt;i love u np!&lt;br /&gt;and if its quite alrite&lt;br /&gt;i need u np!&lt;br /&gt;until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;i love u np!&lt;br /&gt;smile with me wen i say...&lt;br /&gt;i love u np!&lt;br /&gt;and if its quite alrite&lt;br /&gt;i need u np!&lt;br /&gt;until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;i love u np...&lt;br /&gt;cedar np...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love aries!&lt;br /&gt;LA!LALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;i love aries!&lt;br /&gt;LAAAA!LALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;i love aries!&lt;br /&gt;LA!LALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;and now u love aries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're the only one &lt;br /&gt;I'd be with 'til the end &lt;br /&gt;When I come undone &lt;br /&gt;You bring me back again &lt;br /&gt;Back under the stars &lt;br /&gt;Back into your arms"&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/6551644-110180691706769667?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110180691706769667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110180691706769667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110180691706769667' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110164546716519051</id><published>2004-11-28T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:09:17.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was sad...it was fun but sad. we were known as individuals! felt we were unnecessarily angering and wasting our ma'ams time. could really tell d day we collected our life dat sec 3 ma'ams were very excited abt camp and really wanted it to b a sucess. budden we spoilt it wif our attitude. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;budden camp was still enjoyable. wahh everything first time. rock climbing so shiok. switch side window oso! aahh! i love dat! den d field cooking competition. n campfire..dunno la. i felt dat d NCO campfire d uder time was mor enjoyable. mayb coz tired oredi..dun even noe weder its as enjoyable as any uder campfire. budden sec 3 ma'ams did a real gd job in planning d camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den yesterday, after being scolded by ma'ams after campcraft. dis ex-CI came up to us. she said things dat made some of us want to cry coz it was touching. felt so sad. wish one day we cud b just like our ma'ams, our role models. nxt year we oredi haf to become role models to juniors. im scared.&lt;br /&gt;den our NCOs really trying very hard to make us improve to d expected standard. dey love us so much. den we must all try very best to pay back all dat dey're doing to help us. most of us realise and love dem as much too budden we r not showing it. wahh im crying oredi. today after returning home. i cried  a few times thinking of camp and ma'ams. remembering camp n our ma'ams' fed up faces. remembering dis ma'am hu had looked like she had cried out of frustration but still keeping a cool and positive face. remembering and reflecting wad our NCOs told us dat hurt. remembering wad d ex-CI said. i juz cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wen we wanted to go home it started pouring. so i called my bro up to fetch us. so we sat down n toked. so now we noe dat everybody hu go to camp become constipated. n find every means and ways to fart secretly. lyk...if u cant sleep at night u continue farting until ur satisfied hoping dat nobody smells. or accidentally farting while doing vigorous activities den sec 3 ma'am was der and heard. or farting during pt and everytime ma'am ask to drop 20 or wdv. everyone wud b too busy to notice anyway. n we stuff ourselves so much during camp. ahah! disgusting. want to shit but cannot. my onli 2 fav. camp food are hot milo and longan!&lt;br /&gt;den we toked abt our sec 2 ma'ams. not gossiping la juz wad we did wif dem or wad we observe abt dem. hahaha. very farny. nwaes all sec 2 ma'ams r nice. none of dem r evil la. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes i tink d most sensible and sharp people of our sqd are jeniffer and  miang joo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r promoted! shruti oso. dat girl...do we even noe her la. she dun even care abt us. we dun feel any mutual sqdmate connection thing with her. n la..she's our sqdmate. rite la. so frustrating! grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. wont forget our first annual camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foyer farting mayhem -syaz noes-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110164546716519051?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110164546716519051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110164546716519051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110164546716519051' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110139699041671060</id><published>2004-11-25T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T23:36:30.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i finished packing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the start of camp! feeling so excited...scared too. hu isn't. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today had AP. ahhahaha. yay last part so fun! so nice. at d start we all so dead...den at d end we liven up. den ma'am li wen, ohh man she very...dunno d word la. but its a gd word. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tonite my bro so nice. he give me his army rope to practise my knots. den he oso brought back a big paperbag frm work. so damn big, i had to shorten d handle. he oso lend me his jacket. HAHA. n my mom so farny. i told her abt annual camp. den she say wen doing sentry duty baca ayat kursi. i asked y, ada hantu? den she say malam malam ada setan banyak. HAH. of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes. i scared my boots not shiny enuff. i polish polish...using d best way taught. i still dunno weder shiny enuff. a person lyk me, can nvr tell d diff between very very shiny boots n juz shiny boots...i haf no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read ma'am kam's blog. her course so interesting. but she must be feeling damn scared. haha. must be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im off to camp tmr! yeah, i can survive camp. i must survive camp! camp is gonna b fun...if u haf d right mindset. haha. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110139699041671060?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110139699041671060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110139699041671060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139699041671060' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110111495997012267</id><published>2004-11-22T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:15:59.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished labelling my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently it came out in the news abt sly's mum's scandal. how stupid manx. i tink ltr pple will all sympathise him n start voting alot alot. n den sly will win SI! yay! macam dah. if he win everybody including the judges will cry man. hmmm...tink dey shud come up with an even sadder story abt taufik. say, make up some stupid story abt taufik dulu mat kental sama gang dia duduk bawah jembatan main gitar. pasal family dia dulu miskin. orang lalu sedekahkan duit. or something...den taufik haf an equal chance of winning rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went batu pahat with family to visit some yoyot n yayi n their family for hari raya. my dad's side la. den we eat together with cats and flies. den i went home..at night i get diarrhoea until dis morning. n har sms me last minute say dey want to jln raya wif p.sch frens. kentut la, lyk i want to. so malas dah nye terberak berak. budden in d morning i ate d charcoal pill den i went sch in cedar uniform(coz i miss wearing it) n buy books. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home n went to pasir ris to buy annual camp stuff. den der got alot of mats and minah going jalan raya. hahaha. so farny i want to laff. y do mats always hafta make fools out of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Infatuation is a strange thing. &lt;br /&gt;     A bony creature thin with feeding on itself. &lt;br /&gt;     It is addicted not to its subject, but to its own vain hunger &lt;br /&gt;     And needs but a pretty face to fuel its rampant imagination. &lt;br /&gt;     It's humid couch and sweaty palms. &lt;br /&gt;     It's fleshy carpets ablaze with conquest. &lt;br /&gt;     But when conquering is complete, &lt;br /&gt;     the blood leaves its limbs and it becomes disenchanted. &lt;br /&gt;     Disappointed even to the point of disgust &lt;br /&gt;     with its subject, who sits then, like a hollow trunk, &lt;br /&gt;     emptied of its precious cargo &lt;br /&gt;     and left to fade like defeated naval ships. &lt;br /&gt;     A seed relieved of its transparent husk, &lt;br /&gt;     to dissolve finally on a rough and impatient tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     -Jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right? wad it means to say to me, is dat infatuation is a complete waste of time and energy and ur not really in love with the person. so y bother.&lt;br /&gt;haha. kupeng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110111495997012267?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110111495997012267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110111495997012267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110111495997012267' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110088377123892645</id><published>2004-11-20T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T01:05:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid la SI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sly got in. alamak. singapore tak tahu vote lerrr. kalo sly menang habislah...SI dikenal sebagai pertandingan nyanyi orang cheena. ahhhh. macam mana orang tak marah. tone deaf tu semua! tak guna la.... budak budak ingusan vote sly...macam saja! pandai pandai lah. nxt week kite tengok cam mane. seleng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...for a moment i thot i sounded so budak kental. memang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yest went jln raya wif sqdmates. went 10 houses!&lt;br /&gt;dey were hitting my butt. dey say my butt very compacted. wad d heck does dat mean man. i onli noe my butt very big n fleshy. reached home at 9.15. family still havent&lt;br /&gt;come back den went sleep. mmmm....so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wake up. got training! HAHAH! soaking of firewood! yay...was grped wif 2 sec 2 ma'ams n yati. nice la. den we ask dem alot of Qs.&lt;br /&gt;den i got splinter. den ma'am took out wif d help of anoder ma'am..after duno how long. got to tok to d ma'am. yay! haha. i love my NCO. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*(i dun lyk naming ma'ams in my blog anymor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk dats all for today. was in an ok n jolly mood. budden my bro spoil my mood wen we jln raya tonite. urgh. he always tink lowly of me. i told him i got a splinter n he said i dunno how to buat kerja. wtf la, lyk real lyk dat. lyk he damn pro. sit at home watch tv, i do d work. wtf la. n getting splinter shows dat i dunno how to handle firewood which means i cannot do anything. wtf la he. everytime say i canot do work. den after dat he hafta go tuduh me again for not asking a stupid damn question which caused a lil confusion in d petrol station. den he say again..i dunno how to do anything. wtf! grrr. but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny toh is MAGNETO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110088377123892645?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110088377123892645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110088377123892645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110088377123892645' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110060364816504372</id><published>2004-11-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T01:06:24.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a farny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had safety first test. quite hard. general knowledge. if i had driving licence i might haf gotten full marks.&lt;br /&gt;i rmbered start of d day somebody said something abt me dat kinda sounded lyk she tinks im fake. im not fake n acting damnit. blahx. i dun do things for d sake of fame or promotion or attention or wdv. make me sound shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat syaz, haslina n sarah n i went to watch princess diaries at eng wah. wanted to go j8 but we wudnt haf d cinema to ourselves n oso we wanted to eat banquet so bad so we decided go tp. den we watch watch. n its so selenga la d show. hahaha. dat stupid ang moh guy singing in chinese. n oso d guy giving stupid timing. hahaha i laffed so much.. i love crap shows. d guy haf nice eyes but... alah..nowadays i dun find myself going crazy over cute boys la. cannot b bothered. waste my time onli. oso lyk i interested in boys ah... i onli love chester n mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went banquet!i ate korean ramen! but i prefer simei's one. d chicken mor nicer. den we laff laff laff. den went home. with syaz. syaz is nice! i ask her to study my behaviour n habits to find out hu......ah nvm. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin jalan ltr. den tmr got training! im both scared n excited! cant help feeling d high of anticipating np! n oso d high of being scolded by ma'ams. its so exhilarating! its so nice..... LA!i love np.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she was&lt;br /&gt;So sad and confused was she&lt;br /&gt;So fearful and discontented was she&lt;br /&gt;She sits there, body so lifeless&lt;br /&gt;She continues her delusions&lt;br /&gt;Wild goose chases to find herself&lt;br /&gt;To find what she left behind&lt;br /&gt;Forming effervescent lies&lt;br /&gt;Of what she wants to be&lt;br /&gt;So madly she ponders&lt;br /&gt;And tries to simplify&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of one deep desire&lt;br /&gt;The desire for true love&lt;br /&gt;The uncouth truth she wants&lt;br /&gt;But can’t seem to find&lt;br /&gt;Sick of everything in place&lt;br /&gt;The desolate life she leads&lt;br /&gt;She’s hidden far, far away&lt;br /&gt;That she knows but can’t accept&lt;br /&gt;That she fears but can’t stop&lt;br /&gt;When will love bestow upon her?&lt;br /&gt;When will she see the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Where love endlessly orbits&lt;br /&gt;When, She asks.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to make it stop&lt;br /&gt;To stop all menacing thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Making the surreal seem so real&lt;br /&gt;But here she still is&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken and forlorn&lt;br /&gt;Not taking in any stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110060364816504372?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110060364816504372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110060364816504372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060364816504372' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110028634219333979</id><published>2004-11-13T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T03:08:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gd morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u critters r asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2am something, im not sleeping yet. i cant tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not after crying my eyes out to dis song for mor than half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;i replayed d song over n over again n started crying over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot find any reason as to why im doing such time consuming things. at least its betta than going mad over sylvester rite?...&lt;br /&gt;d song is very mellow n low-key but its quite sad n meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;i feel mad.no, i was mad.im not angry...just zingy.im glad.so gleeful n gay.yay.&lt;br /&gt;it rhymed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes juz cant slp lar. my brain is alive n active..i shud b doing hw now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my specs fixed today. d uncle was very nice. i like it wen normal pple do simple deeds. really makes up someone's day. its very nice.&lt;br /&gt;very gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head juz blew off today in d changing room after training. it blew off n din wanto come back but i managed to fix it back once i reached home. i haf a tendency to get very angry, especially at my sqdmates. very sorry. very bad. n once it was fixed back it fell into inactivity (which means i slept) n den i woke up coz of syikin's sms. n she wanna b d godmother of kerenteng. so go kerenteng, makan kentang!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate gurmit sigh..wait how u spell his name ah? he very lame n annoying. he's not fit to b d host of SI. ryan seacrest wanna-be. he bapak bapak oredi oso wannna act farny. he so seleng man. by right daniel ong shud b d host..some1 young lar. damn annoying man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daphne is out. she's cute la actually. but she hasnt got d X-factor man! if sylvester win SI i will cry lyk hell. dat guy has such a wide fan-base. n dey all consist of tone-deaf screaming teenagers. alamak...annoying sey. he's not even hot la...lyk he can sing dat nice. i lyk to critisize la. but nvm ah. i critisize myself too...but in a mor ego way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr hari raya oredi! rite? i mean...a day ltr. its on 14th rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya! maaf zahir batin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i keep secrets dat i hate, i make promises dat i wish to break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mayb ders really a reason y im awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im awake...so let's bake cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. i love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110028634219333979?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110028634219333979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110028634219333979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110028634219333979' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-110009393424593161</id><published>2004-11-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T21:38:54.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>garrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so annoyed. dey're calling me a freaking mother of wdv la. hmph. im not very old. alamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm lar. words will nvr hurt me. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah!!!! i dun love u lah! u r very bad. i nvr loved u..how come u say i love u since forever?! alamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com has been screwed for a very long time. onli a week. my bro finally fixed it tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training has been fun. some ma'ams cute some scare me. dunno arh.&lt;br /&gt;drills was farny! hahaha. dat blangadeshi guy realli farny. n everytime syikin retold me d incident i start laffin lyk wads. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we got bitten by mosquitoes. i tink dat woke us up lar. act. its not games! its d mosquito bites! tell d ma'ams nxt time...we get mor mosquito bites n we shall wake up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annual camp is coming! today d ma'ams scared us! by telling us sad stories abt their experiences. make me realise again. &lt;strong&gt;we r very pampered n spoilt&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. obvious larh. but lyk one ma'am said d uder day...she said something abt positive outlook n surviving d camp. HEH. n she say after camp we will either b mor enthu or mor scared of NP! heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alah...some pple scared oredi. one runaway to india dun wan come back. bathe in ganges river. hope she nvr comes back la... very d wads man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dey say we &lt;strong&gt;very smart&lt;/strong&gt;! haha. dey say we learn very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very sad...coz im so sian larh. n i m seeking company frm my com. n everybody on msn so quiet. rarrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i berdosa. bcoz i killed a beetle in d morning n its bulan puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raarrr......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i m freaked out! i m freaked out by many things. i m &lt;strong&gt;so angry&lt;/strong&gt;. wah sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u must love to be loved. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-110009393424593161?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110009393424593161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/110009393424593161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110009393424593161' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109957760838445750</id><published>2004-11-04T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T22:13:28.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE PREVAILS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for without love the world cannot go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is too much hate n suffering going on in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we need a lil mor lovin kissin n huggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for every single being on earth makes a diff in d world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n too bad bush is re-elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no...pls no mor bush troops sent into iraq. no....no mor osama attacks. no...no mor gossip n hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to everyone in the world. if U or i die tmr i may not haf a chance to tell U how much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love u!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may b a family, a fren, a classmate i haf nvr been close to, a teacher, a ma'am, or juz a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u all haf chged me n taught me something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcoz being a human being on earth U play a part in preventing pollution, preventing extinction of living things, preventing war n U must love if not 35 yrs frm now we will all die for der will b no love for d plants to grow n blossom, thus no food for poor animals to eat. no love for d poor thus dey shall suffer, oso dey haf no food. coz all cows n chickens n fruits will die. of coz no love for d environment = ooh toxic waste. we shall breathe in carbon monoxide n carbon dioxide n all uder gases except oxygen. n y? bcoz no plants to produce oxygen. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n we shall all die&lt;/span&gt;. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh glory of god pls fill our lives with love n kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*- - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daphne sux man. she's so boring. she dunno how to use her unique voice. i want her out tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink leandra's beginning to suck too. she got nice voice. but she's not soulful enuff man. boring oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i onli lyk olinda! ooh man she rox. love her voice. n she act got nice curvy bod only her arms r bigger n she's a quite chubby. but dats nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis n i tink dat taufik pluck his eyebrows. coz he has such nicely sculpted eyebrows. eeeeeeeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicely sculpted eyebrows : compliment&lt;br /&gt;plucking of eyebrows: sounds gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm its d talent dat counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. OC rox. bye pple. i love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok if u hate me. i still love u.&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/6551644-109957760838445750?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109957760838445750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109957760838445750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109957760838445750' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109931486914293526</id><published>2004-11-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T21:14:29.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im updating la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy! haha...i got back my card holder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost it yest b4 walkathon in d taxi. inside got ez link n my library card. n empty cash card. took taxi wif BH to sch coz we late oredi. realised i was in d taxi my uncle drove. HAHA. so stupid la..den we were tokin n laffin in malay. poor BH dun understand. den i unconsciously left my cards in d taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me was very worried during d walkathon. after dat i force my bro to fetch me. took taxi first wif syikin sarah n yati to tanjong pagar mrt. taxi driver was a replica of cikgu noorsani. woots. sarah lyked it. i had to wait for my bro at mrt for half an hour. stupid. den had to follow my bro n mom to ikea. ahh..had to walk all ard. after dat went to expo metro warehouse sale. sometimes apt comes into great use wen shopping. i bought new sports bra for onli $8. so cheap. sale mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today training ok ah. lyked d ncos hu took us today. ma'am gaurie took my grp for drills. she damn cute or wad la. ooops&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. sharron is so bad. kept laffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im getting rashes on my back. seems like im allergic to somethin man. wdv it is. tent pitching is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im getting used books at very cheap price frm kak faizah n maria! which is very nice. haha. thanx pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HASLINA!&lt;br /&gt;my ex-daughter. hmph. n happy birthday to all those uder pple hu's b'day is on tis day oso. err...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taufik ah..dunno la his face remind me of a bear plus a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.J rox. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin is a martian.:-[ :-[ :-[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah likes bertepek-haired pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i m liberated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye pple u will not see anoder update until i d nxt time i want to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Older people shouldn't eat health food, they need all the preservatives they can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109931486914293526?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109931486914293526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109931486914293526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109931486914293526' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109880166194172786</id><published>2004-10-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:41:01.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i havent run away pple. i juz took a long break frm d stress of d blogging world. n i haf been fruitfully spending time watching animal planet n discovery channels. call dat fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n no i do not seriously haf a prob. d blogging world is unhealthy n im trying my best to avoid it tanisha! blogs = gossip, crap, misunderstandings, extra irrelevant info, offensive topics. which leads to no peace n prosperity in dis free world of ours. blahx. i will not start my mother goose babble ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had etiquitte workshop thing. n we got some guy named R S Danny. he thot us of 1st impression. so according to my analytical gay/or not sense, danny had given me a 1st impression dat he IS gay. ooh yeah. he came in wearing hipsters n a long sleeved ermmm office shirt wif pink roses at d front back n side. wth dats so gay ok. wad kind of guy wears pink roses to work??? n he's soo tall he muz me an ex-model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ltr on...he's quite interesting la...(syikin finds great interest in wdv he taught today). n for d last 7 seconds i conclude dat danny is not a gay. hey he's straight ok. juz dat he looks n dresss gay which is juz soo gay. he taught us abt all d skincare beauty tips n wad nots n even he practices it. n all his fashion sense nonsense. he's a metrosexual. which is lyk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do not look down on dem. hu say guys cannot pamper themselves n look gd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat..ms tan gave a long lecture abt some crap stuff. ms tan say we all haf talents n we shud pursue dem. she tokin crap la....half of d class dun even noe wad a talent is n dunno dey haf such talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin comes up with NASI. 1n, a, s n i. all those brainy-os competing against each uder coz their juz so goddamn brainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch mumu syikin n i got splashed wif water by incoming vehicles. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg sleep. its late. n i haf no idea if im comin to sch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: to some pple. if u write to me...fat hope dat i will write back. trying to save paper here.......yeah rite. its juz a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boriqua, Morena, Dominicano, Colombiano&lt;br /&gt;Boriqua, Morena, Dominicano, Colombiano&lt;br /&gt;Oye Mi Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6551644-109880166194172786?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109880166194172786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109880166194172786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109880166194172786' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109818874114479383</id><published>2004-10-19T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T20:38:43.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kupeng kupeng kupeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging. y do i even bother? ermm..coz im bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh. duuno. im bored. wads on tv tonite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing nice......TRL? wait.................AFTER SKOOL ROCKS! 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact of the day: i dun read 90% of d blogs i used to read anymore. y?.....its either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) boring. juz lyk i dun bother reading my own blog. its boring.&lt;br /&gt;2) i go blind simply by reading d 1st paragraph. some blogs dun even haf a 1st para!&lt;br /&gt;3) crap. i dun read crap.&lt;br /&gt;4) i dun understand u. hu understands u man?!? i noe i dun... y bother rambling. go commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;5) sorry. im juz not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng. B4 its crap. i onli scored well in my compo abt endurance thing. dats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher malay. B4. my mum laffed reading my karangan. its primary sch work. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths C6. ms tan said im sitting on d fence. yay. my mom says if i lose one mark. i become humpty-dumpty hu break his shell. aiyah i got 50 lar. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science. A2. my onli A. yahh sure wdv. act. im happy wif science. coz i mugged memorizing all d crap. n i realise im pretty gd at memorizing crap. but d formula part is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit. B3. ARGH. one mor mark i get A2. 1 mark can totally make a diff. i scored well in question 2. dats nice. my unseen poem is bad la. i got my simile wrong. n 1C got highest for lit. ...n i thot my class wud nvr achieve anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left wif history. i really hope i score well for history. coz i memorized all d freakin crap well. i nd to get a gd grade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we watched some movie. some movie which inspired syikin. something to do wif after sch. wif jacelyn tay. its a nice movie. but y isit so freakin NC-16???? its damn violent mann.. lyk wth...exhibiting brutality n cruelty to living things n such.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. its crazy.&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/6551644-109818874114479383?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109818874114479383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109818874114479383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109818874114479383' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109792376551222711</id><published>2004-10-16T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:49:25.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. ok i decided to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. today we went to graduation day. sharron says im attracted to her. oh lyk haha. sure i do. i find ur hair nice to touch. so d graduation thingy was ok. d kebabs juz cant stop taking picture even tho dey noe dey'll juz get mini sized apples n such. so yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im sure u can get d scoop abt graduation day frm sec 4 blogs. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so now im gonna tell u a story abt 2 of my greatest frens hu haf NO SENSE OF DIRECTION AT ALL. i repeat. NO SENSE OF DIRECTION AT ALL. dey r...*drumroll*....&lt;br /&gt;SYIKIN N HARYANI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after d graduation day thing we decided to go to j8 n guess wad? we keep getting lost. oklah..mayb its oso my fault. but we din get literaly lost la. stuff we did to show juz how dumb we r:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)kebabs wanting to go j8 but walking towards right gate instead of left gate to 100,135,155 bustop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)taking 135 n forgetting to get down at d right bustop bcoz kebabs were too busy chatting away. so smart kebabs had to get down at ang mo kio mrt. luckily bishan is onli 1 stop away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)at j8. walking towards escalator which goes down n kebabs wanted to go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)after movies n neos. kebabs wanting to go up again but walked towards d same escalator dat goes down again. stml pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)taking d MRT to marina bay..passing city hall on d way. took MRT back to city hall wen can go to raffles MRT to chg MRT. n wen at city hall MRT took east-west line towards boon lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) n we realised dat we're on d wrong train onli after hary actually opened her eyes for us. so damn we got down at wer? werever. n took d right train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...we watched oujia board. damn was dat movie crappy. d ghost has long hair as usual n yah as usual d ending tergantung. lyk almost every korean n japanese ghost stories haf stupid endings. grrr... so frust. syikin got frust coz d ghost can still kiss n romance wif d teacher. how stupid??? but syikin says d movie rox. ok la. its ok. mayb quite interesting..but stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid143/p85f6b568b825789bc549376687d9173e/f6a06310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok take a look at dis neo. do u agree it tells a story? i noe its too spastic to tell a story. so lets analyse..hrmm...ok so har looks lyk a freak. im sleeping wif my mouth open? n syikin is psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well d story is...har is a ghost named...In SOOk. n she's coming to get us. so i uhh..im dead oredi. im suppose to b a zombie. n now har's out to get syikin! AAAHHH! n syikin doesnt seem scared at all. she seems to b enjoyng it really. she look lyk chi go pek..very psycho face... well see those pretty flowers over our heads. dats apple blossoms. so lyk har got us under dis apple tree. yeah we're lyk so psyched after d inspirational story of d apple tree. uh huh. so yahh she got me first n im lyk doin nothin... n she's gonna get syikin. but syikin is damn excited over dis instead of scared. lyk WOW. she's all hot n bothered oredi. u can see it wif d look on her face. den u muz b wonderin. wth r those words??? well its binsusa wif a ba over my head. err..u go figure dat out urself. onli we noe.....its our lil' secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i made dat all up. except for d binsusa + ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109792376551222711?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109792376551222711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109792376551222711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109792376551222711' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109765773191826310</id><published>2004-10-13T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:55:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lyk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was lyk d last paper. i dunno y pple feel so high after dis paper. i felt nothin. der is no diff in how i feel. coz i noe i still haf....3 mor years to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;dun worry im not paranoid. i will onli celebrate lyk d end of d world after my o'levels. haha.. dats so me. n oso soo lyk my mom. my mom will always b lyk...bla bla bla u still haf a long way to go u cant stop here now. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniways..im feeling so drowsy. i had to b surrounded by hospital walls today. uh huh. i went for a day surgery at changi. yes to cut something somewer..but i shant say coz u no need to noe. yucks i had to chg into hospital clothing n all..haha stinks man. well aniway i tink d surgery was fun. it was sooo cool. its lyk a real operation mann but a tiny small one. yea u noe u noe those operation theatres u see on tv wer its so scary scary. ooh man so cool. den d male surgeon was so cute!!! AHHHH! so charming ok. sheesh. ahaha. so dey cut cut n i din even noe dey cut oredi coz i din feel anythin. juz numb. ahaha. at d end of it d surgeon said i was brave coz...i was so relaxed. n den dey stitch stitch. HAHA. so farny ok...wad figure 8 stitch n bla bla bla. so i juz listened to the 2 surgeons' convos. n i found out d male surgeon was single. ahaha. farny ah. so cute larr. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after d surgery went to foodcourt to watch my parents eat coz i cudnt eat so i juz drank yeo's green tea. i tink i prefer pokka green tea ahz. den i noticed d doctors der most of dem so young n hensem mann. yalarh. but i dun fall for matured old men lar. dun bilif wad sarah says mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..n usher is really hot mann. i really love watching his music videos mann. he dance so cool. so sexy. hah...n i cannot bilif. i really cannot bilif ok...ma'am kamaliah is lyk in love wif taufik. EEEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;no offence lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n monday got apt. yess i tink we in big trouble. no larh...we r already in big trouble la. so we're left wif being punished or somethin. yes? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n saturday going to d graduation day thing. aiyah..syikin is going la..thx to vicky. i want to make her jealous...but cannot oredi. tsk tsk tsk. so juz go der...sit der n look neat? i dunno. yes will look out for sec 4 ma'ams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna fall asleep in...3...2...1................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109765773191826310?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109765773191826310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109765773191826310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765773191826310' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109723245637486241</id><published>2004-10-08T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T18:47:36.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. im too lazy n preoccupied to go online. n wen i do go online i bcome evil bcoz d internet is evil. yes. i dun lyk being evil n reading pple's blog is very stressful. bcoz dey write all kind of crap its juz too much crap for one day. n i dun lyk blogging coz i oso write crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..nowadays i notice myself eating lyk a greedy pig at home. mayb dats coz i cant b bothered to eat in sch coz canteen food sux n oso bcoz i cant b bothered to act eat meals at home. dats y wen it comes to dinner i bcome barbaric. im starving now mann. i got paddle pop in d fridge!! i so long nvr eat paddle pop rainbow mann ever since i was lyk..p3 or somethin. sad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la..i dunno wad to blog abt lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahh..today i finally noe how to pronounce PING GUO properly. syaz taught me so. hahaha. its not dat complicated at all. of coz. syikin wud esp noe how to pronounce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is currently simple n peaceful. n i shall keep it d way it is by doing d simple yet meaningful things in life. AHAHAHA. wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh really lar i dunno wad to blog larh. k nvm larh. i wont blog. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somebody told me you had a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like a girlfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109723245637486241?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109723245637486241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109723245637486241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109723245637486241' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109662627827157967</id><published>2004-10-01T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T18:24:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long nvr update. i will b gd n update a real entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my usual&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at sch was soo giddy lar..had headache. n n i cried during history. cudnt stand it. its juz so....sad. it took me awhile to process dat yayi act. gone. dat hari raya ltr wen i go visit i wont b seeing him. i wont get hear he's thick javanese accent dat is soo comical. i wont b seeing him sit at his rocking chair while watching animal planet. dats juz not gonna happen animor. but dey'll keep replaying in my head until i break down n cry. but i still feel lyk yayi is still here. he's still here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..yest. was very sad. budden it was oso very nice coz i got to see relatives n frens i havent seen for a very long time. n dey all shock wen dey see me. i got to see my paman again. yeah. n den bibik nur was surprised wen i approached her. heh. n amalina is big now. p4. i rmb playing wif her in my room wen she was little n she always took my toys home. ohh n she got bitten by my hamster n blood came oozing out..she din even cry. n i used to b jijah. d youngest. wif long fine hair dat curled near d bottom n was very timid. now im so big n fat. n relatives still call me jijah. frm filzah it transformed to jijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oso now i get to b called bibik by my nephews. im soo old.. but nvm im both young n old. at least im not called wak. hehex. now yayi is gone..must still keep in touch wif uder realtives ehhs. i wanna visit d relatives at surabaya again. its so nice livin in a kampung environment. so peaceful. n dey r oso so nice..n its rather interesting listening to dem speak in thick jawa dat i do not really understand. sad larh...i onli noe a few words n sentences. haha one thing i like abt myself is dat im pure javanese. heyy..did ya noe. melayu in bahasa jawa actually means lari. n so..orang melayu means orang lari. n its true..coz if u say ur pure malay..err ur not really pure malay lah. coz malaysian malay dey were oso frm indonesia or uder parts of south east asia n dey migrated to malaysia. dats wad my mum told me larh. im not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one gr8 news. BABY GIRL GAVE BIRTH TO 4 HAMSTER CUBS TODAY!!! hehex. anoder batch of hamtaros. hope dey survive. so far i haf 8 or 9 hamsters. plus dem it wud b..12 or 13. baby girl is still a teenager. i tink she got raped by either snowball or abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. to syikin n maria, thanks for comforting n being der for me. really appreciated it. haha. i've got such nice kebab frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n d apple artworks r gone!!! ergh! syikin muz b damn happy. hah..i shud've nvr trusted photobucket or tinypic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i m delusional. i've always been delusional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact of the day: bambi is a mousedeer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109662627827157967?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109662627827157967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109662627827157967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109662627827157967' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109627976494139350</id><published>2004-09-27T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T18:09:24.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="nav"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="1" width="3%"&gt;*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED 13TH B'DAY SYIKIN!&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;marquee scrollamount="1" direction="right" width="3%"&gt;*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="behaviour: 'alternate'"&gt;hie syikino! my best pal hu loves apple. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APPLE&lt;/strong&gt;. ahahaha! omg apple rox!.......NOT. AHAHAA. wtverrr. i hope u like d prezzies i gave u. i noe lah i very bad i nvr buy u dat book. but d nicho sparks book oso gd rite??? but nvm i hope ur satisfied wif d carton of apples pple gave u. i tink its a carton...so much redi. u wont haf to go to d doc for a very long time. gd for u. haha. best wishes to u u kebab slacker! DUN SLACK OR I WILL CUT UR HEAD OFF N COOK U IN CURRY. n i will sell ur bones to valele bcoz she needs snow to come falling down on her. happy birthday daughter! luv ya always!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="nav"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="1" width="3%"&gt;*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED 14TH B'DAY FAIZAH!&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;marquee scrollamount="1" direction="right" width="3%"&gt;*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="behaviour: 'alternate'"&gt;hie!!! i wanted to say happy birthday kak faizah again!!! but cannot!..coz u dun allow me to make u sound old...but u R old..i call u faizah lyk i calling my fren lyddat. sounds as bad as calling a ma'am without d ma'am at d front. but wad m i crapping? nvm. juz want to tell u to make u satisfied dat...U R D VERY VERY VERY CHIO. YES. wad m i kidding? d temperature practically rises bcoz of u. act. its bcoz of me oso... nwaes gd lucky with ur streaming. n gd luck with batman oso..i hope he's not dead yet...does he slep wif u? if he does..he shud b dead by now. ohh i betta stop cursing dat poor thing. ltr u kill me. BYE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=belated+birthday/v=2/SID=w/l=IVI/SIG=12njkmr0l/*-http%3A//www.kimandjason.com/e-cards/images/occasional/birthday/belated_birthday.jpg" /&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/6551644-109627976494139350?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109627976494139350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109627976494139350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109627976494139350' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109575772127881597</id><published>2004-09-21T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T00:22:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to our family moving to 101th Apple Street, our postman (ting-a-ling-a-ling), YiOu has presented us wif a few beautiful potraits of APPLE.&lt;br /&gt;n bcoz dearest daughter syikin has gone apples over apples, dey r mostly dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;n no, we r not sabo-ing her. pls do not get offended as der r many apples in d world to start wif. onli U can find d best apple n eat it too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/psycholar/apple8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes pls reach for something red n crunchy lyk apples wen u r feeling low. dey r not onli healthy but also dey're seductive red colour plays a role in keeping u awake n alive. apples r lyk caffeine. do get addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/psycholar/pingou4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i haf explained apples r addictive. dis beutiful potrait shows a worm being stuck in an apple...in uder words, believe n b loyal to apples. cause n apple a day keeps d doctor a day. n dont u realise, all bookworms live in apples. no wonder they're so brainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/psycholar/redapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting dis mesmerising master piece! juz lyk us, u can always find a beautiful heart in every apple. awww......... how touching....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You dear yiou (ting-a-ling-a-ling) for ur generous gifts. we will hang dem in our house. n each time we walk past dem we shall b reminded of apples n u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109575772127881597?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109575772127881597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109575772127881597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109575772127881597' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109550262580742090</id><published>2004-09-18T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T18:17:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Someone's else's time is a terrible thing to waste"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf sumthin to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CELL IS A VERY BUSY PLACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it is. i noe u all noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gluecose is evil.&lt;br /&gt;she has evil intentions tho she is unaware dat dey r evil intentions.&lt;br /&gt;she has too much vanity. but dat is onli human. but even humans noe they're limits.&lt;br /&gt;so i conclude she is not human. she is a type of sugar. she is glucose....known to provide energy for d living cells in our body. but to us 1C-ians. she is only toxic waste. dat is y der is need to drink green tea as it anti-oxidises ur body. so do drink green tea. esp. nutrisoy: fresh soya bean milk with jasmine green tea. green tea contains polysaccharides dat lower blood sugar. which is in uder words..blood glucose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...1C needs its green tea but too bad. ms tan mei mei doesnt feed us wif polysaccharides. in uder words EQUALITY AND DIVERSITY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now..glucose is an internal threat to d living cell, 1C. she may cause diabetes, overobese-ness or unequality to cells (?). yess well...but anyhows...der will b a rebellion against glucose. d salts, water, amino acids, chromosomes, vacuoles n wdv shit u can find in 1C will link together n build an in-permeable cell membrane rebellion. so dat glucose cannot enter our living breathing busy cell world. thus she will perish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see we thot dat our enzyme..ms tan mei mei wud help us to break down glucose. but to hell lah...lyk she will ever..wad a useless piece of enzyme. instead she go side glucose..n cause further clotting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..d living cell, 1C will remain linked, chained, connected n wdv shit..so dat we dun stand a chance against d evil wills of glucose. dare she bcome PC n monitress of 2C 2005. she can go n die. n bcoz we gonna build rebellion against her. nxt year..if 1C is teachers' most hated class n we get getting into trouble.. ms tan mei mei will haf no choice but to regret havin glucose as monitress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n enzyme says dat she is gonna kill 1C on monday. she says glucose is a jewel n she is d jewelerer. yeah rite. glucose is an unpolished jewel. n enzyme, u r too confident in urself too. a jewelerer dat nvr makes money. u onli want U to b heard. n u onli listen to glucose n believe glucose. u dun care wad d rest of d nutrients n parts n chemicals haf to say. u tink we r not worthy of anything. fine den. bcoz 1C do not need an enzyme like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear cell parts hu thrashed glucose on friday. excellent work done. glucose shud b scared to hell n cry lyk a lil baby. n go run to enzyme. her mummy hu always side her. we shall all die on monday but so what. we will always stay as a cell...n die as a cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yiling, d potassium which is a very important mineral to the cell, will not b ostracized n discriminated by enzyme. for potassium has done a gd job in controlling us. we r grateful to potassium. go n decompose glucose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~the end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. but my cell facts r screwed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to sc centre wif 39 uders...d gene fest. SO FUN. ahahax. one of d australian guys look lyk d alien vs predator ...thing. he's head is so weird. but nvm him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n lalala. aiyah. wdv larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohh..tis blog n taggin mayhem is soo wad mann.&lt;br /&gt;lyk wtf... &lt;br /&gt;d internet is an evil place but it cannot b helped.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes some things r best kept to urself.&lt;br /&gt;we do not want mor trouble n we do not do want enmity going on betweeen us bcoz of stupid things, blog entries n anonymous taggers.&lt;br /&gt;it drives both parties mad.&lt;br /&gt;so thou shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wdv..i wont get myself involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes..&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/6551644-109550262580742090?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109550262580742090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109550262580742090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109550262580742090' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109525142608265764</id><published>2004-09-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T20:30:26.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Motivation is not permanent. You need to do something every day to maintain your energy, your focus and your enthusiasm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-RD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice helpful quote yeahs. hahx. i love quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. last 2 days were crazy mannx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest. had pe n sir chin was der!!! ARGH. den we play volleyball mann. n i partner my baobei, baobao. hahax. ehh baobao i very pro in volleyball rite??? i hit in front d ball go bhind, left n right. hahx. n dat sir chin so kpo keep lookin ard n look at us lyk we so freako. ARGH. we noe larh we so pro in volleyball oredi. n i fell on my right butt while dodging d ball man. ahaha n d track was wet. so only my right butt wet d left one dry!!! hahx. sir chin really look lyk shark leh...so cool... kathleen lyks him...TOO. he doesnt look lyk a catfish!!! he looks lyk a shark! catfish is not a shark!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for science we did the MALE REPRODUCTION SYSTEM. ohh mann..males haf so many parts to rmb n draw. so complicating. ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. n yest. i felt so weighed down. i dunno but i worry too much larh. sumtimes i worry so much for pple until i forget abt my own well being. i felt so deprived. hehx. but now i feel much mor betta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MARIA. MARIA U RAWK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehx. n today. for DnT we went lab n did d PTC thing. noeline lee is soo long winded. lalalla. she took such a long time n confused us mor by every sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher malay is nice now. im so glad dis cikgu norsani doesnt make us slack. he's act. nice n interesting. i juz wished d class wudnt tok so much n wud act. pay attention. coz he's act interesting. its juz dat u werent listening...dat u missed d interesting parts. he's farny too. i tink cikgu mahani n norhani r too soft mann. sumtimes i feel we're so rude...hai.. always make noise n always nvr listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den CE. d voting parts. omg lor. my classmates nominated me PC. i soo cannot imagine myself being PC. i told ms tan i scared i cannot cope wif studies n responsibilities den she transferred me to PSL. but i dunno weder i wanna b any of these. nvm i'll go wif d flow. i juz wonder y i see none of my seniors r psl...or i juz dunno. ohh wdv. aiks. i really want muhaina to bcum PC lorr. muhaina ur PC MATERIAL MANN! yepps. n i noe ms tan is gonna nominate glucose mann. glucose gives u cavities. ARGH we dun wan her PC or PSL. n denz syikin is nominated PSL too. hahax. n my baobei, haslina is nominated PC!!! ahahax. i knew it. n i dun understand y d 1N pple dey can juz anyhow try out PSL juz by filling in a form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. so after sch went to TP. main reason was to top up EZ link! yahh n haslina finally got to try d machine. hahas. sorry i pressed d last button for u. den lalalalala. after dat haslina n i parted with syaz n narmadha &lt;s&gt;coz syaz wanted go toilet&lt;/s&gt;. n den went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. nwaes. i've learned to appreciate n treasure pple. n i do not lyk to push someone aside. bcoz i realise dat if i appreciate n respect a person. d person will respect n appreciate me in return. n i've learned to treasure a frenship n a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pple after even being scolded punished or reminded a million times abt sumting..dey still do d same thing. dey nvr learn do dey. not lyk dey cant learn. dey dun wan to make demsleves learn d lesson n not do it again. n i wonder y dey dun wan to make demselves learn n chg demsleves. i dunno. cant answer dat. but its not worth it if a person continue being stubborn abt sumthin n does not try to chg...making d situation betta. its no use to rebel. rebelling gets u nower. its juz a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise dat. &lt;br /&gt;nowadays i realise so many things. i practiacally go mad bcoz of info overload. well i onli write dem down in my blog. so dat dey can b heard. n mayb u can realise dem too. n mayb u can learn sumthin too. i dunno but i feel d world has to chg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahlah i noe u think im juz lyk ur naggy mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah...BYES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109525142608265764?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109525142608265764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109525142608265764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109525142608265764' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109508502863738997</id><published>2004-09-13T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T22:17:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Fear of failure is what fuels me, keeps me on edge and sharp. I'm not as good when i'm comfortable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alex Rodriguez &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. nice quote huhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is first day of sch. AAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i noe alot of pple miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhx so many pple got new hairstyle. SARAH. she cut her hair until so short. i m amused by it. ahahas. her jambul so cute. ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. got back progress report. hrmm failed 2nd maths test n 1st science test. yahh. lucky my mum din blow up. she tink i so gd in higher malay. she doesnt noe dat cikgu give test so chicken lyk shit. n we malay pple slack all day. while d chinese peepsos hardworking lyk shit n dey get their test so hard. i pity dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n mrs noeline lee tink i fold my shirt yet againz. she ask me to lift up n its tuck in. aiyah if pple tuck all d way in oso she ask dem to lift ah. lyk wth la..so obvious dey tuck in den she still suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n science we got MRS GAY back!!! im so happy! yes yes..we haf been suffering in silence in d hands of MR ANG!!! im so happy mrs gay is back. i miss her. n today we learnt the FEMALE REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM. so cool..den we draw draw. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almond nut = ovary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today i made pple smell my hair. actually dey smelled willingly! ahaha...riiite. its mandarin oranges, papaya n starfruit.&lt;br /&gt;~i've got the urge!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.my dad bought australian eggs again. i realise sumthin. wen sumthin is found rare..pple find dem precious n treasure dem. but wen sumthin is so easily found..pple take dem for granted. eg. wen eggs were everywere...pple juz bought em ate em n dun care n mayb waste em. but now dat eggs r rare...dey find dem so precious. my mum bought local eggs for $6 n she told me she din feel lyk cooking dem. she said it felt lyk eating gold. lyk wow. hahas. i noe larh..so precious lyk shit. so i guess pple shud treasure d small things in life lyk eggs. lyk frenship. juz small things dat r often overlooked..lyk deeds or stuff. hrmm...sumthin to ponder abt huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. gtg now mann. byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;drop down n get ur eagle on girl&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109508502863738997?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109508502863738997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109508502863738997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109508502863738997' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109498319855971082</id><published>2004-09-12T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T18:34:34.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"They say dat everything u go thru in ur life, dat is what u become. But then if dats the case yeah, i've become no.1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Estelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyk &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;helooo&lt;/span&gt; peepsos hu come here every once awhile checkin if i updated yet. n today i updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so sad tmr sch reopens! so fast! im still not done on my studyin. im still dead for history n science. n i dun wanna wake up so early. urgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i ponteng madrasah again today. i slept over at dina's new house. i went to visit on friday n saturday. n i slept over on saturday nite. its at corporation rd (jurong). n its a 3 story terese or bungalow. either one. ahahaha. i wish i stayed der n i can walk up n down d stairs n lose weight. ahahaha. n did i mention dat her bedroom is nxt to d toilet? i juz lurve d toilet. amusing. hahs. so her house got a dirty koi pond at d porch. a small backyard to hang clothes n wash dishes. 5 toilets. 6 bedrooms. lyk so big. hahas. last nite watched monster inc on disney channel b4 we got forced to chg to masak apa bcoz of d adults!!! AAHHH! mannx monster inc really cute. n denz at nite dina n i chatted wif maria. hahahas. so farny mann d conversation was pure crap. blehx. n by d time we went to sleep d house was dark oredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm so today woke up n dina n i realise.."WHEEE...its 10.30. we're both late for class".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im at home. n i dun wanna go sch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak faizah is lending me fearless super edition 1!!! wait...im not suppose to call her &lt;strong&gt;kak&lt;/strong&gt; faizah. she dosnt wan to b old. ahahas. i hafta wait in line tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n abt SI. i noe a gay wen i see one. i haf a gay sensor. its a gift. n even if taufik wasnt a pure gay...he's a &lt;em&gt;straight gay&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109498319855971082?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109498319855971082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109498319855971082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109498319855971082' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109474065081427839</id><published>2004-09-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T22:39:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear fakers and posers of the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    can u bunch stop posing as someone or something ur not and fake ur way thru life?!? coz if u do dat comes to show how FAKE u r. lyk fake as in fake...unnatural/nip/tuck. wdv. hell. coz if u think dat by faking u'll be happy in ur life den ur soo wrong. n pple can tell dat ur a poser n dey'll juz secretly laff at ur silly face wen dey see u in action. well at least i do. so u dun want to create a bad impression on urself anyway. unless u seek attention. but dats anoder matter. aniwaes if u bunch tink u need help den u betta get it. the society hates posers n fakers. ....ohmy taufik hidayah of SI is so gay.i cant bilif he got in.the society lurves gay guys... ok offtrack, back to d topic. n yahh pple will find u...hateful? in d end. so juz stop trying to b hu ur not. n if anybody terasa n sedar diri pls dun start sending me hatemail. u can send me fanmail tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your one and only inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY i lyk maia!!! eee...andy joshua. anoder gay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109474065081427839?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109474065081427839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109474065081427839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109474065081427839' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109473648058039431</id><published>2004-09-09T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T21:28:00.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"And, when the stream&lt;br /&gt;Which overflowed the soul was passed away,&lt;br /&gt;A consciousness remained that it had left,&lt;br /&gt;Deposited upon the silent shore&lt;br /&gt;Of memory, images and precious thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from Wordsworth, &lt;em&gt;The Excursion&lt;/em&gt;, Book 7 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. okaes its been ermm..2 days onli since i've updated. im not very keen on updatin n pple dun wanna hear me update on wad i studied anyways.hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NVM. i juz tell u. on mon, tue n wed i did SC MATHS &amp;amp; HISTORY. den today i did onli MATHS. i spend 8 hours everyday studying. dats 1/3 a day. i so lurve myself for dis. i want to do well in my exams every year. i must upgrade myself every year. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yess. yesterday i cook cucur kodok u noe. wonderin wads dat? dats juz d chim name for jemput jemput pisang. AHAHAHAHA. sarah n syikin din noe wad was dat. dey thot it was a frog. haha. n yati says its yummy even b4 tasting it. i noe its yummy coz i cooked it. YES ME. n den today i cook breakfast for myself. poor mummies..&lt;br /&gt;finally got EGGS! EGGS! EGGS! australian eggs. daddy bought frm bedok interchg NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;i make scrambled eggs for myself. ate wif bread n drank nutrisoy: fresh soyabeans with jasmine green tea. to maria: NUTRISOY IS FREAKIN NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so happy. practice makes perrrfect so i will cook everytime im free. i love cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm..denz after dat went meet syikin n togeder took 80 to CP. she wanted me to tutor her maths. so we went d library. i borrowed super edition gaia abducted, gossip girls n the silent shore. so we sat at d cafe. n i taught her her maths. n i ask her b gd girl bring assessment book. so she did her work. n i did my work. hahs. after dat went buy stuff. i lurve d popular der. so mani books i lyk. n even sell uncle tony. n after dat went heartland. took neos. din haf enuff time to deco but d neos were so cute. esp syikin. n syikin has a weird guy cuzzin wif weird taste. ohh nothing, juz extra info. hahs. n i bought mor stuff. my mom wud so kill me if she finds out.. but nvm. but today had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n went home n did MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tmr im goin to dina's new house. she move house to a big bungalow. wheee...i wanna stay der. hah but cannot. if i move in, dina will charge me rent n i'll haf to cook for her family for d rest of my life. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love daddy&lt;br /&gt;i love daddy.&lt;br /&gt;i love notty daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok denz byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/4lrf8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so stress ahh do maths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who are you? I don't know you anymore...&lt;strong&gt;you've changed&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109473648058039431?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109473648058039431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109473648058039431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109473648058039431' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109447745855456018</id><published>2004-09-06T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T21:30:58.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All happy people are grateful people, and all unhappy people are ungrateful. If u want to be happy, be grateful for what you have"&lt;br /&gt;- Marilyn Broomfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All endings are beginnings. We just don't know it at the time"&lt;br /&gt;- Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELOOO'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its lyk i've been so totally reading RD. hahax. its inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehx. holidays starts.guess its gonna b a boring week. nvm. i'll lyk spend my time preciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i spent d day revising science. to get all my force facts in my head. coz mr ang sucked at teaching dat.&lt;br /&gt;n my mum so totally bought me a history assessment book. lyk wadever d hell for. urgh. nvm..i'll juz do it. not lyk i even rmbered anything ms lizah has thot. i forgot dem all. n stupid source based Qs. hafta practise dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is how im gonna spend my holiday. i finished my hw. so im left wif studying. i will study n revise n do assessments. dat i do after breakfast n doing house chores till evening abt 5. after dat i help my mum at d kitchen. yes..i want to help cook larh. it'd b soo nice n i'll oso get to learn. today i helped a lil. she cooked dory fillets wif sweet sour sauce today. n got spinach. hehx wdv.. y m i even tellng u.&lt;br /&gt;i wish der were eggs. denz i cud try a lil baking at home wif d help of my mum. yeah..i like so wanna try bakin again manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will b loved is playing on perfect 10. dis song is starting to eat d emotions out of me mann. lyk everytime i hear dis song. i get irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. so after dinnertime i will go online or watch tv. or go read or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i tink i gonna go library n borrow books. ..n i oso need to go popular. to buy new maths assessment books. i sooo need to practise maths. ....maths is fun n challenging.&lt;br /&gt;n i oso need to bye new headphones. my headphones is soo screwed oredi. i cant hear a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my sister i hate my sister i hate my sister. so two-faced lyk shit.&lt;br /&gt;wdv. she tinks she's so great lyk shit. she can jolly well disappear frm dis planet no one wud care. dun ever come to me for help. btw im tokin abt my biological sister. assholism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my mother anoder one. i go online at nite onli she make noise. lyk im goin online at nite onli now. n i spent d rest of d day studying n doing stuff worth doing. she want me to haf no life or wad. assholism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm these pple. i dun wanna waste my anger. i juz do wad i do n shut up n ignore dem.&lt;br /&gt;esp my sister. kepala angin nak mampos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109447745855456018?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109447745855456018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109447745855456018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109447745855456018' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109430415083349105</id><published>2004-09-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T21:22:30.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"i will persevere thru my process of cold turkey dat will last for days till for gd"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh i ask u ah.y d drug addicts go thru cold turkey? y is d process called cold turkey? im curious. does it apply to real life turkeys? do turkeys feel tortured wen dey r cold? or...sumthing? im juz curious..its interesting isnt it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets tok abt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after apt i was so freakin scared of wad might happen durin parade today. ma'ams say dey wanted to do sumthing to us. n i got really worried coz lyk u noe d sqd. hahx. i was sort of moody lyk d whole bloody day coz i juz cudn't stand 'anticipating' parade today. ohh not lyk i even anticipated....heh.i was dreading in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d onli time i felt happy was wen i was wif my 'family' n i got a hug frm daddy. awww...so loving. n i spent 1h on d phone wif daddy dat nite. crazy kupeng mamaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahx. i polished my boots using brown kiwi liquid wax. yahh BROWN! coz i cudnt find my black one. n liquid wax! i hate liquid wax...i dunno how to use liquid stuff n d result was very...disgusting. hahx. but luckily brown din show up. brown cannot b seen against black. hahh silly lyk shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today parade. roll call ma'am edith take 2nd rank.den she came to me n she stood in front of me. n i had d time to look at her face. wahh..so porcelain-lyk. n her lips n cheeks r pink. so chio. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we had to chg mani times coz lyk..we're freakin slow n we're so not standardised. as per usual. n so..in d end we had to do punishment la. not bad la. juz pumping n sit up. n campcraft we had to tuck all d way in. hahx. i knew dis day wud come. haslina said dat dis type of punishment shud b used mor. lyk haha. i noe she lurves seeing d sqd lyk dat. i kinda enjoyed watching it too. im not evil. its juz funny..kinda ironic in a way. i hope d blardy sqd has learned its lesson n actually wud tuck in nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drills. YAY YAY YAY. drills is so fun. we did keblakang on d march lyk a million times. kebelakang on d march is so fun! ohh n i noticed dat ma'am shirlyn lyk using d word "man". cool..juz lyk me. but i add an x at d bhind or i emphasize d n. manx..mannn. haha. farny la. n ma'am xiao fen tho i dunno how to spell her name lyks using d word "people". haha so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i noe d timing for hentak is lyk so freakin fast. i cannot control. but aniwaes freakin fast timing is gd for ur legs. lets exercise our legs sqdmates. lets build leg muscles n burn fats. until we all drop dead. haha juz kidding tho its not funny at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. n den i got a blister as per usual. joanna oso. n den we had debrief. &lt;br /&gt;so overall d parade wasn't dat bad as i thot. im such a paranoid asshole wif d fear gene. hahx. but mothers r lyk dat. i always worry abt d sqd. i cant help seeing us being look down on or do sumthing wrong. or wdv. nwaes..d whole sqd gotta do wad dey gotta do n lyk cooperate PPLE. lyk how come i worry so much u pple lyk heck care. n lyk u pple actually let bad stuff happen to d sqd. lyk hello PPLE. wake up wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes. after parade. i felt lyk drinking a whole tub iced cold water..but i cudn't find any. so i juz bought milo.&lt;br /&gt;went to bustop. got onto 155. n realised its US again. haslina n syaz n me. so we decided to live back our lame days n go eat at LJ at TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d real reason y i wanted to go TP was to top up my ez link card. i din wanna top it up any place else so i went TP. hahax crapped again. d LJ manager wasnt der thank god..if not he wud haf tricked me into paying for chilli sauce or sumthing.....&lt;br /&gt;hahx. den i overcame peer pressure. i rang d bell. yays! n haslina n i touched d water fountain. yays. syaz told us dat we were childish n deprived of childhood. but life's not worth living if u dun haf some lame fun! i dun wanna grow up so fast n act old aniwaes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat we went kiddy palace. a nostalgic experience for us. n den it reminded me of sumthing. n i told dem dat wen i haf my own children i wont buy dem toys or let dem follow trend lyk dat annoying rollerblade sneakers...wheely's or sumthing. n i wont let dem watch kids central coz its juz full of crap. i wont let children of tmr b materialistic lyk shyte. SM Lee's children did not watch tv as kids. n now dey r lyk..ministers n graduates n stuff. its ok,my children wont bcum childhood deprived. dey'll learn to appreciate nature. dey'll learn to do chores n haf fun while doing so. dey'll learn how to bake brownies n cook asam pedas. so dat dey can survive in d future. dey will learn to b independent n responsible for they're actions. im trying to b independent n responsible too. im trying not to go online so much. i try to finish hw as fast as i can,n study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. haslina was laffin wen i told her dis. yess i noe it isnt fair dat i get all these priviledges n my children wont get dem. all these toys n wdv shit. i'll make dem appreciate life for its wonders n not all dis crap. waste of money actually.&lt;br /&gt;n den we went to d maternity area. n looked at d big gowns n t-shirts. den we went to d kiddy clothes area. hahahaha. n haslina n i started tokin abt d future again. syaz told us dat we were too ambitious. n so haslina n i reminded her of ma'am kamaliah's quote "aspire b4 u expire" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yahh. u've been reading my grandmother story. i hope ur bored. tis entry is damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yahh..den i went home. n i bathed. n i screamed n hooted in d bathroom coz blisters juz hurt wen dey touch water. yeah..den i slept. hahx. i was feeling very heaty. n wen i woke up my body ached. n i sniffed d air. smell of haze. &lt;br /&gt;freakos of nature. destroying d universe. haze..air pollution. y dey muz burn down those jungles n wdv shit in sumatra or werever. millions of poor creatures lose their habitat. n dey polluting d air. n dey cause dey're own kind (human beings lyk me) to suffocate n get asthma n die of heart attack or wdv shit. lyk dun dey ever use their brains. der r uder ways to solve problems...not burning down d greenery of mother nature!!! i m so angry at d world. d world is an evil place. no..its not d world. its d human beings. dey walk on dis land.... dun dey care abt it. nvm. let us all die...die bcoz we're juz so stupid n selfish n evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe u muz b thinking dat im very crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i dun actually hate anibody in my life. if anibody actually tinks dat i haf anithing against u. u muz tink dat i hate u but im juz very disappointed at wad u've bcum or juz disappointed or sumthing. or sumthing or sumthing. i noe d world is an evil place. n pple go thru stuff in their life bcoz of dis evil world we live in n their horrible life dat really isnt horrible at all. bcoz life has its ups n downs. n its all in d name of learning abt wad life is all abt. hafta appreciate life coz if u dun u will feel down every day n every second of ur life. u wont feel lucky at all. or anithin lyddat. n looking at d ugly state d world is in...pple hafta chg themselves for d betta n not d worst. dats wad i haf learned so far. i'll try to apply it in my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta gos now. dis entry is too long oredi. byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing happy lucky days ahead of u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109430415083349105?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109430415083349105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109430415083349105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109430415083349105' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109412627899950458</id><published>2004-09-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T19:57:59.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's so high&lt;br /&gt;high above me&lt;br /&gt;she's so lovely&lt;br /&gt;she's so high&lt;br /&gt;high above me&lt;br /&gt;like cleopatra,&lt;br /&gt;joan of arc,&lt;br /&gt;or aphrodite&lt;br /&gt;she's so high&lt;br /&gt;high above me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELOOOO'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. today was a fun day. well...sort of. i had fun wif my daughters. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh..today go sch.morning suddenly rain.caught in d sudden rain.not drenched tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science first period.URGH!!! i cannot stand it. im sick of duncan ang larh. i realise how dead he is. for d last time duncan ang does not rock!!! sir chin does tho. yess. lemme tell u u syikino n mu, duncan ang is lyk bapok. yess i realised dat now. n sir chin is lyk a guy! y u pple go for bapok pple! ah kok is bapok!!! sir chin mor betta! nwaes duncan ang boring arh. i wish to stuff my used tissues in his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i very gd today ya noe. i payed attention durin maths lesson. n i cud do my maths hw lyk as if it so chicken. i finished within a few minutes. so cool...&lt;br /&gt;ms tan sore throat. bahhhhx. she teach maths lyk nobody's business. tok so fast n wen pple ask Q lyk so agitated lyddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess is crazy. syikin n peeps go despo. while daughters n i spend some quality time.&lt;br /&gt;hmt...i passed. but no biggie. im such a loser. nearly every test i get C5. B4, B3. grr...my malay, english, science. maths worst... all test nvr A1, A2. dey come onli once in a blue moon. im dat stupid. grrr...ok mayb i not stupid. but dunno larh. i dun work hard enuff i guess. well, im trying.&lt;br /&gt;dnt so boring.portfolio thing. noeline lee smells bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch. daughter came find me in class. aww...she rmbers her mummy. i always advice her to take care of herself n not to get hit by a truck. had lunch wif peepsos. spent quality time wif daughter again. went to 4Z. hahaha. i laffed lyk hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! pple r startin to call me les wif L on my butt! im not! sheesh pple. stupid sqdmates. i m straight. yess im happily straight. pls do not try to chg my status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had d presentation thing.ooh..i lyk d meeting place chairs. dey're so comfy to sit in. cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home ate choc ice cream. i cannot bilif i did dat! in d bus banu n syaz were takin pix. esp banu. wan to take me sleepin but wake me up. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ur voice sounds funny" -yess i get dat all d time.&lt;br /&gt;"ohh she looks spastically cute/sweet" - ohh i get dat all d time frm retarded peepsos. -_- &lt;br /&gt;syikin is a crazy spastic cold turkey. cluck cluck cluck. chirp chirp chirp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will now move on to write letters to my daughters. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109412627899950458?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109412627899950458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109412627899950458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109412627899950458' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109403575472564694</id><published>2004-09-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T18:51:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a snapshot of the current filz after being bored out n ripped of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/3xzyw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind u..she has not gone for extreme makeover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i m bored bored BORED!&lt;br /&gt;after doing maths hw. lit. n doin some stupid science assessments. i haf nuhtin to do. so i go online. so i slack. den after i slack im goin to eat dinner. den im gonna get fat. den after i turn fat im gonna sit in front of tv n watch wdv dat is on or stay online until my eyes pop out.n after dat im gonna iron my uniform n pack my orange coloured ugly bag. n after dat..im gonna go toilet. brush my teeth, wash my face, wash my feet. im gonna go into my room force my sister to off d com n lights. n den i sleep. ohh such happiness n simplicity of life today.&lt;br /&gt;i hope dat pix scares d shit out of u n u cant sleep tonite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yays. i thot i was avoiding friendster but i was bored so i go friendster den i rip some surveys. so here goes surveys baby. i will not force u to read. if ur bored u can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: 1.Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;- dunno. most of d time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How can we tell that you're already irritated?&lt;br /&gt;- i get very quiet n m quite serious wen im irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How do you treat the person that obviously&lt;br /&gt;doesn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;- i dunno. i wont even go near d person. i'll juz shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What usually ruins your mood?&lt;br /&gt;- agitation n d horrible selfish evil world we live in&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;...evilness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who do you see everyday that you wish you&lt;br /&gt;just wouldn't at all?&lt;br /&gt;- ohh how can i even say it on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time that you had a &lt;br /&gt;good cry?&lt;br /&gt;- i cant rmb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- wif syikin, maria, sister n uder sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How often do you shop for clothes?&lt;br /&gt;- not often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groceries?&lt;br /&gt;-yess wen mummy ask to go market. but sorry no eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals?&lt;br /&gt;- once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who's your long-time crush?&lt;br /&gt;- i dun haf a long time crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. someone you just had a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;- lyk haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. do you have something that you wish you&lt;br /&gt;just don't?&lt;br /&gt;- hrmmm....dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you sometimes crave for something &lt;br /&gt;that isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;- yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you wish to live in a faraway land &lt;br /&gt;where nobody knows you?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes. it'd b soo fun n free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you kissed a total stranger? (well, &lt;br /&gt;you know the name, at least)&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want to do at this very&lt;br /&gt;moment?&lt;br /&gt;- i want entertainment! so here i m entertaining myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The worst feeling?&lt;br /&gt;- errr...being underestimated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How about the best?&lt;br /&gt;- ohh carefree-ness. n happiness n joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ever given your number to someone you&lt;br /&gt;dislike?&lt;br /&gt;- dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Say something about/to someone that &lt;br /&gt;you know who reads this:&lt;br /&gt;- u r an idiot. ahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you need ryt now?&lt;br /&gt;- entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Happy with ur luv lyf?&lt;br /&gt;- oh pls. lyk i even haf a luv life. i m innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r now officially agitatedly bored bcoz u read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;gdbye n thank u for visiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109403575472564694?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109403575472564694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109403575472564694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109403575472564694' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109396009082416282</id><published>2004-08-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T21:48:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"immobilised by the thought of u&lt;br /&gt;paralysed by the sight of u&lt;br /&gt;hypnotised by the words u say&lt;br /&gt;not true but i believe 'em anyway"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELOO'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyk today is teachers day!&lt;br /&gt;but wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start frm yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday came sch den after dat we went bake muffins at muhaina's house! wif quincy,baohui,syikin n diyanah. hahaha. went home ferst to take self-raising flour n sift. den..i decided to bathe n chg ferst. so i bathe put my powder on n wore wdv i cud reach. haha which was my lurvely baggy pants n some t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha den met dem at muhaina's house n went NTUC to get some ingrdients.yeah.NO EGGS!!! buden we went Mc to get lunch ferst. n went mu's while quincy n syikin went begging for eggs. yahh d neighbours so nice! we finally got eggs!!! hahar. den we started baking. wen muhaina n yati came along. yahh n we had fun baking while dancing to perfect ten. yati ur voice sux. hahaha. OUR FIRST BATCH ROSE!!! so cool mann..our first baking attempt n it rose. hahaha. den we continued till 40 muffins. we put chocolate chips inside. so nice. n den while we were waiting for d last batch. i called up maria n we all annoyed her. n she cudn't say much coz she was in front of her mom in a restaraunt.so all we got frm her was joy joy n more joy.&lt;br /&gt;madness.&lt;br /&gt;d last batch was d most nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den i saw d moon!!! IT WAS BLOODY RED!!! n full too. so cool...i wonder wad causes dat. n BH got scared coz its d 7th month n her lil sis has been seeing things. n den i accompanied her home. hahah. n i went TM to get chocolate. i need to stock up my chocolate supply.reached home 8.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah den today i came sch. n den....ermm...ohh yah. ehh haryani u betta tuck in ur freakin shirt always sia. dun ask for trouble for d sqd unless u want us to get into trouble which means u r selfish n dun care abt d sqd. HAHAHA. pple sound u oredi. so u betta tuck in ur shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had aces day workout. hahaha. today i happy larh coz its in d morning so i do wif all my heart. ohh yeah manx. i love d cut cut part. ohhs...muhaina shud noe. den after dat had d games thing. i nvr play anythin. so played truth n dare wif some pple. crazylarh. n watched dem play netball. hahaha. den after dat followed sister chg n i oso chg. den i brought my blouse wer nearly all d buttons pop out n i showed sister. den she say i obscene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah den we went ard lookin for d teachers. sister's letter to noeline lee so dishonest sehh. but dats life for noeline lee. n den sister even called me lame. we walked ard..n sister onli manage to give 2 teachers their letters personally. haha. sister very funny larh. everytime i ask her to shut up if not i will go nuts. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh had to go for d concert after dat. boring larh d concert. onli d 3H part quite nice n 2S item oso very lurvely. so nice manx. haha..so cool. d 2N one lyk so got nothin...not electrifying at all. n d 3P. lyk...its so bad... i can onli hear dat selfish person holding d mic. her voice not nice at all. den pple lyk can onli hear her sing. haha. n den d teacher awards thingy. wahh sai..we were lyk lookin at noeline lee larh. n she so paiseh lyk wad manx. she nvr get award. n she nvr clap for uder teachers. lyk so wad lyddat. dats life for noeline lee. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;haha wdv larh. ohh ohh n i oso tink da ah kok run out of gel oredi. he hasnt been geling his hair lately. n mr ang..wahx..he entered d hall wearin lyddat. crazy asshole. nwaes i dun lyk him animor larh. slengerr larh he. nvm i still lyk science. now u noe hu i lyk? no, ofcoz u duno. so i tell u. ....i lyk him larh..yah him....u noe....him....as in &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;....dat &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;....d shark....hammer....head....yahh...&lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.....i lyk sir chin!&lt;br /&gt;haha. crazy kupeng mamaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh so after dat. maria dun wanna gimme french kiss. n went to damai wif syaz har n charis. haha. IM SO ANGRY. I M SO SHORT. I M LIKE SO SHORT. even hassan taller den me sia. n hassan was wearing pink. ha! PINK! ohh so many pple chged. haha. ohh yah. den ivan is lyk hensemer *squeals?...no way* .  marcus looks older..much betta lookin den last time at least. haha. n he is convinced dat im a les. lyk haha. ohh ahmad is lyk...fleshier! n i tink he wore black to look slimmer. haha. n rohana..cows..she din use to lyk wearin eyeliner or wdv accesorries. now she look cool mann...well in a skater gal way. haha. but still mor used to d old her.&lt;br /&gt;n den saw mike. he so kental lyk shyite mann. eeee! wear uniform lyk some mat tempeh mane. n den he juz smsed me. shud i sms back? ....i worried he'll ask me Qs dat i dun wan to ans. okies no way i smsing him. dat freak. jolyn n weili now so chio!!! act..dey frm last time chio larh. but now dey mor chio. n den dat guy go halau us seh. yahh n after dat met mardhiah. how come she lyk pink now?!? her bag, socks, elastic band n pensil box r all pink! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so sid, rai, har, syaz n me went to TM to eat. n den i spotted sumone at a bustop near shing shiong/ntuc der. wahh saii...i m going mad. n den syaz say...she understands. i m hallucinating!!! haha. funny larh. n den we went ate at Macs. haha. joshua frm VS was der. n den some of my frens despo. den i agitated. den i quickly sit at joshua's place wen he got off. so i sweep up all his dead skin cells n traces so dey no use if dey steal my seat. so i juz enjoyed sinking into the warmth joshua's seat while dey go buy food. &lt;br /&gt;den we walk walk ard. saw sharron n yanyi..den der was husna oso. n i m pretty sick of asking har to tuck in her blouse. dis girl... haizz..... i shant say onez.&lt;br /&gt;den i went home ferst coz i was getting madly agitatedly bored n sleepy. n i took d same bus as kenneth n din even realise it lorh until i stand nxt to him. HE'S SO TALL! i feel so inferior standing nxt to all d tall boys i used to noe as kental. he so dao mann. he see me ferst nvr even smile or say hi. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n went home n slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my mom is going mad. she asking me to study n do mor assessments..lyk now, tonite. she doesnt noe tmr holiday or wad. todayi wanna slack larh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109396009082416282?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109396009082416282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109396009082416282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109396009082416282' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109369598223071131</id><published>2004-08-28T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T20:26:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh im so amused.&lt;br /&gt;i went to samantha's blog n dis is wad i found.&lt;br /&gt;its one of d tags in her tagboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;must u care?: ARIES SUX! U SNOBBY PEEPOS! ARIES SUCK MY ASS! UNFRIENDLY PEOPLE... LOSERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..sumbodi by d name of 'must u care' tagged dat.&lt;br /&gt;it'd b very assholic if my sqdmate tagged dat but i dun tink any of my my sqdmates hate aries so much until lyddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i noe we r hated dat much but u can juz shuddup no need to make it soo obvious rite. wad if dey found out hu u were. u dun care if u get into deep shyte arh. den in dat case if u were our ma'am i dun tink u deserve d right to b respected.&lt;br /&gt;im cursing u back ---&gt; i hope u dun turn out to b an NCO hu is appreciated n i hope dat u dun get to b a CCA leader. i noe im being rude. but hey, its not my fault. hu wudnt b pissed rite. u basically asked us to suck ur ass. wad does dat show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink u act. care. oh well..so sad. while some ma'ams say we're too frenly some say we're too snobby n unfriendly, lyk u. n u dare call us losers. look hu's d loser now. dun worry. ur cursing will onli make us betta in a way. we'll try to improve ourself somehow. so u can continue cursing if u want to if u dunno such things as &lt;strong&gt;consequences&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n if ur not a ma'am. n ur trying to b funny. well lemme tell u its not funny at all. ur a freakin asshole if ur not a ma'am n u juz wanna stick ur stinkin bushy nose in pple's business. n if ur my sqdmate. U STINK! U DUN DESEVE TO EVEN B OUR SQDMATE. but how high is d chance to find a freakin sqdmate to tag such insulting words. dat'd b d dumbest thing in history. as in really dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so huever u r...GET LOST! n GET A LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109369598223071131?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109369598223071131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109369598223071131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109369598223071131' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109367750751701186</id><published>2004-08-28T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T15:23:29.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone's changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;I stay the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm… a solo cello outside a chorus&lt;br /&gt;I've got a &lt;strong&gt;secret&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to tell it&lt;br /&gt;You've been keeping me warm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helooo. gd afternoon pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent d morning at d beach. CIP cleaning manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay~ yesterday was my very first x country. hahx. wasnt very keen abt it act. at ferst. in d morning BH very kiasu den we go der take cab. haha. yeah wif tania n diyana. n we arrive so early. n d ferst song dey played thru d speakers was llama's favourite, meant to live. i got so excited coz as syikin noes, llama is hot.&lt;br /&gt;hahx. at ferst i din feel lyk running thot of slacking budden its so fun to run esp. in d jungle area. din feel tired running thru d jungle part not lyk 2.4 n i lurve running down d slopes. can go at fast speed. wahhx. so nice. n den wen come d road part aiks...looks lyk such a long way. budden still very fun. n den my classmate had to b sent to d hospital. she had a problem wif her heart n problem to do wid her leg along d way. budden she continued n wen she reached d end..she collapsed. haix. pity her.&lt;br /&gt;hah..den wanna reach d sec 2 ma'ams cheered us on. haha. cows n crayons..i got no. 104. hahaha. nwaes at least i run larh. coz if i dun run i will b a failure to myself for not motivating myself. its all abt mentality. not abt how physically prepared or fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. den met maria. n den hugged her n touched her face. wahh..really lyk baby skin larh. n she got 70. hah. she shud b happy manx. for at least getting 70 wif an injured leg. its act really a victory coz usually pple wud give up n not even wan to take part in x country if dey had such an injury. n maria, u shud b happy dat u motivated urself to run no matter wads. &lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt;. even if u fail, at least u tried. its all abt dat. life is mostly abt dat. hahx. den cheered sec 4 ma'ams on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat went toa payoh wif haslina n syaz. i felt happy hanging out wif dem. a chg for once. i cant stand d old gang. hahaha. we went into toilet. n den saw ma'am josephine. cows n crayons she lyk paiseh wen she see us. she chged to home clothes. n den we 3 keep bumping into d same sec 4 ma'ams. got dis 2 sec 4 ma'ams we keep bumping into. haha. everywer we go ltr dey will sure b der or dey come ltr. but we nvr stalk dem or anythin. we r innocent. cow. we went to eat at LJ. saw tracy der. hah. so funny kaes. haslina is so funny. i really enjoyed my time laffin wif syaz n haslina orhs. my &lt;em&gt;sisters &lt;/em&gt;wad. n haslina take so long to finish her food..she always does anyway. d waitress take away our trays n trash oso we still der tokin n laffin. hahas. kahaha. n den d 3 of us discussed abt some pple hu haf extremely chged. n forever chging onez. dun worry, haslina n i will overcome d &lt;strong&gt;evilness&lt;/strong&gt; of peer pressure. we will not give in to d evilness n influence of our uder sqdmates. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...evilness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call us uncool n guai. so wad. "if we not cool at least we hot." -quoted frm filzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cows. den we went ard going into shops. haslina telling stories again. abt products now. hahaaha. syaz n i were lyk so amused. oh wow..amusing really. hahaha. after dat went popular. n went home. i embrace bus no. 8 n d ahpek driving it. ahpek driving bus 8, i love u. u so macho n hensem u noe. n u oso provide me transportation everyday. i love u ahpek.&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday wasnt bad. i had a nice time hanging out and being a gd gal while at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yozz. den today went to sch. had CIP at east coast beach. cows. i was in ma'am sulaiha's grp. my sister's sister. err...&lt;br /&gt;i partner ma'am geraldine. she so nice. n ma'am clara so chio. her freckles so cute. n really tink ma'am sophia's hair is cool. so nice. haha. hrmm...i hate cedar track pants. keep slipping down d butt n everytime my shirt not tuck in. n i hate dat. yahh dunno how many times i complain abt tis oredi. we played games after dat. hahaha. funny larh. den we continued wif our beach cleaning again. after dat went McD's. haha. funny larh. a rumour abt me nearly got spread thx to sarah. cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n after had lunch went home wif my sisters. cow. i waste a few cents on a stupid sms. sheesh. n not even my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's down to this&lt;br /&gt;I've got to &lt;em&gt;make this life make &lt;strong&gt;sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell what I've done&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;miss the &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;miss the &lt;strong&gt;colors&lt;/strong&gt; of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell where I am &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109367750751701186?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109367750751701186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109367750751701186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109367750751701186' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109352981785923181</id><published>2004-08-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:16:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will update coz maria tell me to do so. act, i dun wanna update.but i got nuthin betta to do larh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tappered pple...&lt;br /&gt;tappered pants ah..d pants very nice...&lt;br /&gt;wahhh i hate tappered!&lt;br /&gt;....n all u minahs dun tink u can escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks...assembly very meaningful n farny. n cute too. hrmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta sch went to quincy's house ehhs. act went CP n ate at banquet first. some funny japanese food dat i ate. haha. den went her house. used her puter. she got so mani fishies in her house. n her family is so frenly n nice. punggol is so bare. all i can see is housing estates n LRT lines. hrmm so bloody bare. poor things hafta go all d way to sengkang to get groceries n stuff. hrmm..but very nice..in d evening..its not busy n d roads r not bustling wif vehicles. so peaceful n quiet. i reached home at 7.30. i told my mum i stayed back in sch to do last minute project. haha. tis is fun. nxt week i shud follow someone else home again. yeah. if ur bored n u want...no make it u NEED a companion to crap wif or share ur extra puter wif or even sleep wif, tell me. i will follow u home. blahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna go home...but i hafta coz if not my mum will call up d police. n mayb file a missing person report... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm...so dats all for today i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is x country. haik..so lazy wanna run larh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109352981785923181?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109352981785923181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109352981785923181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109352981785923181' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109343686465934650</id><published>2004-08-25T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:27:44.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere beyond &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to calculate&lt;br /&gt;what creates my own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;madness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addicted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;punishment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're the master&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am waiting for disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;em&gt;irrational &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;confrontational&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am&lt;br /&gt;getting away with murder&lt;br /&gt;it isn't possible&lt;br /&gt;to ever tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;but the reality is ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm getting away with murder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyk hello pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stand it. my mother. n d rest of my annoying family members. sheesh. lyk wth. tell me wads d use of comin home wen if u cant study n u cant play at d same time. lyk WTH?!? oh yahh..if i come home n i stay rooted to MSN or MTV she will make noise. if i study oso she makes noise. urgh! lyk bloody last nite. i was lyk d'oh so obviously studying n she started accusing me of blah blah blah. n she kept complaining abt how untidy my place is. lyk pls lorh. its tidy oredi. its onli a few books n my wallet. n i mean it wen i saw its only a few. m i suppose to do hw n study without using books? i noe...i will obviously tidy up after dat. nowadays she treats me lyk some criminal in d house lyddat. n i come home oredi she starts scolding me of small things. lyk might as well not come home lorh. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;n its lyk juz bcoz im d youngest in d family dey all can say crap things abt me n say dat i dunno how to do work n dis n dat. im irresponsible blah blah blah. esp. my bro. lyk wad d bloody hell does he ever do? come home frm work, snatch d controller frm huever n juz stay rooted der till my mum has to watch holland V in my room wen i wanna study or sleep. n its sooo bloody annoying. juz bcoz im d youngest means i m nothin. juz some part of d family..unwanted n useless. grrr...WTH.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell...my mom so totally accuses me of tis n dat wen im bein such a guai arse in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today d stupid class is lyk freakin shyte. damn selfish assholes. assholes not worth my time. n i juz dun understand y pple act nice n juz totally wanna find somethin wrong wif u juz bcoz their pissed. lyk i act. care. pple hu so freakinly do not deserve my friendship n patience. so ironic. y pple chg so fast. its damn sad. pls god dun chg me into a freakin selfish self absorbed sick unsensible person.&lt;br /&gt;wad is d world coming to. hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arx..afta sch i stayed back. i studied for my history test in class. so peaceful n quiet not lyk home. n yiling was der. so started tokin to her. i soo totally hate dis teacher. lyk hu doesnt. ~bitch wif limited vocab of d century~&lt;br /&gt;nwaes..yiling is such a nice person. i really pity her. she's suffering in d hands of dat bitch hu's pet is overheated sugar.n she's so unlike many pple i noe. we understand each uder loads. wad a nice fren. nowadays. im drifting away frm pple. juz dun feel lyk hanging out animor. its always d same thing dey tok abt. im getting sick n bored of it. hrmm...im not fun animor. i can onli find a few real gd frens hu i enjoy spending most of my time wif. d rest...its either their too busy wif their own stuff n so dey lyk so bloody dun care abt uder pple or i juz dun understand dem n their ways. its sad, i noe. hrmph. i feel so guai today until i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe wadz...i dun tink i care animor abt all tis crap. all i wan is to escape frm these pple n problems. i juz dun wanna slack n i dun wanna b too self absorbed. instead i wanna b nice, patient, friendly, caring n juz me. n oso study hard. dats all i ever want. I HATE DISTRACTIONS!!! so stop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel lyk blogging animor.&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109343686465934650?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109343686465934650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109343686465934650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343686465934650' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109335107328561474</id><published>2004-08-24T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:37:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;em&gt;want you so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;secret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;can they keep it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no they can't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secret, Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm...i've been listenin to dat cd all day long while being a hardworking Cedarian n studying n doing howmework. yess yess..im in my studious mood aggains. i hafta. if not i will bcum a complete slacker hu's addicted to d evilness of MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....evilnesss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. today d weather was so blardy unappropriate manx. so freakin hot?!? n stuffy summore...pple were gonna faint by d end of d last period. yikes..n den in d evening it rained. bad timing larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so came to sch wif normal pple, met normal pple n saw normal pple.&lt;br /&gt;denz apt. hrmm..not bad not bad. sang b'day song to freakin banu hu seemed unconcerned with d time we took to sing her d song. coz she looked plain &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unaffected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning assembly blah blah blah. ehh teacher lost handphone wanna blame students. haik..teacher can oso go ard stealing pple's stuff wadz. n mayb d teacher was juz bloody blind or unobservant juz lyk syikin. ehem ehem..*missing beret alert..no juz false alarm..* HAHAHA. but hu carees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den science period. HAHAHA. i was tellin quincy how mr ang bardy forgot abt my sweet. lyk hellos mr ang..u owe me a sweet juz lyk maria owe me a kiss wif extra topping... so i told him dat he havent gimme his candy..heheh. den he ask me to follow him up to staff room after lesson...heheheh....&lt;br /&gt;ok pple...dun let ur imagination go wild. blahx. yah so went wif lydia liao. YAYS! finally got my sweet n still havent eat it. HAHAHS~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had eng after dat..urgh.blardy boring teacher.&lt;br /&gt;n had NAPFA 5 items afta dat. coolio pple. HAMMERHEAD! ehh sir chin is act. very nice n coolio too ehhs... yeah...saw maria, thot she was der to gimme her bitter sweet kiss bhind d sports hall lyk she's suppose too but found out she juz cudnt do ACES day workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denz had ACES day thang. ohh sheesh. enthu at first but d speaker kept repeating d same thing. felt lyk smashing d speakers ard d sch. so annoying larh. got tired of doin d same thing over n over again. but nvm...cannot b unenthu. lyk wers d blardy cedar spirit manx. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;so maria followed us chg in class after dat. got her freaked out by me. aiayah...she arh. garr..i want cat food. maria maria...dadadada, haf u forgotten dat ur my senior?!? so i will hafta pinch ur cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;after dat was malay. n den i caused a certain maria to fall down after dat. hehehe. she said it wasnt my fault but shudnt haf gotten in her way if she wanted to fall by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was WDV larh. i cudnt understand a thing n was doodling all over my fullscap. but bein a cedarian i am. i finally understood as i was rajin enuff to make myself understand at home. arhx..act. hire purchase is much mor fun to do den uder interest stuff. &lt;br /&gt;history after dat. i cudnt b bothered. lyk so freakin hot!!! n stuffy n my nose was itching. n den ms lizah was goin on abt cross inferencing n yada yada yada. hu blardy cares larh... the weather so irritating! it caused me to slack today...grrr..so unlyk me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..so heres my doodlin its a piece of art...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/38m4i"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dis is my uder day's maths hw...i got super tiny handwriting dat cause ms tan to go blind..which is gd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/38m6h"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can check my maths hw for me if ur damn free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109335107328561474?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109335107328561474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109335107328561474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109335107328561474' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109318335706955305</id><published>2004-08-22T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:25:19.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="behaviour: 'alternate'"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYAZWANI!!! may u b a gr8 sqauttymate n stay enthu in NP. n oso...not forgettin ma'am kamaliah...rmb her always...she very motivating onez. lurve her loads manx! yarh...aahahax. DUN KILL ME!!!...... stay happy always n dun fuss over small matters. u'll get stressed!!! take my advice. i am aunty anne..d advice columnist. YOZ!!! HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY!....u cute lil thing.... LUV YA SQUATTYMATE! i sound...australian,ehh matey...heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee behaviour="alternate"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BELATED 13th BIRTHDAY LI CHU!!! sorry i freakin forgot about your birthday!!! it was on thurs ritex?!? ahahax. manx damn sorry. U R A BLARDY GOOD FREN DAMN U!!! yeah..u've been so kind and nice. n a great shopping partner!!! gawd..i lurve goin shoppin wif you...we always haf a gr8 peaceful n fun time together wen we go out. ur so cool! ahahax...thx for bein der for me!!! MAY UR WISHES COME TRUE!!! N GOD BLESS U! luv u loads...MUACKX! (sorry for the vulgarities used)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/6551644-109318335706955305?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109318335706955305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109318335706955305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318335706955305' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109309719102874192</id><published>2004-08-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T22:43:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I &lt;strong&gt;know where you hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone&lt;/em&gt; in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that &lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt; means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Comes back and begs me to &lt;em&gt;catch her every time she falls&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks met kak faizah at d bustop. whoops..met faizah at bustop. hahax. took same bus 8. n den haryani boarded the bus. n we were standing together. n i fell asleep n stupid haryani had no idea. n wen we reach d bustop. she nearly got down without waking me up. stupid la she. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thot we were late coz like we din see any uder body in np 1/4 U on our way..so we rushed lyk mad. n wen we arrived luckily dey havent fall in.&lt;br /&gt;yepps. roll call inspection. aiks. i forgot wear specs hook ehhs.&lt;br /&gt;had total defence lecture after dat. ....so sian. i dun rmb much. im dead. i hafta read up again sum time...&lt;br /&gt;aiks...but today normal larh. always exceed time limit. wen we chg. ma'ams say we chg fast but we pack slow. aiks. yea..wish d sqd was smaller ehhs. can cut out all d excess pple hu slack alot lyk hell, but cant do dat can we...&lt;br /&gt;but dey lyk menyebok onli larh. grrr...bukannye buat aper aper. mulut saje besar...gar...&lt;br /&gt;ehh i insultin my own sqdmate.&lt;br /&gt;i m soo mean.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks. cant bilif it! hammerhead a.k.a mr chin is d new teacher officer. hahahax. call him sir manx. so mani of us insulted him b4. ahahax. so...which one betta? mr ang or sir chin? huh? i ask u...i tink mr ang still mor betta den mr chin. but compare sir chin to ah kok, dat damn blardy gay. i say sir chin betta larh. hu wanna support freakin ah kok. ohh i noe....nur-ass-yikin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks n den campcraft. we revise revise. coz we forgot everythin manx. aiks. WHEE~ slip knots r fun manx. one day syikin n i r gonna show it to maria. she'll b CONFUZZLED. its magic! reef knots r oso fun but its so obvious dat reef knots r not magic n its not dat confuzzling. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drills after dat. yay yay yay. best part of parade is drills. i blardy lurve doin drills. as long as get to do drills i dun care if we started d day BADLY. which we did larh... but its ok. n my blardy boots keep causing blisters. today's blisters r bad. aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 ma'am r nice orhs. im startin to like our 3 ncos. dey can shout n add summore punishments but i tink dey're good ncos. yays! dey r NCO material. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so ma'am shirlyn has lyk red veined cheeks which r soo amusingly nice. n den ma'am edith has red lips...so pretty. n ma'am fadilah is d nicest n oso she's cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had debrief...&lt;br /&gt;ehh sqdmates! muz standardize our shorts. nxt parade all wear cedar shorts ehhs. ncos dun wanna see so mani colours. its blinding!&lt;br /&gt;n rmb bring slacks! ltr end up lyk sharron n samantha. disgusting ehhs. lucky syikin nvr wear shorts today...if not our fate lyk those two..dey looked lyk dey wanna play football lyk dat.&lt;br /&gt;yepps. so debrief was nice. heys ncos not bad leh. i like dem. my first impression of dem is dat i like dem n their gonna b great ncos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhs i steal dis frm syaz friendster. alamak she scan until our face all distorted larh. minus my face larh. my face oredi distorted in real life. ma'am kamaliah in d centre. so cute or wad? taken after POP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/42/60/7680624/549016001063l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps. harhars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after parade. went heartland wif syikin n fateha. yepps. coz we needed to buy stuff. as in...BIRTHDAY PRESSIES. for u pple born in august n some sept babies! waste our money onli k!!! but nvm. we very generous n rich wad....yea riite. so i bought small &lt;s&gt;cheapskate&lt;/s&gt; stuff while syikin bought some humungus thing...&lt;br /&gt;well..d best thing to give someone on her birthday is juz chocolate. i gave hermes chocolate for pop. i gave away chocolate on my birthday. i give out chocolate like almost everytime ders a special occasion..im d chocolate giver. chocolate is affordable..it wont burn a hole in ur pocket. heed my advice n d whole world will start giving out chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so d thing syikin bought. she asked me to bring it home. n im most prob gonna sleep wif it tonite. n wen i give it to her on monday all my ailur basi on it. HAHA. or mayb since snowball lurve soft toys...i'll let it crawl over dat thing. n on monday...wen d burfday girl receive d thing she'll b sneezing lyk mad. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yays..den i went to look for my ICE CREAM BALLS! den went came..d auntie not der. boohoo manx. aiks...i love ice cream balls. i onli come heartland lyk wad...once a mth. n if i cannot find ice cream balls i will b upset. n den..wen we wanted to go down d escalatorrr...d auntie arrived. hahaha. so nice..i finally got my ice cream balls!!! din haf bubblegum flava tho. aiks. i lurve bubble gum flava. had rainbow n chocalate instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denz went home wif syikin har n fateha. coz har oso came heartland but wif uder peeps. took NEL. d freakin train got some freakin problem. it kept stopping in d middle of nower. n it was delayed for some time. n eventually we fell asleep. well it was onli syikin n i hu fell asleep. it wud b kinda cool if d train was delayed coz someone jumped off onto d track to kill himself. so cool larh..to b in a train dat caused an accident or was caused by an accident.&lt;br /&gt;dey figured out wad i resemble. dey say i look lyk dat cartoon chicken in some freakin cartoon show. no..its d kinda cartoons lyk betty boop b casper type.&lt;br /&gt;hahah funny larh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today is biklah's burfday. she came over to my house n we ate swensen's ice cream cake. yummiex manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so sleepy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109309719102874192?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109309719102874192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109309719102874192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109309719102874192' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109300563871638959</id><published>2004-08-20T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T20:40:38.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;fell in love with a girl&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love once&lt;br /&gt;and almost completely&lt;br /&gt;she's in love wif the world&lt;br /&gt;but sumtimes these feelings&lt;br /&gt;can be so misleading&lt;br /&gt;she turns and says "are you alright?"&lt;br /&gt;i said "I must be fine cause my hearts still beating"&lt;br /&gt;she says "come and kiss me by the riverside, bobby says its fine he dont consider it cheating"&lt;br /&gt;red hair with a curl&lt;br /&gt;mellow roll for the flavor&lt;br /&gt;and the eyes for peeping&lt;br /&gt;cant keep away from the girl&lt;br /&gt;these two sides of my brain&lt;br /&gt;need to have a meeting&lt;br /&gt;cant think of anything to do&lt;br /&gt;my left brain knows that&lt;br /&gt;all love is fleeting&lt;br /&gt;shes just looking for something new&lt;br /&gt;and I said it once before&lt;br /&gt;but it bears repeating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahahaha. nice song. yikes. its like everybody i noe has turned lesbo manx. ahahax. dis song is dedicated to my majesty, maria. hahax. yea rite. rmb u owe me a kiss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE BUS NO. 8! I LOVE BUS NO. 8! i really do. bus no.8 is my transportation of choice. it has always been. im always on time to catch d bus, its comfy, i can sleep soundly in d bus n it assures me a lucky day ahead. YAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lurvely bus no. 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today...went apt so paiseh manx. hahax. we were onli sqd in be urself day tee. ahahax. kinda cool. yeah..haryani so freakin din wanna chg into her tee coz it says she wanna b a freakin dancer. HAHAHAX. i understand now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den my shirt was juz crap la. pple say its farny n cute i tink its juz nonsense. i din haf any betta idea. yea..i haf an orang utan at d front. n it says "save the orang utans" see larh. i so gd rite. ah hahs. i tryin to promote awareness abt orang utans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had DnT first p. n we juz stood der at d table polishing n havin fun gossiping abt how freakin lame n biased ms tan mei mei is. yepps. wad crap la she. accuse pple of nuthin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had 2.4 after dat. i got no. 21. well at least dats betta den nuthin rite. yepps. BH no.9. yays~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had eng test after dat. compo test. took up 20 min of d briefing. aiks. came in n came out. hahs. '1C always late'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiks...tmr is parade. without sec 4 ma'ams. feel weird lar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiks. no myp, no ma'am siew mooi, no ma'am seah jing. n den...no ma'am kamaliah to take us for drills. no ma'am josephine green braces to disgust me. no sweet ma'am hema. no cute n petite ma'am sylvia..no sec 4 ma'ams. bohoohoo. but nvm. life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wait..so now i owe....200 bucks? loanshark accomplice says 1000000 bucks. aiks..so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiks..so sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109300563871638959?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109300563871638959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109300563871638959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109300563871638959' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109292838417121783</id><published>2004-08-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:13:04.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hie hello.....wad a day manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was uplifting n overwhelming..........until maria came along. but dats anoder story...today i was basically floating on air. yeah. i din noe how i did it but i was floating on air. i actually walked on air! magic! yeah..muz b banu n her fairy godgrandma magic. coz today was such a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had apt. yupps. IM STARTING TO LYK CRATER! yeah. dats nice. no really. they're a sqd of serious ma'ams. dey take things seriously. hope my sqdmates will take things seriously too. i lyk seriousness its juz so cool. n dey're nice too. yepps. n dey understand stuff. yeah..realised all dis dis mornin.&lt;br /&gt;urgh...my sqdmates extra la. n i dun even noe it manx. hermes' profile name list?!? wat sai? aiyah..dey arh..aiks. dun wanna say la. sumtimes i tink dey juz...go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den n den. new head prefects. wadever. lyk i actually care. i dun noe dem manx. hu r dey? aliens..............&lt;br /&gt;no. dunno dem. hu d hell cares abt voting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first periods all damn boring larhs. n maths..nothin got into my head. i mean nuthin wen i say nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den recess. ohh arhs. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe money to a loanshark. a loanshark hu charges interest...how many percent she/he nvr tell me. aiks. dun worry tis loanshark is super unscary one. he/she cant harm me. i owe her/him 100 bucks. yikes. but im happy. i will owe mor money. i dun care. he/she cannot force money out of me. come n haunt me loanshark. ehhh remind me of shark fin soup. haha. how does a shark sound lyk? GARR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had reading. reading was super amusing. yes yes. i was smiling n laffin loudly to myself n der was nuthin farny on d page. in fact, gaia was in deep shit at dat moment. n quincy was unamused. actually she was. but diyanah wudn't haf been amused. diyanah has caught me laffin n smiling at myself millions of times. she juz lurves staring at my amusing face. dats all. der is no reason y i cannot laff or smile at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n had hmt after dat. tatabahasa test. wad crap la. overrall it was supposedly easy but i soo forgot all those stuff. havent been doin em in a veryyy long time. cikgu hasnt been doin dem wif us.&lt;br /&gt;ohhs had DnT after dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den........see larh my sqdmates go out lyk almost everyday. lagi baik duduk rumah tido. aiks. im juz uninterested to come along. it'd b soo kecoh. anyways i cannot take risks. yes..risks. i cannot leave BH's side wen i wanna go home. BH is my lucky charm. no really...she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n banu is lyk....callin everythin n everyone sweet nowadays. yes. so pls do not b flattered if she says dat u r "soo sweet!!". bcoz d onli real sweet person is me. yes, me. ahahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n went home...n....aiks. everything is juz so coincidental. i still dun really noe wad coincidence act. really means. forget abt oxford dict. wdv it really means..i lyk dat word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. n.....BH called me awhile n told me she saw someone in 65. uh huh. n im lyk uh huh. need i say mor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarh..did dumb t-shirt dat stinks. but had a nice time doin laz. coz its juz so peaceful. nobody's at home cept for mum's hu's sleepin n me. which is gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i came online at nite. i got d shock of my life. maria is in luv wif me. no really she is. HAHAHA. she can go n die larh. go n trick me until lyk wad. sheesh. i was lyk soo confused n freaked out by phreaky thang.&lt;br /&gt;she totally spoilt my floating mood manx.&lt;br /&gt;i lyk so totally dropped to d ground after dat. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n pple pple. dun anyhow say i m a despo freak. lemme tell u hu d despo freak is. dey r pple lyk haryani n tanisha. yess. i dun paste ma'ams pix in my blog n i dun tok dirty...(ehem ehem). n der r mani definations if freak. plus i m very civilised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks. everybody is mad at dis sqdmate in our sqd. she sux big time manx. slack until wanna die. juz go n die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks. gtg larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me mor happy days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LI CHU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109292838417121783?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109292838417121783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109292838417121783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109292838417121783' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109275572653173379</id><published>2004-08-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T23:15:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nothing is impossible" -Osama&lt;br /&gt;"Impossible is nothing" -Adidas&lt;br /&gt;"Impossible is I M Possible" - Li Chu's father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's quotes of d day. haha. kinda farny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin kanasai. she not onli sadist always make me jealous....but she oso bcumin mad. see larh. MYP come online den she's like...turning cold n was askin me weder she shud chat wif her. err...haha. syikin bcumin nervous by d second. syikin love apples..i noe. everybody noes. dun deny dat u love apples. wah sai....turning extreme case. ltr she bcum lyk haryani how? den paste MYP's face all over her blog. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...science period. omg! can u bilif it?!? mr ang is still taking us!!! well..at least for dis term. HAHAHA. MUAHAHAHA. ok lah. aiks..i dun lyk force. forces sux. nothin has gone into my brain. im afraid i will not take physics nxt time. i dun wan anythin to do wif maths. i haf no passion for maths. NO PASSION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had MT. bahasa melayu akan pupus. kami ada kempen ckp bahasa melayu sahaja. iyah. supaya bahasa melayu tidak akan pupus! seperti burung dodo! kesian burung dodo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok slightly b4 recess end i was demanding yi ou to draw me anime coz lyk...she draw for syikin nvr draw for me!!!! den i was screamin dat she's biased. ahahaha. den she go and draw for me. YI OU'S DRAWINGS ROX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MATHS! ms tan mei mei nvr come liao... wah saii..... so happy sia. nwaes..my maths hw incomplete. n some guy named mr chin came in. he's hammerhead shark. dats wad we call him. maria shud noe..she noes all sorts of sharks how can she not noe hammerhead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv..my mother is in d room n she's lyk soo totally pissing me off. wad does she noe. she tinks im dat bad. well i M DAT bad. but at least i dun rebel lyk some pple ok. i noe im a lazy bum n a slacker. its not lyk i nvr sedar diri. wdv...not fair. not fair. i dun care. -case closed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..history soo....normal. n boring.n after dat lit. i cannot help but admire ms janice tan's skirts. she lyks to wear those kinda skirts. they're really sweet n feminine. ahaha. i bet i'll spoil d whole feminine image if i wear d skirt. lyk an oversized gorilla in a size 22 ms janice tan skirt. size 22....her waist dat small arh? haha. of coz..she's so thin. i used to tink dat she used to b anorexic wen younger. haha. n she still wanna diet now...wah saii...&lt;br /&gt;drink green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch. went home. laaadeeedummm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my right feet hurts lyk hell. sumthin happened to it in sch juz now but it wasnt dat painful. n after i reached home d pain worsened. it feels lyk its gonna break into 2. i was tinkin of goin to d doc budden wads d use. lyk i can die....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh my mum arh...she arh. y she so kpo arh. y muz she watch tv in my room. she dunno izit. i got study. if she tink i so kanasai her problem larh. wdv larh. i m unappreciated. she doesnt noe dat i m soo totally trying to improve myself. she can jolly well throw away d com i dun care. sian lyk hell. everyday haf to listen to her nag. i go n rebel den she noe. but i dun rebel. im a gd girl. gd girls dun wear short skirts n pierce belly buttons. OK? i f she cant accpet dat i m at least not rebelling, den i will do nothin. i will sit in front of d com d whole day.  I DUN CARE -case closed-&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/6551644-109275572653173379?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109275572653173379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109275572653173379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275572653173379' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109273858456837813</id><published>2004-08-17T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T18:29:44.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No warning of such a sad song&lt;br /&gt;Of broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of fairy tales and fantasy, oh&lt;br /&gt;Were torn apart&lt;br /&gt;I lost my peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way&lt;br /&gt;I knew there's come a time&lt;br /&gt;You'd hear me say&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of always being sick and tired &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;You live in a world where you didn't listen&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't care&lt;br /&gt;So I'm floating&lt;br /&gt;Floating on air &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hrmm..feeling guilty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i m basically doin nuthin. n i m doin badly in stuff dat i shud b doin..well. i m juz bored n distracted larh. shudn't haf had broadband in d first place....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so fast time flies by. its oredi august. yep.. i went browsing thru my archives n i realise d amt of chges. abt me n abt d world ard me. everything chges. can d world lyk not chg for awhile? ok so start of d year. everything was haywire. i was a completely lame poet n i had nuthin betta to do. n i din lyk npcc. yesss..a typical juz get into sec one view. den after dat....i started bcumin much mor weirder n obsessed. but i haf stopped now. n syikin n i were writing our favourite ma'ams names all over our blogs. it muz haf been scary for dem. n oso very annoying. but wth. so now. i m juz a boring person n i haf no life. all i ever one to do is slack n sleep. i so seriously bilif dat i m juz plain stupid n i haf no life. all d life is sucked out of me. blearghx. its onli dat i love npcc. i love my ma'ams. i love hermes. n u dun see ma'ams names in my blog dat much animor. i haf learnt to keep my mouth shut. dats all. i really haf nuthin much to tell story nowadays....im so sleepy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yahh...so today. crater observe us last time n dey said we r not doin standard pumping. so we had to perfect our pumpings today. nice. show dey actually care...n put in effort. yea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its lyk..apt is so incomplete...without hermes. :'( its lyk..so not d same. uh huh. our eldest sister not der animor. now crater is leading herme's younger sisters. ahh...lame larh. wad sister sister. dunno larh. juz feel lyk..very sad...now den i feel sad. saturday felt numb..until monday. how stupid of me. shows dat i havent grown up. its ok...i dun wanna grow up. coz its sad... NO! im bcumin lyk dara. no i muz not b a stone n stay here forever. i muz keep on progressing n bcumin betta. i muz not b self-centred. i muz not. everything chges. it wont b interesting if nuthin chges. no...no..i muz tell myself dat i need to grow up. i muz motivate myself. i shud b doin maths assessments now. no.....i muz shut my mouth up. i shudn't tink so much..but im doin exactly dat. how stupid. filzah! u stupid thing. go n study larh! urgh. y do u keep tinking so much. wad a waste of time....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;one day..all d ma'ams r gonna leave. crater..delphinus....                                           ITS SAD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but nvm...everything chges. everything muz chg. juz haf to make sure dat it chges for d betta.i cannot stand to see........bad things happening. i can see so mani bad things happening in d future. its juz instinct. der r signs in our world..dat show dat so mani things r becumin worst. i dun wan dat to happen. wad happens if cedar npcc stop gettin gold bcoz of filthy self centred sec 1s. is dat most pple tink? kids these days r bcumin mor shitty. aries..was shitty at d beginning of d year,i agree. wad if nxt n nxt n nxt year..so mani filthy self centred n materialistic n pampered sec 1s enter cedar n make life so filthy. no..no..i muz not tink of dat. filzah u asshole stop tokin nonsense. dat wont happen. i wont let it. filzah u tokin shit larh. y u pessimistic filzah. go n die larh filzah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh no..i've lost my mind. i betta stop n study. update ltr at nite wen my brain is normal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109273858456837813?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109273858456837813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109273858456837813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109273858456837813' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109266675504899709</id><published>2004-08-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T22:32:35.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello pple&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin is probably busy chattin wif a bunch of ma'ams now. i tink she loves MYP. yah..wad can i say. alot of pple love MYP. but syikin is goin crazy over MYP i guess. she bcums cold wen she chats wif MYP. sad case sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so today. din stumble upon any dead cats. den apt. ohh nvr do pumping or twinkles. yea..our new ncos set d rules. aiks. wahh..dey so strict or wad. hrmm...dey very serious ehhs. i cannot see any weird sec 3 ma'ams. dey diff. frm hermes. hermes so many weird ma'ams. nvm. its onli d start. mayb after a few months dey turn weird oso. yea........&lt;br /&gt;ma'am joleen specs so cool. very nice on her. make her look artistic.&lt;br /&gt;i wont go crazy over sec 3 ma'ams. coz i dunno dem.. dis is sad. nvm i will get to noe dem soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lit..dum dee dum. ms janice tan cut hair. she look younger n fresher now. n den had history. history gettin boringer larh. wont take history in d future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...after reading had science practical test. arghness larh. i tink i die. everybody die larh. dis so stupid. d first question i so blur in d first place i look ard to see wad pple doin. den i noe wad to do. n i tink dear mr ang saw. he can juz go cut off my marks larh. i noe i die oredi. he was like watchin everyone of us so closely. i first row summore. wah sai...&lt;br /&gt;n den while returning apparatus my two bottom buttons pop out coz i walked into sumthin... cedar buttons damn sucky can. one bottom pop out oredi. n its lyk..im onli left wif 3 buttons. 1 collar button dat is gonna pop out soon too n d uder 2 so far away frm each uder.  rather i'd walk ard naked rite den trying to cover up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had MT aiks aiks. i finish my malay karangan! yay! bahhx. i so rajin. i damn gd girl lah. dat one oso my mother dunno she tink i bcumin worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv larh. ok larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drinkin green tea n green tea n green tea onli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok larh bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109266675504899709?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109266675504899709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109266675504899709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109266675504899709' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109265832868277715</id><published>2004-08-16T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T20:12:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAT TAPPERED SONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mat tappered...&lt;br /&gt;mat tappered di mana engkau?&lt;br /&gt;aku mencarimu di sana sini.....&lt;br /&gt;di mana tappered oh tappered&lt;br /&gt;dah kene sound sekarang buah kecut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mat tappered oh mat tappered&lt;br /&gt;di mana kau melari&lt;br /&gt;lagu ini kene kan kau&lt;br /&gt;tapi kau kau kecut&lt;br /&gt;kau kecut taknak lawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:RAP:&lt;br /&gt;dis song goes out to all d tappered pple&lt;br /&gt;who wear a tappered pants&lt;br /&gt;what's atappered pants&lt;br /&gt;u dunno?&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah tappered pants arh&lt;br /&gt;the pants very nice&lt;br /&gt;but the bottom very tight&lt;br /&gt;u noe wer or not?&lt;br /&gt;the calf area der&lt;br /&gt;arh..dat one der bcum tight&lt;br /&gt;wahh..i hate tappered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go out&lt;br /&gt;we go shopping&lt;br /&gt;we go pasar malam&lt;br /&gt;to buy gifts&lt;br /&gt;and u apek apek&lt;br /&gt;how much are these?&lt;br /&gt;how much are these?&lt;br /&gt;n how much is dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahpek:&lt;br /&gt;or very cheap one&lt;br /&gt;3 for $10&lt;br /&gt;u choose any one is still $10&lt;br /&gt;u go pasar malam always cheap wad&lt;br /&gt;not original&lt;br /&gt;imitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ahpek&lt;br /&gt;ahpek quick&lt;br /&gt;give me size 32&lt;br /&gt;give me plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;thank u&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to anoder shop man&lt;br /&gt;a tailor shop&lt;br /&gt;to go n alter&lt;br /&gt;my pants&lt;br /&gt;to make the bottom smaller&lt;br /&gt;n d rest&lt;br /&gt;as u noe&lt;br /&gt;will stay the same&lt;br /&gt;thank u ahpek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahpek:&lt;br /&gt;welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis wer d rise of the pants begin.&lt;br /&gt;(booo!...)&lt;br /&gt;dis is wer d bellbottoms are out&lt;br /&gt;(aaaahh...)&lt;br /&gt;n d trend of the tappered pants are in&lt;br /&gt;(boooo!..)&lt;br /&gt;if i were to wear tappered pants&lt;br /&gt;i'd cut my legs off&lt;br /&gt;or i'd rather wear a skirt man&lt;br /&gt;bcoz tappered pants looks lyk selengerr&lt;br /&gt;looks lyk shyte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my pants man&lt;br /&gt;look at my pants&lt;br /&gt;look at d bottom dey looks so cool&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;ur leg frm far look lyk chopstick&lt;br /&gt;n all u minahs&lt;br /&gt;dun tink u can escape&lt;br /&gt;u wear tappered&lt;br /&gt;u still i hate&lt;br /&gt;dun care u girl&lt;br /&gt;dun care u boy&lt;br /&gt;u wear tappered&lt;br /&gt;i still hate u all&lt;br /&gt;u all *beeP*&lt;br /&gt;u all *beep*&lt;br /&gt;if i haf a...*beep*&lt;br /&gt;dats how much i hate all u tappered&lt;br /&gt;u tappered pple&lt;br /&gt;can all go n die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109265832868277715?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109265832868277715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109265832868277715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109265832868277715' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109249246562150692</id><published>2004-08-14T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T22:07:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP</title><content type='html'>...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yozzz......today POP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt was nice. cheer until lyk wad. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n b4 pt we exceeded lyk so much. d most n d worst. n i see dat delphinus were given only 10 counts. n we were given mor counts n exceeded until 100 over. so damn stupid n slow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. den durin d real POP thing.... wahalu seh..aftr d 1412 we nvr go back to original place. d only sqd out of place. :/&lt;br /&gt;heh...ma'am edith cute larh. she's so chubby n cute. den her lips can b red without putting lipstick. ohhs..haha. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat. refreshments. n so mani pix were taken. so sick of posing manx. heheh. yea..n dey cut d spongebob cake. heheh. so farny larh. yeah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahalu manx...i feel empty larh. i dunno wad im feeling. i dunno..... i dunno.....&lt;br /&gt;if i say i dun feel anithing bcoz today was happy day its lyk i dun care. budden im gonna miss dem larh. it'd b sooo diff. manx. goo goo ga ga. crater...hurmm....ohh haha. wdv larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebab kebab. ehh today i introduced new word to syikin. it is......*drum rollz*....... "DOLLY" yeah. she cannot call us minah larh. so i introduce to her dolly. a word used for female DOLs. dolly d sheep. baa baa.&lt;br /&gt;she got sheesh kebab frm llama. llama n sid muz b related. coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh den den. took pix wif ma'am kamaliah n syazwani. n den ma'am kamaliah go put her arms ard us n banu so damn jealous. nvr been so close to ma'am kamaliah. lyk big sister lyddat. so cool. nice feeling. so jakun. wahh..ma'am kamaliah so cute sia. she was lyk laffin to herself for god noes wad. her laff so cute. wahh so cute sia. wah sai..i so jakun. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh den i gd girl. went home n sleep. i cannot b bothered to go out wif dem larh..so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya..n juz now maria was lyk telling me abt sharks. she so into sharks. hahaha. she can fight for shark's rights. i'll fight for d orang utans. i'll save dem all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now havin mass convo. lalala. i like manx. i added one new person. yahlah..gonna b a weekend tradition for d same grp of assholes to haf mass convo. we all tok crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i fell in love with the 8th world wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6551644-109249246562150692?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109249246562150692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109249246562150692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109249246562150692' title='POP'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109232247853640622</id><published>2004-08-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T23:16:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYHO THE MARY-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hie. i finish studying..sort of. yada yada yada. while some pple choose to come online b4 studying i study b4 coming online...coz im gd girl. =) gotta go watch OC ltr aniway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppxies. yea...came to sch. took 8 wif d normal pple larh..stumbled upon a dead cat. sheesh. wif d butt torn frm d body. sheesh. aiks. poor cat. disgusting manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...had an amusing surprise went came into class. yesh. kak faizah called me a hotti. wowwiex pple. ahhha. yep yep. nice right my desktop cover. yea of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks...today so sleepy ehhs. i wasnt even paying attention to MR ANG. was dozing off. i cant bilif i did dat. argh. poor mr ang. yea..i din tok much today n din hang abt alot. so sleepy larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookieness. found out dat wen i blush. my forehead turns redder den my cheeks. so wierd...aiks. my face turn red very fast...if i cheer dgn penuh semangatnye oso my face will turn hot red. sheesh. lyk lyk..track n field meet. dian noticed n told me. so i tried not to cheer so...semangatly. n yesterday..i very embarrassed..my face oso damn red n...dey told me my forehead redder. so scary. how alienated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had assembly. sec ones n 2A put up play. haha. ma'am dina play cameo role. yeah. haha. quite farny larh sec 2s one. ohhs kak faizah listen to dis:&lt;br /&gt;after d play i hear nearly everybody say " she very chio eh"....(-_-)".... yah lah. referring to kak izah faizah fizzy izah. d sec ones haf spoken...go scream n hug us all. hahahah. u must b beaming with pride n egoism rite now. kak faizah, go make a fanclub larh. kebabnyeee. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;heh. den sec 1s. yiling bcum old grandma. heheh. so farny. especially d eminem singing my band on d tv. kekekeke. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalaness. i heard some sec 4S movin downstairs to 1O. how scary can dat get. all my sqdmates so happy. really izizt? dey movin coz someone broke leg. eeksness. haiks, takutnye aku.....&lt;br /&gt;mampos aku...kalo betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...mama hari ini masak sambal godok deh. mmmm....ENAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye larh.....the OC startin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109232247853640622?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109232247853640622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109232247853640622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109232247853640622' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109223613503639967</id><published>2004-08-11T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:55:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aim for the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;If you fall, at least you land on the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aim for the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And you fall on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aim for the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And you drop in hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AIM HIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. dis is 1C's quote of the day today..by yiling. haha..thot it was cute so jotted it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks. watched sgp idol. wahh..today's episode so touching or wad... i m moved. got one deaf woman, one speaking problem guy n a guy wif a dead father. so lucky to b -normally perfect- n haf....a family. aiks..so much courage, motivation n wad nots. eeksness...i admire dem. yea..d speaking problem oso quiet cute. i hope he finds a kindhearted caring future wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalaness...sheesh lah...today was...amusing, tiring, fun n ...ermm normal.&lt;br /&gt;yea...guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths....aiks. ms tan...i cannot stand see her gd mood larh. very iritating lyddat. so lame arh...grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess had DnT. oklarh....... i spent last night finishing painting my key holder. startng on notepad holder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den CE...had d future job thing. ermmx yar. ohh..i wanted to b a missionary. hahaha. go to timbucktoo n feed d starving. n save endangered orang utans. yepp. my cartoons sucked larh..but kinda farny larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drills session. ermm...erm....juz revise revise n den.........&lt;br /&gt;see arh..dis drill pop up in my mind..... gerak.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot command...I CANNOT!&lt;br /&gt;so nervous...n n n...so pressurizing bcoz...nvm. n den...aiyah.. dunno arh. i duno weder dey need to move kiri or kanan.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah...im one blurr queen n my brain one-sided one larh. yalah..ofcoz i keep failing maths. my brain one sided n i haf stml. *sad case*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile we stopped n we had erm..honesty game or wdv it is. had to confess abt which ma'ams we ou. oh yah..while im typing dis. HI MYP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..after dat played games. boring..fun...too tired to play....yea..dat kinda stuff. wowwiex....embarrassment lar todays drill session. ohh..n last drill session wif sec 4 ma'ams. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.....so kanasai larh. tmr no drills session. "study for maths test"&lt;br /&gt;y everytime maths test. i m sick of maths tests....&lt;br /&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/6551644-109223613503639967?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109223613503639967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109223613503639967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109223613503639967' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109204509336763162</id><published>2004-08-09T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:51:33.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEE!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such a busy day. no..i din do much i spent my whole time online. but everybody's chatting wif me. my fingers r tired n im sweating lyk a mad fat cow. blahs. im so famous. haha..yea rite. blahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MASS CONVOS!!! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to it. everyone is..except for maria. she's always bored. im a nice junior to haf accompanied her wif SMSes! wow..my sms bills went up oredi i tink eversince i gotten to noe MARIA. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppz. i got to noe a whole load of vs guys. n a maris stella guy. ooh michael is very kental n kentang but he's very sociable. lyk tokin to him. blahx. michael, thank me!!!! hahha. saya rindu bangat sama mu. saya juga rindukan pacar madu babi ku, hafez. blahx. last nite, made fun of hafez. got his pix. damn kental cannz? hahah. he's so cute. oh my...&lt;br /&gt;yepp...n marcus wif his "wat sia". blahx. chatted frm 9.30 to 11.45 last nite.&lt;br /&gt;nice manx. hafta stop my tueday nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i introduced dina pisang to maria. crazy spasticatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahx. my sis wanna use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya!&lt;br /&gt;muackz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109204509336763162?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109204509336763162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109204509336763162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109204509336763162' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109201981872185884</id><published>2004-08-09T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T10:50:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 39th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behaviour="alternate"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109201981872185884?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109201981872185884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109201981872185884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109201981872185884' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109195526787123367</id><published>2004-08-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T16:54:27.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIPAH TERTIPU!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIPAH TERTIPU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;filzah tertipu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a dumb song..........but nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Tipah tertipu tertipu tipu tetipah&lt;br /&gt;Tipah tertipu tertipu tipu tetipah&lt;br /&gt;Tipah tertipu tertipu tipu tetipah&lt;br /&gt;Tipah tertipu lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT:&lt;br /&gt;Bila berkata tentang tipah tertipu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Jangan salahkan sesiapa, salahkan diri sendiri yang tahu menilai sesuatu yang baik, buruk dan rugi cinta datang dan pergi jangan tergadai diri&lt;br /&gt;Kau harus tahu dan kau harus fikir hah!&lt;br /&gt;Ini permainan bukan boleh diduga&lt;br /&gt;C.A.T. A.K.A. pria pujangga bucu kasar menggegarkan telinga&lt;br /&gt;Azan mulakannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZAN:&lt;br /&gt;Kisah tipah ini satu pengajaran&lt;br /&gt;yang buat kita fikir, oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;mulanya seperti kain yang suci&lt;br /&gt;tapi dicemari dunia keji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ MODE:&lt;br /&gt;Senang percaya si Jeffri; dia ditipu lelaki&lt;br /&gt;senang pula ubah hati;kerna dikikir emosi&lt;br /&gt;menipu sana sini; tanggung kandungan sendiri&lt;br /&gt;bila problem dah menggunung, tak ade yang dapat tolong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulang # 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAIN:&lt;br /&gt;Selepas tertipu, dia yang menipu&lt;br /&gt;dan tipu.. sudah jadi sebati dgn diri&lt;br /&gt;Tipu dah tetipah, kerana selesa&lt;br /&gt;dengan gaya hidupnya yang gila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulang @, #2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila makin terdesak, tertipu, menipu&lt;br /&gt;Menangis seorang diri, mengenang nasib&lt;br /&gt;Yang rugi, tak suci, dah lagi&lt;br /&gt;dan kini masa untuk kebenaran muncul kembali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP:&lt;br /&gt;Kau sedar taktik kau dah lari, kau bersilih ganti&lt;br /&gt;Sampai bila pun kau tak cukup; dan tak mudah berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak dicari, serta menjadi-jadi kerna&lt;br /&gt;kernamu mudah dijual, mudah dibeli Jeffri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey..ey dah bingit ni ,menangisi&lt;br /&gt;derita ditanggung sendiri&lt;br /&gt;apa dicari, mengapa kau salahkan Ali?[mengapa?..]&lt;br /&gt;bangun sendiri, tak kira malam pagi (just for you baby)&lt;br /&gt;jangan tangisi derita yang kau cari sendiri&lt;br /&gt;ma you da best dada,I'm the best papa&lt;br /&gt;ma you hilang semua,papa sama saja&lt;br /&gt;ikut penangan jiwa sendiri kan bertanya&lt;br /&gt;Bila masa cinta berputik dipinggirian dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, bolehku tanya, siapa nama&lt;br /&gt;oh Tipah, pernahku dengar tapi di mana ya&lt;br /&gt;mungkinkah dari teman-temanku&lt;br /&gt;kaulah gadis itu; yang selalu ditipu&lt;br /&gt;engkaulah tipah tertipu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulang #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipah tertipu tertipu; aku tak tahu tak tahu&lt;br /&gt;aku tak dapat nak bantu; tipah tertipu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipah, selamat hari jadi.. kau sudah kenakena&lt;br /&gt;tipu lagi; takde sape yang boleh tolong&lt;br /&gt;melainkan tuan punya body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulang # sampai habis&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/6551644-109195526787123367?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109195526787123367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109195526787123367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109195526787123367' title='TIPAH TERTIPU!!!!'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109187366440303188</id><published>2004-08-07T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T18:34:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if dis was real... i'll talk to animals n live with them. i'll fly to the clouds n eat dem lyk candyfloss and milkshakes. yummiex. i'll sit by the river n sing a lullaby to d fishies. i'll sing n dance in d rain. kiss the stars. jump over the moon. moooo.... i'll star a role in spongebob. or appear in the simpsons.i'll dive to the deepest depths n unveil all secrets unknown to me. i'll find dat special someone n mayb we could sit by d beach. d breeze, d waves...yummiex. n we'll dive in n live wif d sea creatures. i'll eat planktons n seals. n blow water out of my body. woot. im a giant whale. i'll meet d hottest boy without approaching collin for help. i'll meet d cutest girl. i'll take d boy. haryani takes d cute girl. i'll marry mike n also chester. i'll go around d world screaming "SOMEBODY KILL ME! IM JUZ SO HAPPY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbol: The Water Bearer&lt;br /&gt;Ruling Planet: Uranus/ Saturn&lt;br /&gt;Element: Air&lt;br /&gt;Cross/Quality: Fixed&lt;br /&gt;Group: Theoretical&lt;br /&gt;House Ruled: Eleventh&lt;br /&gt;Polarity: Positive&lt;br /&gt;Opposite Sign: Leo&lt;br /&gt;Favorable Colors: Electric Blue &amp; Glow-in-the-Dark Shades&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Gem: Amethyst&lt;br /&gt;Key Body Part: Ankles &amp;amp; Circulatory System&lt;br /&gt;Period: Jan. 20 - Feb. 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basic Profile:Progressive, original, idealist, altruistic, issue-oriented, charismatic, up-to-date, visionary, humanitarian, personable, imaginative, generous, inspiring, practical, congenial, casual, open-minded, amiable, inventive, off-beat, but can be rebellious, eccentric, thoughtlessness, contrarian, childish, aloof, uninvolved, obstinate, antisocial, unconventional, impressionable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Aquarians:Toni Morrison, Susan B Anthony, Jackie Robinson, Charles Darwin, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/span&gt;, James Dean, Edouard Manet, John Travolta, James Joyce, Lord Byron, Wayne Gretsky, Ronald Reagan, Virginia Woolf, Paul Newman, Michael Jordan, Norman Rockwell, Charles Dickens, George Burns, Thomas Edison, Abraham Lincoln, Franklin D Roosevelt, Clark Gable, Galileo, Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped from nsq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when going to school, car? commute?-&gt; bus&lt;br /&gt;2. what time do you usually arrive in school?-&gt; 6.45am&lt;br /&gt;3. name of school?-&gt; cgss&lt;br /&gt;4. you live near/far from school?-&gt; far&lt;br /&gt;5. your school near/far from the bus-stop?-&gt;quite near&lt;br /&gt;6. tuition fee?-&gt; i dun haf tuition&lt;br /&gt;7. how much is your weekly allowance?-&gt;$20-$30&lt;br /&gt;8. favorite subject?-&gt; ermm...science! n oso home ec&lt;br /&gt;9. favorite teachers/professors?-&gt; MR ANG!&lt;br /&gt;10. favorite classmates?-&gt; many.many. many.&lt;br /&gt;11. favorite spot in school?-&gt; ermm....classroom. 1C n 1N&lt;br /&gt;12. favorite hang-out after school spot?-&gt; ermm..dunno&lt;br /&gt;13. favorite event held in school?-&gt; dunno&lt;br /&gt;14. friends in school?-&gt; mani mani mani&lt;br /&gt;15. where do you usually eat?-&gt; canteen or class&lt;br /&gt;16. you eat alone or with friends?-&gt; friends&lt;br /&gt;17. crush in school?-&gt; oh,forgot to say dat i come frm an all gals sch&lt;br /&gt;18. gimmick place after school?-&gt; ermmm...&lt;br /&gt;19. what do you do during breaks?-&gt; crap wif d pariahs or spasticatos&lt;br /&gt;20. are you engaged in any sports in your school?-&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;21. what time do you usually go home?-&gt; depends&lt;br /&gt;22. you go home alone?-&gt; nowadays i dun go home alone.&lt;br /&gt;23. any club or orgs?-&gt; PARIAH! SPASTICATOS!&lt;br /&gt;24. do you like your uniforms?-&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;25. what is the nicest thing about your school?-&gt; erm...ohh.. we haf many cute seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last digit in your mobile number- 5&lt;br /&gt;last person in your Received Calls list- mom&lt;br /&gt;last person in your Dialled Numbers list- mom&lt;br /&gt;last person in your Missed Calls list- haslina&lt;br /&gt;last person in your Phone Book list- zul&lt;br /&gt;last person who sent you a text message- haslina&lt;br /&gt;last person you talked to on the phone- bro&lt;br /&gt;last person who added you in his/her friends list- michael&lt;br /&gt;last person you added in your friends list- michael&lt;br /&gt;last person you wrote a testimonial for- fateha&lt;br /&gt;last person who sent you an e-mail- quincy&lt;br /&gt;last food eaten- pisang goreng&lt;br /&gt;last song heard on the radio- lloyd banks&lt;br /&gt;last website visited- yuslyana's&lt;br /&gt;last person you were with- haryani&lt;br /&gt;last beverage drank- pure cold water&lt;br /&gt;last tv show watched- la viva bam&lt;br /&gt;last channel watched- MTV&lt;br /&gt;last class you attended in school- err...D&amp;amp;T&lt;br /&gt;last subject studied- maths&lt;br /&gt;last grade received- maths&lt;br /&gt;last school book read- science&lt;br /&gt;last pocketbook read- -nil-&lt;br /&gt;last person you thought of before answering this- a person name...FILZAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109187366440303188?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109187366440303188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109187366440303188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109187366440303188' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109180445208513161</id><published>2004-08-06T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T23:00:52.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP parade</title><content type='html'>HOLLER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..dat today was maddening larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in d morning i called syikin up to ask weder today we r suppose to come in red n white bcoz i scared i wake up wrong day. sometimes...its lyddat. syikin was unamused by my phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch. i had a white hairband on my head. syikin said it made me look spastically sweet. i havent wore a hairband for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den bla bla bla. ARGH! d parade was soo nice. sheesh. baoling was saying she's gonna die. yess! i noe..i was oso gonna faint. our ma'ams down der! n d ncc contigent so cool......no really...dey're drills very gd ehhs. nice manx. ooh n kak raihana so chio manx. she sooooo chio.&lt;br /&gt;haha. den d RCY fancy drills thing oso cool manx. so nice. wahh..dey muz haf loads of fancy drills sessions. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hall n err had d prize giving. n den sing songs. so crazy. yuppx. yucks i hate sitting in skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat...went back to class. saw maria...n her leg got problem. still can stranggle me. so freaky manx. she was lookin deep into my eyes n her hands were shakin me. she looked lyk a possessed deranged woman. scary manx. n den she said " dis is for scaring me wif ur dead hamster!" she's scared of kupeng. i managed to freak her out! accomplishment! kupeng will live in out hearts forever.....kupeng, i will always rmb u eventho u r dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went heartland wif yanyi, sharron, har n yati. haha. im a pig! disgusting freaking pig. spent money on food. dey all very piggy ahz. can finish so much in juz lyk..30 minutes or so. i cudnt even finish my two chicken breasts. ohh n yah. ma'am josephine. stalker pple stalkers. beware of haryani. i feel so bad..following haryani to accomplish wad she came to heartland for. 'seeing ma'am josephine'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..ermm. ice cream balls r nice! hahax. den went take neos. haik haik. crazy lah dey all. go n scream lyk mad until d lady come n warn us. hahax. ee! haryani looked lyk a pervert in one of dem! DISGUSTED! yucks haryani. everytime i look at d pix. i wan to laff lyk mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im chattin wif a few mad pple now.&lt;br /&gt;rg gal : SIDDIE!&lt;br /&gt;chi go pekness: har (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;vs guy : marcus -kus kus-&lt;br /&gt;vs guy: hafiz ...&lt;br /&gt;vs guy: collin  (collin collin hes the man if he cant do it no1 can) IT RHYMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D CONVERSATION IS MADDENING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONEY BUNNIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109180445208513161?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109180445208513161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109180445208513161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109180445208513161' title='NDP parade'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109170913897308690</id><published>2004-08-05T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T20:32:18.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a thurs.ok larh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning assembly. somebodi uncivilised in trouble for writing uncivilised stuff in her blog. ohh wdv larhs. all of us write bad things n scold teachers in our blogs. syikin was lyk..panicking bcoz she thot she's guilty. which is true. n so r many uder pple. yahh lyk me n U n U n U n U n U n U...........................n U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. so got back maths test. i fail i knew it larh. k...abt 14 ppl in our class pass. n onli one person got A1. haik haik. im not showin my mum until lyk....tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;n ders a maths common test nxt friday. ehh...act. i dun tink i'll even show my mum my maths test larh. i'll ask my dad to sign early in d mornin wen i rushin to go sch. dat way he wont ask anythin. he wont even noe dat dats a maths test.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT...haiks.. crazyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DnT. ermm...oklarh. johnny toh not der. nice. n d teacher mistaken us for a sec2 class at first n went on tokin abt picture frame n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to CP wiff lichu n tanisha. after half n hour tanisha abandoned us. haik haik. i cannot bilif it. i bought skirt. coz all d knee-length shorts r either too expensive or haf silly paterns on em or r mor lyk slacks type which is disgusting. arh. n i see d converse n OP shorts all so nice but dey haf patterns patterns!!! n r not white. yepp. so tmr i will look very girly which is very spastic. oklah. since im wearin skirt i accesorize myself to bucm a real girl larh. stupid lah i was planning on wearing my Man U jersey...n wad...wear wif skirt. pergi masuk neraka lah. haik. nvm nxt yr i will find bottoms of my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go n die: pergi mampus&lt;br /&gt;go to hell: pergi masuk neraka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...den we went banquet n ate banana chocolate fudge crepes. n li chu din wanna eat d bananas bcoz she dun wanna shit ltr. n went to library to read children's books. how relaxing. so nostalgic. very nice to live a kiddies life. wish i cud b 5 year old again. n my mum can make me milo in a bottle or sumthin. n i can watch teletubbies, bear in the big blue house n bob the builder all day while sucking out of d bottle. yumx. i so miss d milo my mum made n d nestle. n how she wud make me fall asleep in her lap while singing to me lullabies. haix...so nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bygones. can nvr b a kiddo again. so muz enjoy sec 1 life as much as possible n try to b as normal as possible bcoz if not can turn crazy lyk haryani n will regret in ltr part of life. haha. ohh n muz enjoy np as much as possible too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum advice me to not wear striped or pink underwear tmr if not can see thru. i noe! but tanisha wan to see. nvm...i wont wear . some pple may come in black underwear n white skirt. hu noes. attention seeker type or dey juz lost their marbles somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...bye larh&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/6551644-109170913897308690?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109170913897308690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109170913897308690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109170913897308690' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109162429434965407</id><published>2004-08-04T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:12:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a wednesday. yea... wow..so sleepy. i still havent do science hw n transfer my maths 1 to my maths 2. hope ms tan nvr come again tmr. n i got muscle cramp again. stupid larh. always lyddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...yest was oklarh. ermm....yesterday bcoz of sumones fault (ehem ehem) i bcame high again. den den...ohh our new eng teacher. ms jou or wdv her name is. she's oklarh. den science...MR ANG! practical. do some practical. mr ang very ego. he lyk to praise himself n make himself seem so majestic. ....juz lyk me larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch. hmm..oh yarh. ahah. was very sian so we asked haslina to tell a us a lame joke. but she dunno any. so we made her tell us somethin abt her sis to make us laff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drills. onli ma'am kamaliah took us. taught us 5 to 7 new drills. kinda cool larhs. yuppx. great drill session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. todae.&lt;br /&gt;BH mentioned sumthin abt sloths. n we were debatin our way to sch on weder d sloth's eyes r lyk ma'am dina's eyes. coz BH says dat sloth's eyes r lyk slits while i say dat sloths haf big humungus eyes dat scare d shit out of u. i still tink dat sloths haf big humungus eyes tho. i'll start tokin abt sloth rights one day. i've oredi started on woman's rights n orang utans' rights. now it may b d sloths turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...... had prefect voting. wdv larh. i vote anyhow. i dunno any of dem dat well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had CE. mrs lim took over ms tan. she damn cool larh.&lt;br /&gt;so had eng summary test n sc test. i tink my summary ok larh. exactly 150 words without making any chges. n my sc test i was unsure of abt 2 Qs. lets hope i dun fail any. i tink i fail my maths test larh. garauntee. sec 1O 9 passes 30 faliures. if lyddat oredi..wad abt 1C. d class famous for doing super bad for maths n geog. ...we were last for geog n one of d last classes for maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooos....after sch. had lunch. n den sharron, har, tanisha, baoling(hahaha) n diyana n i went play wif water. childish larh. but we sec 1 wad. sec 1 suppose to b childish n retarded. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went 1N. n den...had fashion disaster underwear fiesta wen tanisha n har started to attack me. pervs. disgusting lah. dey were lyk...eee...disgusting manx. n den dey started tokin abt disgustin stuff . yucks. eee...total chi go pekness manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hanging ard in 1N for lyk..almost every single time i realise dat d class is getting wierder n wierder everytime i step in n dey're getting smarter n smarter too. dis means dat wierd pple r smart pple. n according to most pple aries is a 'very wierd sqd'. da means we're smart. hhah. we r juz blur.......i tink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....had drills session. ma'am flora n MYP took us. ma'am kamaliah onli took us for awhile n den left again. ohh so sad... yuppx. nwaes..our drills suck larh. d new drills dat we learn suck. yuppx larh. okies...ehh i tink i lyk it wen ma'am kamaliah take us alone ehhs. kinda nice. ermm...ohh i realise sumthin. MYP was comanding us today. so lyk sometimes wen i look at her its lyk her face reminds me of a guinea pig or hamster lyddat. amusing larh. i tink its her eyes n cheeks. cool huh. yahh so guinea pigs n hamsters r cute n so is she.&lt;br /&gt;so no drills session tmr. banu wanted so much. stupid larh she she wan drills session juz to see ma'am kamaliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahr...i still havent get my bottoms. nvm larhs. tmr i go find n den i go return fearless oso. stupid larh..i found some very nice ones budden so expensive. y shud i buy sumthin so expensive juz to wear for ndp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...during malay lesson. cikgu has dis policy of speaking malay. so fatmah n me try to speak malay dgn penuh semangat. n we were bored to death so we decided to buat pantun merepek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek meraban&lt;br /&gt;MYP sangat tampan&lt;br /&gt;nenek buat sarapan&lt;br /&gt;mari kita makan&lt;br /&gt;makan sambal belacan&lt;br /&gt;berak masuk jamban&lt;br /&gt;berjoget di atas papan&lt;br /&gt;ahpek mengayuh sampan&lt;br /&gt;terjumpa nenek kebayan&lt;br /&gt;yang memandu kereta nissan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets translate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonsensical crap&lt;br /&gt;MYP so shuai&lt;br /&gt;grandma make breakfast&lt;br /&gt;let's eat&lt;br /&gt;eat sambal belacan&lt;br /&gt;shit inside toilet bowl&lt;br /&gt;dance on wooden plank&lt;br /&gt;ah peh row d boat&lt;br /&gt;met creepy old woman&lt;br /&gt;who was driving a nissan car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...&lt;br /&gt;wdv larhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe pple b'day pressies n testis. wahalu. so many pple b'day in august.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to maroon 5's somgs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i was so high i did not recognise the fire burning in her eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know I tend to get so insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It doesn't matter anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's compromise that moves us along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My heart is full and my door's always open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&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/6551644-109162429434965407?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109162429434965407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109162429434965407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109162429434965407' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109145108219601183</id><published>2004-08-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:51:22.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiks. i passd my lit. test. so wad? i din get n A1...or A2 or somthin. stupid larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tan gd mood today. wdv happened to her. she's suppose to b mad at us. how come she's so jolly. stupid larh. pms-y teacher. garrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science. haik.&lt;br /&gt;bao hui is 44 kg which makes her 440N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes....so mani hw today. ohh wdv larhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din hang out wif har today. onli came up to her durin recess to remind her to tuck in her shirt. see..im such a gd fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeee! so intimidated to pull out ma'am dina's eyes everytime i see her.&lt;br /&gt;filzah! rub dat evil smile off ur face!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so uncivilised. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109145108219601183?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109145108219601183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109145108219601183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109145108219601183' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109129463046218283</id><published>2004-08-01T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:23:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a monday&lt;br /&gt;i m waiting&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;i m fading&lt;br /&gt;n by wednesday&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD MORNING HOMIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesss...it is 12.43 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.today was nice larh... a very nice day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo.......had drills session b4 parade wif ma'am kamaliah. ok arhs. she make us do hentak. yepp. denz its a miracle durin parade we din get our things lost n haf to chg so mani times. hee...dats nice. had combined pt. basketball. din finish playing. tink aries scored mor den delphinus. haha. yep yep. it started raining. so we played jacob's ladder. which was real farny. heex. n double wacko. hahaha. so farny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat campcraft..learned first aid thingy. heex. all our dressings cacat. n learned a lil abt hurricane lamp. yupp yupp. had drills after dat. whee..i act. enjoyed drills. yeah manx. so we learned diff. typo drills...dat will b executed durin p.o.p which will b on 14 august. yupps yupps. n we kinda improved which is cool n oso gifs a sense of accomplishment. but still hafta improve to even betta. yays. ma'am kamaliah rox larh. she's so dedicated. i admire her very much. yepps. a great ma'am indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so debrief. hrmm.....sec 4 ma'am video taping. n yeah. it was nice. we sang n cheered for dem. had fun lyk really. n MYP ask if we will miss hermes. n wen we say yes she say we bullshitting (or  sumthin lyddat). but really, i will miss orhs. mor used to hermes den crater. n d sec 4 ma'ams really created an impact on us orhs. lyk duh-uh. dey made a difference in npcc n in our lives. n its lyk..very sad to see dem go. n aries really owe it to hermes. d ma'ams hu took us. dey screamed, laffed at our mistakes, throw sarcastic remarks make us do pumping but it all make each n everyone of us learn a lesson. improved our drills made us mor err..betta lah in wdv der is to improve on. motivated us inspired us make us go crazy over dem n so on. so yeah. rawk on hermes. we will miss u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. so d new NCOs were announces. ma'am edith, ma'am fadilah n ma'am emmalyne gonna take us. hrmm..hope their err up to standard ma'ams..wdv dats suppose to mean... but ofcoz dey arh..if not dey wont b promoted in d first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame ass filzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dismissed. haizz...so sad. some sec 2 ma'am cried. n syazwani cried. ohh syazwani is not faking it alrite n i dun tink she's only crying for dear ma'am kamaliah. not juz bcoz ma'am kamaliah is her fav. ma'am n she's going away. mor den dat larh. as i said. ma'am kamaliah is really dedicated n really went all d way to make aries improve on drills. yeah. n ofcoz d uder ma;ams lah. cant b tokin onli abt ma'am kamaliah. MYP oso made a diff. in our lives ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were lyk blahx. MYP said if we haf anythin to say to d ma'ams or ask we can do it now. so yarh. we came up to ma'am kamaliah. n err... gave a speech of gratitude (ehem ehem). n i itnk m'am kamlaiha cudn't tak it..she very malu..&lt;br /&gt;heeex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dat......went orchard wif spasticatos 2 n 5. hahaha. on d bus we saw ah pek wif brownie hat. n lyk..hehehehe. so nwaes. took printz. went ard searching for caps n bottoms. yuppz. syikin bought spiderman poster which haryani used to hit pple with in d MRT ltr on... sooos, pigged out at mcD's again. yupps larh. i feel fat. after doing drills which cud've make me lose abt 1kg i go n eat so much fattening stuff. which include 2 packets of fries, mcnuggets, v.coke(syikin's idea), 4 packets of mayonneise n a hot fudge sundae. n we brought our balloons in wif us. hahx. nonsense lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haryani was being a disgusting ass as usual. yuppz. d way i eat ice cream is lyk im kissing it as said by syikin. syikin was feeling disgusted but she nvr act. realise dat she was juz as disgusting as any one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haryani, d chi go pek n turning into a les bcoz of ma'am josephine,  was being very pervertic. she was touching syikin lyk a mad cow in d MRT. n used d spiderman poster to hit a man's butt PURPOSELY. yahh. incivillised baboons.&lt;br /&gt;im lucky im normal. syikin n i will try to avoid har for d rest of d week. haryani's a goddamn freak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes...reched home n slept. n i had leg cramp again. stupid larh. im so prone to leg cramps. now i noe how i get leg cramps in d middle of d nite. ok i was half asleep n somehow my legs were stretching by demselves coz my brain got nuthin betta to do.. wen suddenly i felt a shock in my left leg. n d stretched muscle refuse to contract..or izizt expand. ok..it refuse to go back to its normal position larh. n so it was stuck up der n it juz freezed. cud feel one lump of tensed up muscle n it was very painful. lasted abt 5 minutes n i thot i was goin to lose my left leg. after dat, very hard to walk n very painful. okies so how.&lt;br /&gt;my bro told me im lacking of minerals which is true bcoz i eat d same thing but i nvr take all those err nourishing stuff lyk fruits. i dun eat fruit animor larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp..so wdv. my body is wierd. so watched a walk to rmb on hbo. i watched b4. its very nice. hrm...haix...its a feel good movie. shane west. if onli such pple lyk d charactr he played act. exist in d world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye honey bunnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109129463046218283?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109129463046218283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109129463046218283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109129463046218283' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109118611638391573</id><published>2004-07-30T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T19:15:48.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the love profusion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You make me know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the love vibration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You make me feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You make it shine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BODOHIKO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yozz pple. today is a friday. kind of a bad day larh...hrmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly..i had trouble wakin up in d mornin.which is not me bcoz i always wake up on time. n den i rushed to sch. but i&amp;nbsp;arrived early as usual.&amp;nbsp;hrmm...i cudn't do standard pumping....wads up wif dat larh. how come today im soo weak. sheesh. hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had science. n darth vader? wad crap mr ang tokin. n..n...HAHA. we had fun laffin at him. he's so spastic! n he's drawing sux big time! haha. heh..he rawks larh. i love science. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae...history..badd. i juz pass A1. if i lost dat 1 mark i b3 oredi. stupid larh. hmph. ms lizah not happy wif us..can see dat. almost everybody not happy wif 1C. onli mr ang loves teaching us. yea..he said dat himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had maths ...shit arhs. we had maths test. n ms tan not happy dat we nvr get redi first. so we were delayed by 5 minutes frm jogging. n den after d test. ms tan go nag us n lecture us until 10.25. n i was havin a really bad tummy ache. i cudn't possibly cut her n say i need to poo so badly. n blah blah blah. haix..i do agree dat 1C sux lyk hell is uncooperative n sit on their bums all day bullshitting n nyah nyah nyah. but she cant push d blame to yiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a mood swingy unreasonable teacher. she wans to sack yiling n wad? replace yiling wif chemical reacted glucose? y i say chemical reacted arh..bcoz sugar turns black after heating. n dat particular glucose is black. blearghx. i had a chat wif yiling durin lunch. n&amp;nbsp;yiling is soo depressed n stressed n pressurised by&amp;nbsp;ms tan.&amp;nbsp;ergh.. &lt;br /&gt;bitch. i can see&amp;nbsp;d real thing now...grrr... &lt;br /&gt;she's so freakin biased.&amp;nbsp;her mood is&amp;nbsp;juz lyk a pendulum. wen happy mood call us darrling wdv n wen mad she says dat we do horrible work n r horrible even tho she noes its juz a small thing. lyk wad...forgetting to draw cylinders n lines?!?&amp;nbsp;grr.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n 1C. ergh. so many old grandmothers. stupid larh. my class sux sometimes. act. dey suck all d time. i juz dun haf d heart to say. n dun wanna listen to yiling. i really pity yiling. yiling is anticipating to get sacked. she really cannot hold on. ms tan tinks yiling wans to keep her job but NO. yiling doesn't haf d energy to keep up wif ms tan's crap animor. but i dun wan ms tan to sack yiling. it wud betta if yiling come to ms tan n ask to quit den ms tan sacking her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had music.ms chye nvr come. GD! so we go had lessons on our own in d music room. yuppz. haix. crap larh. i nvr practice. onli listen to demos. sian arhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so assembly. ohh wdv larhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths remedial. YAY! no mor mr&amp;nbsp;ah kok babes. chg teacher again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dey made a discovery. ..intersting larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haryani is a frekoistic ass. hrmmm........ its normal larh. har its normal for u to b such an ass without knowing it. im sure u get my msg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr haf parade. basketball. i dun play basketball. i onli noe how to bounce d ball. but i guess dats gd enuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastico5: syikin-o &lt;br /&gt;spastico6: muhaina-o &lt;br /&gt;spastico7:sarah-o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARRR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ur a part of me now...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;try to run...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u can't escape...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/6551644-109118611638391573?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109118611638391573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109118611638391573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109118611638391573' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109110333980373822</id><published>2004-07-29T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T20:15:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SE-PASTI-CA-TO (clap x4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello peepsies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wait, wad did sushi A say to sushi B?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ans: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WASSUP B!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha..LAME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok larh. im spastico n syikin n muhaina worship me. dey keep cheering se-pasti-ca-to. dey soo love me manx. yea.. i noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yest FIRST PERIOD SCIENCE!!! HAHAH. went to lab. HAHA. cool seh.. heheh. I LOVE SCIENCE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;den lyana was video taping pple. n she go videotape syikin i n all durin recess. n i BROKE SYIKIN'S SPECS! yea baby. it fell to d floor n i stepped on it. n it was all caught on tape. cool huh? n syikin was freakin pissed after dat. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after sch....took 155 after bustop was quite empty. n walked to MRT station. ang mo kio n toa payoh mrt or sumthin was disrupted. SUMBODI DIED AT D BISHAN MRT. cool huh? haha. n we followed bananas into d stadium. bananas dun rock. dey're not onli ugly dey're fattening..dey contain too much energy.BAHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n it was damn fun. y? coz IT RAINED! n we got ourselves wet. syikin n i din wanna use umbrellas but d prefect forced us to. haix. n wen it got heavier we seek shelter. n..d place was filled wif d screeching of cedarians. screaming their lungs out. coz we juz love doin dat. n den it stopped. so we went in again...after awhile it started pouring again..n we seek shelter again. haiz... but nvm. den we went back in...HAHA. sat in front of sarah, sofia n fatmah. sofia is spastico 3. she's bcame freakin spastic. she rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastico: filzah-o&lt;br /&gt;spastico2: haryan-o&lt;br /&gt;spastico3: sofia-o&lt;br /&gt;spastico 4: fatmah-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mor will join me in my league to make d world a much mor normal place. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;d world cannot rotate on its own axis wifout US!&lt;br /&gt;haha...lyk reeeel arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHH!!! i wet d angel! i wet d angel! GRRR! lucky onli d top part kena air. now i noe d ink is made up of pink, blue n dark green ink. yahh..it stained parts of d angel wif those colours.&amp;nbsp;its supposedly black. it ran. i juz learned dis stuff durin science in d topic: seperation thot by mr ang today!!!! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i will take betta care of my wallet nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home...reached home at 9.10 pm. went to eat wif lyana, muhaina,&amp;nbsp;banu n BH at mcD at tp. n sheena.. was der. yekeleh. went home alone. n stinky. damn stinky larh. esp. my tie. yucks. n i had no skirt left. so i had to wash my skirt n my socks......my socks,i hanged it out&amp;nbsp;to dry..until now oso haven&amp;nbsp;dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check email den go sleep. bzzzzzzzzt...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today come to sch. everybody soo sleepy arhs.&amp;nbsp;had apt....pple pple. tuck in ur shirts. manx. dun try to act cool cannz even tho u noe ur not? HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i realise dat im offending many cedarians by saying dis. but im juz referring to my dear (-_-)&amp;nbsp;sqdmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD SCIENCE! HAD SCIENCE! hah. k fine....... started learning seperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im a betta AV rep. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokay.......had MT n den HAHAHA. crapped wif fatmah again arhs. we were luffin lyk hell. she's so lame arhs. i cant stand her. she muz always tok crap. heheh. dats wad i lyk.&amp;nbsp;i lyk to socialize wif&amp;nbsp;pple hu crap alot, r funny n r lame. dey r sumthin to luff at. n i've been told dat im a joke&amp;nbsp;by some pple. blehx. im normal!!! n den i was laffin so hard cikgu pick me out n ask me to sweep d floor. n i can onli find penyapu lidi. so i went ard sweeping wif penyapu lidi. heheh.&amp;nbsp;yeah..n fatmah was checkin out my muscles. she said its very nice to touch. DISGUSTING! eeks. im so muscly. deranged spastic gorilla!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaes.... last period english! AAAHHH! AAAAHHH! sheeshnes manx. my psycho hormones were so high. ooh. ms sebatian..thank u for booking lab 2 instead of lab 3 or 4 or somethin. im so gonna miss her wen she leaves us...coz she's so nice n boring. she rawks for being so lyddat. n she's so clueless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;KAWAII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;GAAARRRRRR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;no..no...i wasn't referring to ms sebastian wif d screaming. y shud i scream for ms sebastian?!? ms sebastian is not kawaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ohh wdv larhs. BH go draw draw my hand n she say dat we're gonna die of lead poisoning. yay! juz lyk d shang kings!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hrmm....i wonder if we can suffer frm kidney faliure&amp;nbsp;frm drinking too much Jbeanie. izit food dye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;PARIAH!!!! yay. im a pariah. i behead animals n i broke syikin's specs! but really....im against animal abuse. mr ang told us dat most expensive perfumes haf dis disgusting substance frm civit cats or wdv. yahh frm their anus. dis substance r used to attract male civit cats. YUCKS! but intersting. i wonder if mr ang goes ard telling his students dis wen he reaches d combination n mixture topic. hrmmm.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;okies.....ITS RAINING! nice manx...ohh wait shit...means my socks cant dry...... haixness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;spasticated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i m freakish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i m&amp;nbsp;lame&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;m chio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;swear im chio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;swear&amp;nbsp;i noe nuthin at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hey i juz destroyed spidey's song. spidey is gay. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ohh btw, im not calin myself chio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tmr got maths test. n ms tan gonna check maths file. n im dead. but i studied for maths test!!! im so proud of myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;BYEX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109110333980373822?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109110333980373822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109110333980373822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109110333980373822' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109106534798477009</id><published>2004-07-29T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T09:48:38.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello....history lesson now..geeheee.... in lab 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lizah..blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lichu on my right. fathiyah on my left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fathiyah says: filzah perasaan...tthick skin...konon je chio ngan sexi.phuii..go 2 hell wif ur crap...filzah is an irritatin bitch...hmph...menyampah aku ngok muka die... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA manx.&lt;br /&gt;go n die larh fathiyah &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/6551644-109106534798477009?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109106534798477009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109106534798477009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109106534798477009' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109093014071052268</id><published>2004-07-27T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T20:37:12.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUM DEE DUM DEE DUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello peepsies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kaes....today had SC FIRST PERIOD!!! HAHAHAH! i was d first person mr ang asked Q. HAHA. coolios manx! HAHA. oklarh..tmr goin sc lab we doin FIREWORKS! says mr ang. mrs gay was here. boy...i so dun miss her. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;den had english. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;had PE. haha. mr chan go n test d NAPFA pple. so we had to run 4 rounds ard old track without teacher. so we play cheat.&amp;nbsp; walk ard d track n sing n cheer. n did marching. sheesh. HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durin recess......got d prefect nominees show their talents. hrmm......wdv larhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had malay. ohmummy. substitute teacher manx. wif super manly voice. sometimes she speaks to herself. but she's ok...kinda looks lyk madam faridah. but bigger.... fatma was telling diyanah n me lame jokes durin d lesson. i lyk lame jokes. their funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...dis one i got frm BH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad shampoo does jesus use? &lt;br /&gt;ans: ~Follow Me~ *angel singing backgrd* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame orhs. but quite funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: can u hear d growling in my stomach? &lt;br /&gt;B: do u haf a lion or bear in ur stomach?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: do u like Maths? &lt;br /&gt;B: i seriously haf no idea hu Maths is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. lame manx fatmah told me these super lame unlogical jokes. but dey got me laffin coz dey were soo freakin lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ders anoder long one. n its real funny n suspensive. n its LAME! hah.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...tmr haf DnT. grrrr....i seriously do not lyk DnT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! tmr haf natioanal track n field&amp;nbsp;! goin kallang stadium..going to b nxt to VS?&amp;nbsp;hope not. yeahh..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had oral. blearghx. hate picture discussion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies babies.......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Basics +&lt;br /&gt;:+:Are you emotional :: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do songs make you cry? ::&amp;nbsp;some onli.......&lt;br /&gt;:+:What about movies :: some onli.....&lt;br /&gt;:+:What emotion do you usually feel ::&amp;nbsp;longing&lt;br /&gt;+ Sadness + &lt;br /&gt;:+:What does it take to make you cry your heart out :: errr....abused animals n being misunderstood by family. grrr.....&lt;br /&gt;:+:How many times have you done that :: oooh loads manx&lt;br /&gt;:+:Where do you cry :: in my pillow&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you hate crying :: no. i love cryin.it feels gd.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you like it when others cry :: no. i can cry...but not uders...&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you think tears make eyes look pretty :: onli on some pple&lt;br /&gt;:+:Who looks good when they cry :: errr....dunno. baby!&lt;br /&gt;:+:How else do you express sadness :: lock myself in my bedroom. listen to sad rock songs. write stuff in my secret blog dat nobody noes of.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Are you sad all the time :: NO larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Anger + &lt;br /&gt;:+:What does it take to make you mad :: depends. sometimes alot sometimes i get mad very easily.&lt;br /&gt;:+:What do you do when you're angry ::&amp;nbsp;shut up n refuse to do anythin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;:+:How short is your temper :: depends&lt;br /&gt;:+:How long does it take you to calm down ::&amp;nbsp;depends. usually short while&lt;br /&gt;:+:What's the worst thing you've done when you were mad :: errr.......break things.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you freak out when others are angry :: YES&lt;br /&gt;:+:Has anyone ever recommended anger management to you :: im not THAT mad...&lt;br /&gt;:+:What's the worst thing someone's done to make you mad ::&amp;nbsp;lie to me abt sumthin major.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you anger people :: hu doesn't manx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Joy + &lt;br /&gt;:+:How often are you happy ::&amp;nbsp;wen everything&amp;nbsp;r d way dey shud b.&lt;br /&gt;:+:What makes you happy ::&amp;nbsp;sleep n seeing some favourite seniors. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;:+:What do you do when you're happy ::&amp;nbsp;i smile alot. n go ard screaming or i juz tok alot of crap.&lt;br /&gt;:+:How optimistic are you ::&amp;nbsp;depends&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do happy people make you mad :: NO. i luv happy pple!&lt;br /&gt;:+:What's the worst thing someone can do while they're happy :: do sumthin really stupid dat can get dem in deep shit&lt;br /&gt;:+:Ever been so happy you were dying to tell everyone :: YES&lt;br /&gt;:+:Ever been so happy you cried :: yarh.....&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you smile a lot :: yea...guess so.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Kiss people a lot:: EEEEW!&lt;br /&gt;:+:Who really makes you happy :: everybody hu is happy n makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you like doing things for people when you're happy :: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Fear + &lt;br /&gt;:+:What do you do when you're scared :: run away...most of d time&lt;br /&gt;:+:What scares you :: guilt n fear dat dey'll hate u for wad u've done. *gulps*&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you like scaring people :: I LOVE SCARING SYIKIN. pet cat. GARRR!&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do you like the trill of being frightened :: NO&lt;br /&gt;:+:Does fear accompany anger in your case ::&amp;nbsp;no...... &lt;br /&gt;:+:Ever been so scared you couldn't breathe :: HAHA. ya rite manx&lt;br /&gt;:+:How often do you panic :: oooh..very often manx&lt;br /&gt;:+:What's the one thing that scared you more than anything else EVER :: hmmm.......dunno. &lt;br /&gt;:+:What do you do to calm your nerves :: listen to music or tok to someone hu cares.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Do rollercoasters scare you :: depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ The strongest emotion + &lt;br /&gt;:+:What song never fails to get your strongest emotions going :: errr....some LP songs...mostly sad meaningful rock songs. coz rock is my life.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Movie :: hmm...LOTR?&lt;br /&gt;:+:Commericial :: GATSBY! its damn funny..n LAME!&lt;br /&gt;:+:Person :: errr....nobody.&lt;br /&gt;:+:Thing :: my wallet&lt;br /&gt;:+:Sight :: huh?&lt;br /&gt;:+:Sound :: chirp chirp chirp&lt;br /&gt;:+:Food :: .......&lt;br /&gt;:+:Thing you're looking forward to/want ::&amp;nbsp;a really happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109093014071052268?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109093014071052268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109093014071052268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109093014071052268' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109084033707747761</id><published>2004-07-26T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:13:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! i notice somethin today..i did some investigating. n cud it b true?!? manx..i really shudn't b sticking my nose into pple's business but wad d heck. haha. wdv larhs. im stoppin manx. information overload. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was oklarh. malay period so funny manx. had to do stupid short story n syikin, har, fathiyah, diyanah n i made up some shit story up. actually d whole thing was syikin's idea. cikgu is so gonna scold us. its sumthin lyk dis: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ani&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(supposed to b ali)&lt;/span&gt; dan abu bergaduh dengan hangat atas perkara yang sangat kecil iaitu sebuah biji limau yang terakhir &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bagai itik berebutkan tembolok)&lt;/span&gt;. ani sudah makan banyak tetapi dia tamak dan hendak lagi&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bagai belanda minta tanah)&lt;/span&gt;. abu sangat bengis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(bagai harimau beranak muda)&lt;/span&gt;.akhirnya, abu meminta pengadilan kepada kakaknya untuk menyeselesaikan perkara tersebut. akhirnya, kakaknya memakan biji limau yg terakhir itu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(berhakim kepada beruk)&lt;/span&gt;. ani dan abu menyesal dengan perbuatan bodoh mereka dan menjadi baik semula.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(air dicincang tiada putus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nonsense rite? hahahaha. lyk p1 work lyddat. but we were running out of time n we spent alot of time slacking n crapping coz dats wad MT period is for...esp. wen cikgu nurhani is ard..instead of mahani. cikgu so long nvr come. mayb she oso got chicken pox. heex. reminds me of ah beng making false alarm calls for ah lian in d test today. rings a bell... ani dan abu..ah beng n ah lian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA. wdv larhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cannot bilif i ate nasi briyani for recess today. so fattening..n syikin eats it almost everyday. i cannot bilif her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k byex.&lt;/span&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/6551644-109084033707747761?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109084033707747761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109084033707747761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109084033707747761' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109074193574595145</id><published>2004-07-25T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:52:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="I am the Athena archetype!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bluntgirl/1055673083_typeathena.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Athena archetype. Athena was the&lt;br /&gt;goddess of wisdom and craft, a logical,&lt;br /&gt;self-assured woman who is ruled by her head&lt;br /&gt;rather than her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/bluntgirl/quizzes/What%20Goddess%20Archetype%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Goddess Archetype Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im logical alrite.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You've Been Bit By the Shopping Bug!&lt;/h2&gt;You're constantly adding to your wardrobe - and it shows&lt;br /&gt;However, you can show some restraint. You love good deals.&lt;br /&gt;Your love of the clearance rack has paid off...&lt;br /&gt;You probably have only maxed out card or two, if at all! &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/shopping-bug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/shopaholicquiz.html"&gt;Are You a Shopaholic? 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HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den d bus arived n we went. den hermes cheer cheer. den&amp;nbsp;aries, we cheer. only d front pple cheer enthuly (dat includes moi). sheesh larh d rest. go n die or sumthin. go home n sleep. so UNINTERESTED! wished we were mor lyk hermes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived slacked at mcD's. until dunno wen coz it was pouring n pouring. blearghx. ate hotcakes. hehe. n we toked lotsa crap. n falling bra strap!!! dats n in-joke. n banu pervert larh. she keep touching me. n touching everybody ard her. wif her stupid smile. freaky manx.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den arh! sheesh. ma'am tan rite. she keep hinting at me. ma'am dina larh. n i tink she oso does dat to ma'am dina. n den i was lyk "ms tan! dun lyddat larh" n she say "wad, secret arh? u lyk her coz her eyes very big rite?" sheeshness manx. &lt;br /&gt;i let her see d photo album. she wan me to develop some. but i haf no idea which pixes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went bowling. nice manx. joanna, fateha n singyee very pro ehhs. ma'am kamaliah oso. ceh. hehehe. but i very d wad ehhs. lyk i lost my bowling touch. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 11 den we started cip. haha. very nice manx. n den after dat we got dismissed at 11.55 lyddat. syikin n har&amp;nbsp;start&amp;nbsp;doin to it to m'am josephine now. d aries staring game. yah larh. go stare long long larh. sheesh.&amp;nbsp;-_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n after dat har, syikin,fateha&amp;nbsp;n i. go rent bike. n combined wif ma'am pearly n ma'am seah jing. n after dat...ma'am pearly havent return...n haryani cudnt get back her ez-link card. so after some calls den ma'am pearly muncul. hehe. ma'am pearly hair cool larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home..took 13. har was tellin syikin how silly i was wen i first tried out rollerblading. HAHA. yah wdv larhs. now dey oso noe dat i fail to drive a go-kart properly. sheeshness. took 21 n i saw hazim carrying a baby n kissing it. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............at nite. family had dinner at some seafood restaurant. i really had a pissyfying time manx. n my bro said somethin dat added to my pissyfying state. n i act. shed a few tears of anger right in front of my food. in front of everythin. den everybody stopped tokin abt ME. which was gd if not i wud haf thrown my plate of rice at dem. i was damn angry. i onli ate half d plate of rice. actually only 1/3. n i told my mom to tell my bro to drop me at eunos MRT. so dey did. i go top up my ez-link card n took 60 home. if i had been in d car on d way home i cud haf exploded. den dey'd b happy. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv larhs. today...hrmm.... &lt;br /&gt;i learned wad mat tempeh really means frm mardhiah. its a stereotype for all those mats hu wear tapered pants. yah lah. dey look so gay in tapered pants. so selenga. boys shudn't wear tapered pants. its gay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ashraf...EEEEKS. i saw his hair. he permed it or sumthin.its disgusting. so many changes. so silly. ok larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum cook roti kirai today. im on strike (kinda) so im juz gonn aeat one roti kirai for d day. bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he was everything, everything dat i wanted*&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/6551644-109073531402277286?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109073531402277286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109073531402277286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109073531402277286' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109059300412110085</id><published>2004-07-23T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T14:10:57.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOWDY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a friday! ..........................so wad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklarh. today so damn humid manx. morning assembly..pple were sweating lyk mad manx. i've nvr sweat so much in my whole sec 1 life not even wen we run 4 rounds ard d old cedar track for p.e. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tmr haf CIP for npcc! goin to beach! nice! i lyk beaches. haha. wdv larh. &lt;br /&gt;eeee...wer cedar&amp;nbsp;track pants. dey keep slipping down our butts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den first period had home econs. ms tan go n take up some of dat period to collect maths hw n den we kena scolded for nuthin seh. n ms tan even blame us for dat. stupid larh. its her fault for usin up our time. blearghx arhs.wdv larhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had p.e after dat. ran 4 rounds again.juz realise dat sengguita same p.e period as us. haha. had eng after dat. haizzness..... &lt;br /&gt;oral nxt monday. aiyah i dun care larh. i dun lyk oral. y d ministry care so much to haf oral exams. wste time onli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yahhh sheesh ars. i had to spend my recess doin lit. test. d poem very nice ehhs. very very nice. so damn nice. but oklah..its not dat easy arhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths after dat.blah blah blah. wdv larhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had history test after dat. quite easy larh. hope i score well. if not all my mugging for lit. n hist. test is of no use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had SCIENCE after dat. eee! d class very wad lerr. nearly half d class nvr complete d science hw. to bad for dem..dey need to copy d 2 pages of hw. see larh..hmph. dun play play wif mr ang kaes. he really d army type. onli dat he wont make us do pumping. instead he'll ask us to write lines n copy stuff which is quite ok. harhar. i wan to excel in my science larh. mr ang is d inspiring science teacher. haha..lyk real arh. not lyk he dat motivating or anythin. onli motivating pple r inspiring.&amp;nbsp;inspiring pple&amp;nbsp;make a difference in pple's lives. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to canteen wif BH. ate crepes. d chocolate one..its not chocolate ice-cream larh. dey all say chocolate..its lyk..mocha. syikin's right..its mocha. den i din noe how to eat wif my bare&amp;nbsp;hands but BH taught me how to eat wif my hand....by folding. i dumb larh. den haslina came along..den she buy...den syikin n diyanah came den syikin go buy. den syikin took more than 10 minutes trying to eat d thing. until it melt. funny larh. den kak maria came along. oppsie! i meant maria came along. harhar. very funny larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had maths remedial. d teacher chg to AH KOK!!! ARGH!&amp;nbsp; syikin shud b in d class. she'd b happy. eee! i hate it manx. wish it was mr ang instead of ah kok....but mr ang dun teach maths...juz sad. eee...i juz dun lyk d ah kok. he always stand bending to one side n put his 2 hands on his hips. so yuck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv larh he...den went to canteen. n li chu found somethin on d floor. it was one of my freaky really lame configuration of my thoughts lorr. written on a paper. shit arhs. i hope nobody picked it up to read. i wrote dat earlier part of d year n it really really maluating kaes. i wonder how d thing landed in d canteen. ARGH! scare me..everythings scaring me now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i got d racial harmony pix. hate arhs. my pic gallery make d pixes so small. tink i will chg d photo website. i upload on mypicgallery redis. go see arhs. its small ehhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6551644-109059300412110085?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109059300412110085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109059300412110085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109059300412110085' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109049930439097214</id><published>2004-07-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T20:28:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vindicated&lt;br /&gt;i m selfish &lt;br /&gt;i m wrong&lt;br /&gt;i m right&lt;br /&gt;i swear im right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much larh today. haryani despo larh. y she go n broadcast her blog to d whole wide world. feel lyk bashing her up. den our blogs oso exposed now. scary mannx.... but wdv larhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har 'sudah melanggar peraturan sekolah' as&amp;nbsp;said by&amp;nbsp;cikgu. den she had to take out her 3rd n 4th ear sticks. ask u arh? does taking out earsticks make any diff. dat she has 4 ear piercing? still got 2 extra piercing wadd.. lagi baik tak payah bukak. but nvm larhs. doesnt make a diff. in cikgu's life anyway or har's life uder den d fact dat her piercing bled after dat. sheesh manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science experiment wif mr dunkin donuts. yummy manx. remind me of dunkin donuts. shud juz call him. mr duncan ang. he mad arhs. he calls himself...mr ang. but pple will hear him&amp;nbsp;wrongly n tink he's saying ms tan or ms ang. n we wud b lyk giggling. its not we hear wrongly larh. its how he pronounce. very funny larhs. ehh rmb to do ur sc hw. do it for mr ang manx!...n oso mrs gay if u wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after sch had lecture. sir tan funny arhs. syikin was dozing off near d end of d lecture. she arh...always sleep. but very funny larhs. nice havin syikin n haryani n diyanah ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home wif bh. harhar. i can always trust her onez. can tell her almost everythin. n she'll keep it a secret. she oso trust me arhs. she tell me all kind of crap oredi. she mad arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin keeps saying "onli u can do it" thruought d whole time after sch. felt lyk punching her cannz? she only tok crap which nobody understands. i tink she's proud of dat. but nwaes. she looked lyk a cute&amp;nbsp;cat wen she wear goggles for sc experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*can u hear them?&lt;br /&gt;dey tok abt us&lt;br /&gt;telling lies&lt;br /&gt;well, dats no surprise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109049930439097214?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109049930439097214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109049930439097214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109049930439097214' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109042137977444229</id><published>2004-07-21T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:49:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stinks lyk hell</title><content type='html'>OK HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv....today i m in a mood swingy mood. wen im in a mood swingy mood i tend to DO HOMEWORK N STUDY! which i haf successfully accomplished. which is NICE! ....cept for some history questions. hmmm.... i onli study history larh. friday got history test!...i still havent retake my lit. test. dey say d paper very sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai...i really sad ehhs. i really sad n disappointed wif d freakin sqd. y do i even care to say dat my sqdmates rawk in my previous entry? its not lyk dey ever do anythin. its not&amp;nbsp;lyk dey ever put their heart n soul into np. mayb not all ah but SOME. n dey always depend on d same old pple. dey can tok so much but dey nvr do anythin. wads d use?!? yah wads d use of U pple saying dat npcc rox. wen u dun really mean it inside?!? so wad if u say npcc rox if u juz sit der n wait n let d uders suffer n depend on d same old pple n juz blearghx. its totally unfair n irresponsible n juz very...BLEARGHX. dun dey ever geddit. did u noe...of coz u dunno, dat d same old pple dat i juz mentioned r oredi sick of saving d sqd. n everytime..d ma'ams 'dun wan us'. so dun juz tok n act big. can do sumthin..use ur brain or anythin n lyk ANSWER! wdv larhs...its a gd thing we cleared dis freakin stuff up redi okaes. &lt;br /&gt;n some of us cried...hmph manx. but wdv larhs. i din cry bcoz i cudn't endure. its bcoz i thot d sqd really sucked n im really disappointed n sad n fed up wif d freakin sqd. for being so selfish n mute n BLEARGHX. i need not say mor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can run but u can never lyk ever hide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! enuff wif dis&amp;nbsp;c-r-a-p&amp;nbsp;CRAP.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so dis&amp;nbsp;morn i came to sch. den i chged. den some pple said i&amp;nbsp;looked&amp;nbsp;lyk grandmother! ~insulting words~&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den go take take pix! yay! hah! take lots lots. den if take any pix. muz see my face onez. i love taking pix arhs. its true. its fun to take pix n take uder pple's pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had home econs. minus 2 marks bcoz we were late. haizzness manx. but wdv larhs. i cooked marcaroni soup n fathiyah cooked d scrammbled eggs sandwich or wdv. turned out nice manx! of coz larh. fathiyah's sandwiches were very nicely n neatly done. n tasted nice too. n mine..well...i kinda accidentally burned some of&amp;nbsp;d garlic n onions. harhar. so i had black stuff in my soup. but d result was nice arhs. dey all taste my soup n dey say nice. den adeline go n say " i love filzah. she cook always nice one" harhar manx. i so kembang.&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;touched. yay! i so happy manx. ok larh. i wont push nenek in d oven. coz both of us make a nice cooking team! yeah!&amp;nbsp;hmm....i tink wen i get mor experienced wif cooking.. i will help out my mum mor n learn some really nice recipes. den i can cook cook at home. but home econs recipes all not very&amp;nbsp;nice arhs. all so plain. dey shud add in mor ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how&amp;nbsp;to destress...by cooking orhs. wen im feeling very ranty n i think alot i will help my mum at d kitchen. den i will get distracted frm all d crap goin on. bcoz i enjoy cutting stuff. especially carrots.&amp;nbsp;the knife is my weapon of choice. i can kill wif dat too... blahahx. wdv larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den TOP. go take take pix. haha. den we go take at d chinese garden n lyk hindi movie lyk dat. around trees n on bridges. very cute. den went to comp lab. yahlah. d cd very true arhs. i oso bilif dat im onli 13 years old n i shud enjoy life n not&amp;nbsp;force myself to succumb to stoopid crushies n say dat im in love wen i m actually NOT. nway. im an independent woman now. hah. wdv larhs. now im mor focused on np. but dats anoder story...wif my sqdmates....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i can die ok. juz tinkin abt our sqd's fate. ok arh..i can die juz by tinkin abt any of&amp;nbsp;my sqdmates.&amp;nbsp;i tink i&amp;nbsp;can juz&amp;nbsp;die if d word 'aries' is being said out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had&amp;nbsp;IPW . mrs ong kinda walked out on us larh. but not really. she say she's walkin out on us. but she take 5 minutes b4 walkin out. tok so much.&amp;nbsp;harhar.&amp;nbsp;aiyah..wdv larh she. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had assembly. for d first time in my sec one life i feel gd sitting&amp;nbsp;at d gallery. very interesting larh today...no not d concert. d&amp;nbsp;audiences downstairs. yarh.&amp;nbsp;harhar..we caught alot of pple doin funny stuff ehhs. n we got to 'ooh n ahhh' at d seniors costumes. ohhh....syikin n i caught ma'am dina n kak faizah red-handed&amp;nbsp;scratching their backs wif&amp;nbsp;their fork n spoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;den d concert was ok arh. damn short. but ok arh. purple colour forgot her lines.&amp;nbsp;den had teacher fashion show. omg. DID U SEE MR DUNCAN ANG?!? harharhar. i was lyk screaming out for him. woohoo manx! he rox. but he very robotic. but hu cares.&amp;nbsp;he's handwriting ugly ehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr go physics lab for sc. i dunno physics lab 1 or 2. but he came into d class after sch n he wrote dat. n i realise dat his handwriting sux. i hope mrs gay doesnt come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after&amp;nbsp; sch...after d whole c-r-a-p CRAP. we finally got our drills session. which was kinda ok larh.&amp;nbsp;kinda funny as usual. how can it not b funny without ma'am kamaliah? d ever motivating ma'am hu motivates me.&amp;nbsp;i dunno weder she motivates my sqdmates larh. n i cant b bothered&amp;nbsp;oso. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tmr im goin to die bcoz i juz m..bcoz i juz m..bcoz i juz m.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. now im goin to take panadol extra den im goin to sleep. mayb i'll dream of somethin very nice. n i dun wan to get up . n i bet i wont dream of my sqdmates. but... i tink im gonna see their face tonite larh&amp;nbsp;since i tink too much of np. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to haf nightmares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109042137977444229?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109042137977444229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109042137977444229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109042137977444229' title='stinks lyk hell'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109032717616960981</id><published>2004-07-20T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T20:39:36.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Up in here, it's burning hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nigga what you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA.so censored. but wdv larrs. i like d song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lerr..syikin called me up to complain abt me saying yes ma'am wen ma'am kamaliah asked if we wanted drills session tmr. hey! not onli me say yes ma'am ok..hmph. fine! nxt time i will juz shuddup. i dun wan to say animor yes ma'am.grrr....anyway..its onli for our sqds own gd. dun wan dun wan lorrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was ok. MR DUNCAN ANG! AAAAH!!! hah! so nice manx. i love science!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate hate hate ah kok! i dun understand y syikin lyk dat red nose mata sepet guy so much..eee! i dun lyk him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den durin flag raisin sec 1 n 2s had to sing national anthem 2 times. sec 3s 3 times n sec 4s 4 times. HAA...so sad manx. no larh. hu act. really cares. kinda cool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yozz...I cannot find kak faizah today. so sad..i'll juz haf to wait for tmr...i cant wait! harharhar. kak faizah still havent seen my hair. n i cant wait for d thing! d thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eeee! so fed up! today everybody was lyk. "FILZAH Y U CUT UR HAIR?!?" n blah blah blah. nearly everybody was askin me d same Q. so sian manx. juz accept it dat filzah needs a chg in her life once in awhile. everybody needs a chg manx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;n dey arh...insult me onli. say i look lyk jkok now!!! i can die manx! always insult me. muhaina n syikin r startin to call me jkok n diyanah keeps saying dat its sooo weird..its lyk JKOK IS SOO NEAR!!! wahlau. -_- i feel so insulted....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aaaah! i love science! haha. wdv larhs. learning mixtures n combinations now. ahhh! so interesting. mr ang makes it soo interesting. harhar wdv larhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den i lend ailin my purple baju kurung. li chu&amp;nbsp;said she lyked it very much. harhar. so poor thing. i felt lyk lending her. ailin din seem so interested budden she oso loved d design. but she din quite lyk d skirt i tink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ha....tmr got home econs. manx. i scared my costume will get stained larhs. ha...wdv larhs. dun care. i dun wan MT larh. hate it manx. i wish we cud slack lyk always. i dun lyk doin all dis reviews n karangan shit. i hate anythin to do wif language! oklah..i onli dun lyk malay n english. lit.&amp;nbsp;i like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate compres, oral, summaries, book reviews, newspaper reviews, compos lyk hu lyks ritez?miracle if i find anibodi hu love doin all dis stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay! cant wait for tmr! nwaes...i found d costume i wearin. quite nice arhs. but dunno arhs...i bringin camera! yeah! den i take take huever i wan to take includin myself ofcoz.... NICE! den mayb i post in my photo album. yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea...tmr no apt. dey so luckly. now dey really blamin me for drills session tmr. juz bcoz my voice was d clearest hu said yes ma'am. if syikin wa reading dis, she wud say.. y r&amp;nbsp; U still on dis topic?!? aiyah.. dun blame me larh. i sorri ehhs. harhar. but goodie lucks larh. if u pple really dun wan den tmr we shud really totally improve on our drills. den if not no use come for drills session larh. okaes?!? ha..wdv larhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm...finally my pri sch frens r catching up. as in catch up wif each uder n lyk finally haf mor contact now. yeah! u pple all..almost everybodi haf blogs. now i&amp;nbsp;can tag tag crap. den i can haf fun reading all&amp;nbsp;abt ur rotten lives! yay! very nice rite? den dey all haf fwenster. den very nice. can write crap testis for dem! haraar. wdv larhs. wad is past is past kaes? dun blame me animor for wdv larhs i did wrong in d past weder in d near past or very long time ago. bcoz i dun lyk being so guilty n making everybody else feel so...hmmm....aiyah juz hold grudges larhs. dun hold grudges kaes? i dun lyk larh! hmph. especially wen sumtimes some of us r not in speaking terms. harhar..wdv larhs. im such a gd fren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haryani..dun b so mad larhs. u still got so many frens. ur sqdmates. d chi go pek pple. n me! yay! u still one of my gd frenz. we rawk being togeder. yeah. dun ever forget me..coz i'll nvr forget u. u've made such n impact in my life. harhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;klahs pple. gtg nows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye arhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;enjoying my life now. dun wan d blues to come my way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohh n i dun hate anione frankly speaking! hmm.. i so sorri if i use to hate u. but as if u'd noe i hated u. harhar..wdv larhs. so dun hate me! unless i hate u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;har har...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can b soo cruel sumtimes..some pple might b sayin "tell me about it. *rolls eyes*" now. har har..bb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah i always forgeT to say these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LP ROX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NP ROX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MA'AM DINA ROX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SQD-TY MATES ROX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MY PRI SCH PALS ROX oso kaes??? yepp. nvr forget u pple. unless..well remind me dat u pple actually exist larh if i forget nxt time. hehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109032717616960981?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109032717616960981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109032717616960981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109032717616960981' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109024253289353161</id><published>2004-07-19T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T21:09:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A WINDY DAY! n i've got great hair too..... (juz bored)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="wolverine" src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/VampireHuntressD/1052375164_wolverine2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, another fangirl.&amp;nbsp; Well, I dont blame you.&lt;br /&gt;How can any woman resist a sexy body, and the&lt;br /&gt;ruggedness that is Wolverine?&amp;nbsp; Hes a loner by&lt;br /&gt;nature, a heavy drinker, and is plagued by&lt;br /&gt;memories of his past...or lack thereof.&amp;nbsp; It may&lt;br /&gt;take time to work your way into his heart, but&lt;br /&gt;when you do, he'll do anything for his woman.&lt;br /&gt;Just be careful, he has a tendency to stab&lt;br /&gt;people in his sleep. ^_^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/VampireHuntressD/quizzes/Who%20Is%20Your%20Ideal%20X-Men%202%20Mate%3F%20(ladies%20only)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Who Is Your Ideal X-Men 2 Mate? 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(juz bored)'/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109013353549558775</id><published>2004-07-18T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T14:53:09.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hie peepsies!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haizzness...so sianz manzz. i still havent finish my karangan hw. but nvm larh. wont b cumin to sch tmr for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; shitty reason dat i shan't say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n tmr haf lit. test. ohh goodie....but i still haf to retake it wads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im goin to d hairdresser ltr. im bored wif my hair. it keeps growing n growing n growing. wish my hair cud stop growing for once. cannot stand manz. so damn hot. i wan d hairdresser to cut shorter larh. so i dun haf to keep goin to d hairdresser lyk every 2 months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR SO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i discovered a copper coloured strand of hair on my head. i pulled it out. very nice manx. i nvr had copper hair b4. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hai...i wish i cud cut really damn short. mayb i shud. we'll see.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;juz now went to d haflah thing. bapuks of d universe unite larh. its true, it was kanasai. but thx for d entertainment peeps. u guys really blew our heads off. even ma'am kamaliah sound so much betta at dk den u pple. n u onli noe some waving thing n d retarded version of tepuk sepuluh. n ur sajak was d one dat really got us err jeering...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last nite i watched mr deeds on hbo.&amp;nbsp; i lyk it wen adlam sandler acts. he's damn farni.sec 3 ma'ams were on psc nite izit? i din noe act.. really meh? if i had known i'd watched. cool....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14 august&amp;nbsp;sec 4 ma'ams&amp;nbsp;passing out. WAAAAAAAA.............so sad. our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt; sec 4 ma'ams...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oklah...BYE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"&gt;FILZAH&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/6551644-109013353549558775?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109013353549558775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109013353549558775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109013353549558775' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-109005858859232233</id><published>2004-07-17T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:03:24.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033801194_drama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the beautiful, dramatic sunset.&amp;nbsp; Your&lt;br /&gt;energy dazzles those close to you.&amp;nbsp; Your&lt;br /&gt;intensity is contageous, but when your sun&lt;br /&gt;finally sets, you know how to relax--not many&lt;br /&gt;people can boast of such a feat!&amp;nbsp; You know how&lt;br /&gt;to have a reeeally good time.&amp;nbsp; Try to not be&lt;br /&gt;narcisstic, but learn to love yourself.&amp;nbsp; Don't&lt;br /&gt;be embarrased to be cheesy. &lt;br /&gt;You're creative and sometimes loud (even though you&lt;br /&gt;don't really think so).&amp;nbsp; Remember to follow&lt;br /&gt;your heart, but always listen to those you&lt;br /&gt;trust for advice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/spunklogic/quizzes/-~Which%20SUNSET%20are%20you%3F%20(v.2)~-/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;-~Which SUNSET are you? (v.2)~-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mpg.cc/hot-face/save0014_large.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mpg.cc/hot-face/cute_large.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-109005858859232233?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109005858859232233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/109005858859232233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109005858859232233' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108997584912904080</id><published>2004-07-16T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T19:04:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's not that I can't play ball hard it's just that I don't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;And the more I think about this pressure love I don't want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;And I can't have you and that's what hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I cannot show you these things I boast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll throw my heart out, keep my head up, I cannot fuck up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Cuz I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Gonna make u cry so damn hard you're gonna curse your drawers and wish you weren't a boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;*I thought I could do without sugar love but this chocolate has turned into sweet bubble gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Candy is sweet but honey is sweeter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It tastes like the real thing but candy is much much cheaper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;today is a friday. n im sitting in front of d computer typing n entry now. i cannot concentrate wad to type now larh. im listening to some nice music. n i juz cannot rmb stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA. yest had drills session again. nice manx! BH is d new timer now. n we improved a lil. n den ma'am kamaliah was very motivating larh as usual. she teach us d motivating cheer n stuff. den it was very..err..motivating larh. den she go n tuition silin on marching coz silin err not very gd. n she asked us to cheer silin on..den silin cried. awww... den very touching ehhs. ma'am kamaliah very dedicated. i admire her. she damn dedicated, inspiring, motivating, multi-talented n cute at d same time. YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;den she was happy dat we put in much effort n stuff. n our attitude were much betta den d previous day. n den DEBRIEF! poof...mannz..dats so damn farni. wen it was my turn. i so unconsciously started giving a touching n convincing speech. n ma'am YP started laffin lyk hell. n after i finished ma'am kamaliah started clapping den d rest followed. wahh...i so touched by ma'am kamaliah. den she go n say dat if onli everybody in d sqd cud say so much lyk me. HAHA. ofcoz..hu wasn't laffin rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm...ma'am kamaliah has no idea how much she has inpired me. my mind-set on some personal stuff chged bcoz of her. aiyah..im so lyk wad lerr.. everything oso muz b touching. dis is soo....blearghx. dunno arhs. but i get inspired n touched very easily. i ponder alot...i guess. my mum says its very gd bcoz it means dat i haf a gd n caring heart. hah..i wan to cry. i feel so touched. i guess dat wen i leave cedar. i will b very thankful to npcc n d ma'ams on how dey chged me so much over time. i juz haf dis feeling dat npcc is gonna chg me to a betta person. npcc is a great cca! YEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;TMR NO PARDE!!!! can i lyk DIE?!? y muz b lyddat onez. 2 weeks no parade oredi. we can die!!! haslina told me her sister havin parade tmr. how come we not havin?!? can die! ohh n haslina told me she go ask her sis to get her npcc photo to b autographed by d sec 2 ma'ams. budden she say ma'am dina dun wanna sign. y arh? *raises left eyebrow...n changes to right eyebrow. den grins* HAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;OHH OHH..HASLINA MAKES YUMMY COOKIES!!!!!!!!! nxt time hari raya muz come to her house. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;my sis oso say very nice lyk d one at famous amos lyddat. so crunchy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;den today 3Z sold in d afternoon. i can die. i bought popiah frm ma'am serene. haha. she smile at me wif her sweet smile n ask me to buy mor stuff. i can die. dotz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway d popiah tastes nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;MR DUNCAN ANG! d bio teacher hu sounds lyk a duck n toks lyk a robot but still quite macho looking. he very weird lah. but i lyk him arhs. starting to lyk science again. im d blurrest AV rep any teacher has ever come across. esp, ms lizah n mrs vivien koh hu&amp;nbsp;is in d midst of giving birth to a junior vivien koh which is goin to turn out juz as cranky n hatable&amp;nbsp;as d mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;music was ok larh. i din die durin music today. n i got my fingering right at last. i still dun get how to play wif my left hand tho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;ohh ma'am sophia's hair IS cool. n ma'am pearly IS shuai. yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;nxt wednesday is racial harmony. n muz wear costume. can die? yes..damn hot n sucky. still hafta wear. if dun wear..ms tan will surely comment wan. n i muz rmb to wash my shoes...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;todae had assembly. UNIFEM come to tok abt women rights. now dat i tink of it...men really suck. life's so unfair. *sighs* i wish..one day all of dis will chg. d world has got to chg manx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;ok lah. tonite i will stay up late to die. n tmr i m goin to wake up juz in time to watch d sleepover club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;*tonite, im going to haf d greatest dreams. i'll dream of anything but U*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108997584912904080?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108997584912904080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108997584912904080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108997584912904080' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108981572800307516</id><published>2004-07-14T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T22:35:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLABBER BLABBER BLABBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh!!! im so happy todae. i wan to die ehh. i cannot help it. BLEARGHX! der! i feel lyk vomiting ehhs. lyk d feeling is soo nauseating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis morning ehhs. lyk HAHAHAHAHA....did u see dat? ma'am sulaiha? sharron n syaz n i were lyk laffin our heads off during flag raising. but nvm ehhs. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n ms tan forgot again. den she go n scold me again for having a damn dirty shoe. n i was lyk "yahh...u told me oredi yest." n she asked y i using d same shoe. den i say coz she tell me to wash at d end of d week onli wad. den she go n teach me how to wash my shoes. lyk HELLO?!? i noe how to wash my shoe larh. wahlau. HAHAHAHA. i was laffin lyk wad manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had science. MR ANG. d macho man ehhs. very lyk wad lyddat. he's quite macho lar but he lyk soo dumb n too traditional or wdv. at least he's not lyk ah kok ehhs. ah kok is juz gay. den went home sAW him cycling home. wahh...no wonder so macho mannz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had maths. my cylinder kemek. den ms tan go n ambush me. n tok abt dirty shoes again. she say not onli ur shoes r dirty ur cylinder is lyk yong tahu..or somethin larh wdv d hell she said. blerghx. n i was lyk..."haha?" ms tan really wad leh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had wad arhs? ohh MT. cikgu nvr come. yah sure. hu cares manx. den we slack at library n tok abt wad arh? dunno arhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had recess. sat wif syikin. met kak faizah. now den syikin noe how kak faizah look. isnt dat juz so sad? ok kak faizah upclose very chio larh. den her voice oso very nice. ceh. dun kembang k? den dats it. smilesz baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk den had HOME ECONS! my favourite subject of all time kaes?!? haha. cooked fried noodles. i soo damn happy wif my fried noodles ehh. its not yellow as in d origanal colour. n it has taste! not lyk some pple..very plain. yahh. i can bcum a great cook one day ehhs. ceh lyk real. i juz love handling food arhs. n cutting food. it feels so nice... i wanna b lyk my mum. cook great food. no wonder i damn fat kaes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had CE. sexual education. HAH. i discovered got alot of peeps in my class got ex-boyfrens. ok not alot arh. but some. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after sch.........................HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to library ferst. n did science homework. den toked abt 'stuff'. my boobs r fake. i wore padding today. dun notice izit? HAHAHHA. wdv larh. i tink im freaking pple out these days..either by being too straight forward or acting psycho n screeching evrytime i see ma'am dina. but u'll haf to deal wif it manx. dis season, im out to kill. im out to kill ducks n roast dem baby! wdv larh. im lamer by d 2nd. juz lyk haslina. blearghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n guess wad? I SMELL OF DYNAMO!!! dats my signature smell. everybody has a signature smell n i smell of DYNAMO! so many pple told me dat oredi. n BH told me dat ma'am YP smell of dynamo oso. cool or wad? yahh..i bathe in dynamo. every morning i dip myself in dynamo. n i come out smelling lyk DYNAMO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had drills session. i tell u i wanted to die. budden rite...dis drill session is nothing compared to 8am-1pm of ATC or wdv larhs. yah larh. very true. i mean duh. we're onli lyk 2 hours of drills session eh..n so mani pple wan to die oredi. 5 hrs all drop dead ehhs? den rite...debrief. very funny. debriefing always makes it mor livelier. n everybody starts laffin. haha. ehh really ehh. i say one...ma'am kamaliah very motivating ehhs. she can b err shouty n sarcastic but her words mean alot of stuff ehhs. n din u hear? at some point. she lyk start tokin abt stuff..n it was very lyk...motivating n touching wads? n syazwani agrees. YAY! i said dat during debrief (d whole touching ma'am kamaliah thing) n ma'am kamaliah lyk very malu lyddat. yoz..she always lyddat larhs. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma'am dina: kak faizah seriously doesnt look lyk u. i was far away frm u ehhs. i cudn't see. i blind. N I CANNOT BILIF IT! AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!! i asked dilshad in d canteen n she said it was u! U! can i lyk die!?!&lt;br /&gt;n my name is filzah bte yahaya! im soo welcome. u making me feel very kembang by saying dat im sweet n nice ehhs. &lt;br /&gt;ohh n...yahh..ma'am tan noes..ur name is own my desktop cover lehz. HAHA. IT IS MY FAULT!&lt;br /&gt;ok ma'am dina. U RAWK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. tmr got maths test. i juz finished doing 2 chapters of my assessment book. im so happy. i dun haf to study animor. i onli left wif stupid cylinder making n karangan. which i will do onli tmr. coz i hate doing both of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FILZAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108981572800307516?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108981572800307516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108981572800307516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108981572800307516' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108970961631183424</id><published>2004-07-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:07:48.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/ericist/1046763619_eofdaynoon.jpg" border="0" alt="Noon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Noon - You are pleasant, friendly, and an overall&lt;br&gt;nice person.  You enjoy the energy and activity&lt;br&gt;of the daytime, and tend to be very productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ericist/quizzes/When%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;When are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHH! IM DYING!! IM DYING!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh! im dying of happiness ehhs!!! HAHA manx. actually dis week is nice ehz. tmr got drills sessin after sch! ma'am kamaliah taking i tink. i wan her to take. she rox ehhz. kaes... i ask u sumthin arh. wads d diff. between pumping n push up arhs? or is it d same thing? or m i juz a dumbass? tell me d answer manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nwaes. SYIKIN CAME TO SCH TODAY!!!! SYIKIN! SYIKIN! SHE RETURNED FRM HER GRAVE!!! if u 4got hu syikin is...well, syikin is...THE GIRL HU USED TO LYK MA'AM SOPHIA BUT NOW WE DUNNO WEDER SHE STILL LYK N I DUN CARE OSO, D FREAKIN IMPATIENT TIMER, D TOOTASS CRAPPER N CAT. PURRR! D SLACKER MATHS REP! N D FREAKIN GD FREN OF FILZAH!!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. now i got someone to pull to recess wif me again. no syikin no fun. syikin, do u feel touched? syikin says:yes filzah, i feel so touched. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. dis morning ms tan go n scold. not really scold arh. budden she say my shoes very dirty..so black. rather i bcum prefect n wer black shoes. HAHA. den she ask me to wash my shoes n scrub at d end of d week. HAHA. wahalu..i got reprimanded bcoz of my super dirty shoe lehz. hah. wdv larhs. fathiyah was lyk laffin coz i dunno y. not my fault my shoe dirty ehhz. its d rain n d track. make my shoe both red n black ehhhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh syikin is d expert on love.she agrees dat she is ya noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ritez, after sch. saw dilshad. den i wave to her. den she wave back. den she dunno wad point to ma'am dina ehhz. den someone waved at me. den i wave back. can i ask. hu was dat sumone? kak faizah arhs? i cudnt see lehz. i blind mehz. was it kak faizah?!? tell me lehz. or was it ma'am dina. siao ahz. wer got ma'am dina wan to wave at me onez. it'll b wasting her time. so muz b kak faizah larx. I WAN TO NOE!!!! tell me. tell me leh!!! ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh hu wan free meteora cd ahz. i ask for lyk last mth. still novody wan to tell me. mayb no one. den  haf no choice den to juz wrap it up into a b'day present n give to huever hu's b'day is comin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yah. today i had a taste of wad it felt lyk to b a senior. no..not lyk authority. how it feels to b wearing a damn short n tight skirt!!! michelle d mushroom lost her skirt n accidentally took someone else's skirt after jogging. size 28. i fit nicely in size 28 budden d girl go n alter until so freakin short. michelle cudn't fit lah ofcoz. den she go n xchg wif me. i tell u, its utter disgust to b wearin such a freakin short n tight skirt!!! den i walked into d canteen it was lyk... blearghx! diu lian lehx! i was askin haryani if she cud xchg skirt wif me bcoz she lyk damn short skirt rite. but i gave up ehz. i ran back n demand to chg back skirt. lucky michelle found her own skirt. LERR.. utter humiliation. &lt;br /&gt;i dun understand y seniors lyk to wer short skirt onez. cool mehz? or izit make dem look sexier? hey hello, wad for wan to look sexy wen in girls' sch arhs? but nvm ahz. hu noes rite, mayb wen i reach sec 3...i will wer damn short skirt wif 6 gigantic earholes. lyk hu noes manx. mayb filzah will bcum one hell of a prissy bitch! HAHA. lyk real ahz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n..i tink dis whole week is going to b happy days for me. lyk duh manx. got food fair, den got somani psycho things i'll b doing!!! WOOHOO!! btw, my psycho-meter has reached d maximum oredi. its all ma'am dina's fault!!! bohoo manx. no larh. she very innocent wan. (blearghx). =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* im dying! dying! wheee~ *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108970961631183424?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108970961631183424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108970961631183424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108970961631183424' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108962716269476518</id><published>2004-07-12T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T19:45:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KAWAII!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a filzah&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts competetiveness&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part silliness&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part energy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. 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They say variety is the spice of life and this shines through in your Ice cream of choice! Just don't eat all the chocolate and leave the strawberry and vanilla behind!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/icecream/icecream-test.php"&gt;What is your Icecream Flavour?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out at &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i love chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! today was oklah. my bro drove me to sch dis morning. ofcoz lah, he got forced into it. so nice of him. ofcoz i his lil sister. actually he shud drive every morning. budeen at d end of d day..it is me hu will bcum a lazy fatass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nwaes...our drills suck larh. of coz. we going for extra classes for drills. HAHA. hope ma'am kamaliah takes us. she very motivating n stuff. betta den ma'am yiping ehhs. say muz follow sec 2 ma'ams. dey our role model for drills. ceh. yuppz. ofcoz larz. hmm i wonder if dey were dat bad n immature as we were in sec one. mayb..mayb not arhs. coz dey all seem pretty err..i dunno how to say arhs. their sqd dun haf pple lyk banu n tanisha n stuff lyddat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den d food fair ok ahz. kinda fun. actually i did nothin much arhs. i onli help buy d food n eat. big deal. n my mum's bee hoon go sold out. wahh i very proud of d bee hoon ehhs. adeline buy 3 packets. she say very nice. alot of pple say very nice. HAHA. ohh n i love diyanah's black pepper chicken. NICE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i accidentally had eye contact wif ma'am dina ehhs. she was eating somthin out of some satay stick. KAWAIIII!!!! HAHA...dats juz a japanese word for CUTE! ma'am dina u eat very cute lehz. i can juz sit der all day watching u eat. HAHA! ehh i not despo kaes. blearghx. juz telling d truth. yahh ok. now..dun get freak out. HAHA. yahh den at dat point, i bcame psycho again. cannot help it lah. everytime i see a cute thing i will bcum psycho. i giv u example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite i watch a short show on baby orang utans. damn! d baby orang utan was soo freakin cute manx! den i started screaming n going aaaw! aaaawww! everytime it cuddled up in d mummy's arms to suck milk. KAWAII!!!!!! now i tink wen i grow up i wan to work in d zoo wif baby orang utans. KAWAII!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever larhs.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! d best part of d food fair is dat we got to eat free food if its not sold out. HAHA! dian so greedy ehhs. she bring home one big plastic bag of food. HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n....1C so umcooperative n uncaring. n i starting to tink dat 1C sux n stinks. wad happened to all d innocent, guai n quiet pple in d world? alot of girls in d clas haf DARN BIG MOUTH! yuppz. n d worst thing is..dey make alot of noise dey blame uder pple. lyk real ahz. dun go n blame d ncc pple meeting outside ehhs. dey onli haf lyk err 20+ pple ehhs. 1C makin d noise wan to blame uder pple. LERRR!  ohh n i not inside d commotion ehhs. i was sitting down doing my maths hw lyk a gd girl does. of coz, im a gd girl. very hardworking. lyk real.&lt;br /&gt;poor yiling. really pity her manx. she done so much for 1C. n almost everybody in class is deaf. onli can hear own voice. dats y mouth so big. tok tok tok tok tok. eeeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dasar penagih dadah! macam mane nak berubah?!?" HAHAHAHA. is till rmb dat ehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh den in d bus wif BH. these macpherson boys board d bus ehhs. so many pple i noe. very d wad lehz. very da selenger n smelly at d same time. dey make bus rides inconvinient n smelly n kecoh. I DUN LYK! n dey were tokin abt syafiq. lyk.. "syafiq. syafiq dari damai kan? aper class arh? 6...6..6 humility! hahaha. 6 humiliation! hahaha" wad lame crap. sangat selenger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got milk?&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/6551644-108962716269476518?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108962716269476518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108962716269476518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108962716269476518' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108954285924697109</id><published>2004-07-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T18:47:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COWS DRINK MILK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! hey ho...today was an okay day. spent d rest of my free time finishing off my hw. i finally watched avril's my happy ending music video on MTV! yay! haha... i chged d song in my blog to my happy ending. u can watch d music video here too. but very small larhs. but nvm if u wanna see big big juz rite click, press zoom n press full screen. i noe ur not dat stupid rite? haha.&lt;br /&gt;i tink avril has turned frm being completely fake punk rocker to act. a very mature singer songwriter. listen to her new music. they're not so much 'simple plan style' now den last time. n i tell u simple plan kinda style isn't very nice to listen to. its juz lyk pop only wif drums n guitars. yepp..n she dresses quite nicely now. i lyk her dressing now. very cool larhs. her red eyeshadow, black eyeliner n cherry lips. everytime i see avril she remind me of vampire n buffy d vampire slayer. she got nice eyes. n d shape of her lips is oso very nice. n she got fangs. very pretty n unique. &lt;br /&gt;i hope she bcum mor professional as she grows up. yahh. bcum sumthin lyk alanis morisette. yupps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent mention dat i DUN LYK MS NAOMI CHYE! Yess..our new music teacher. lyk hu in my class lyks her man? she's sooo...BLEARGHX! dun lyk larh..will miss ms valerie ong. she's so nice n so sweet. eeeee...ms chye if angry or annoyed at u will look at u lyk as if she's telling u dat she got some voodoo doll of u or somethin n is goin to cast some wicked african spell on u rite on d spot. i feel very intimidated to punch her face evrytime she does dat. its juz soo..eeeyer. she is full of hatred larh. her first impression of our class is very bad. she tink we very lyk wad lyddat. juz bcoz we LOST OUR FILES! not all of us but some of us including me. lyk, IS DAT EVEN OUR FAULT? manx, we left d file in d music room n &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it freakin disappeared!!! how r we supposed to noe?!? huh? u tell me dat, ms naomi chye. blearghx. wdv larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohk..tmr its food fair! whee~ im soo not excited. -_-. very leceh manx. we forced to bring food. tmr i kene bring food. very malu u noe, if pple in d bus smell d food n realise its coming frm a grl carrying a big red plastic bag full of food. but nvm lah. i will demand to take cab. n we selling bookmarks. come n buy kaez! i mean lyk duh! hu wudn't wanna buy pretty pressed flower bookmarks wer u can have us write u anythin u wan on it! unless u broke or u juz dun wan to waste money or u not interested in pretty bookmarks or u juz dun wan to raise money for d sch..which is very heartless if u dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nwaes. lemme ans tags. ma'am dina, u still rawk! juz dat i won't stalk u or annoy u unless my psycho hormones r high. ok? OK! &lt;br /&gt;kak faizah, i still tink nQ sing nicest n i wan to compliment ur sgt raihanah. she very chio cannz?!?&lt;br /&gt;ohh n..haha..discovered fadhilah or &lt;em&gt;fad&lt;/em&gt; as she is called quincy's fren! hu is my ever guiding partner. hu sits nxt to me n listen to me crap n sing all day. i muz say quincy is a very gd fren. YAY! plus fad, u muz b famous. boys ask for ur phone no. do give dem a call. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today madrasah oklahz. watch some clip on mekah. mardhiah was lyk saying "ahh! ini filzah punye! ini haryani punye! hehehe" d usual her. -_- but very funny larh. i got match-maked to all d old white haired man. haha. ohh n somebody i noe died her hair larx. haizzness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh n haryani very jahat now ehh.. wan d skirt to b short short. wan d earhole to b gigantic. n wan to pierce anoder gigantic hole on dunno which ear. lerrr....takpelah. i will pierce somewer oso. but nower on my face arhs. dat wud b so disgusting n infectious. ohh n surely not on my nipple!!! HAHAHA. crazy arhs. haryani d MINAH JARUM!!! shitt arhs. my ear holes closing redis. so long nvr wear ear sticks. blehx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant bilif tmr is monday! tmr is monday! can u bilif dat?!? i feel lyk i've onli spent one day of weekend. nvm ahz. hmmm...i hope ders no jogging ehhs. i mean lyk really manx. nwaes classes r gonna sell food for d whole week wads. n for both recesses. surely no jogging ritez? i hope so. actually alot of pple hope so not onli me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klahz. byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will marry mike n chester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108954285924697109?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108954285924697109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108954285924697109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108954285924697109' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108946251860616805</id><published>2004-07-10T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:28:38.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bhs.broo.k12.wv.us/homepage/HOME2005/SBASIL/10%20reasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.im bored lah. but i haf no choice but to sit in front of d skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped from friendster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.reject your present boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;x. huh? wad crap u trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.go out alone at night?&lt;br /&gt;x. yah. i can kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.believe in ghost?&lt;br /&gt;x. no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.slap your mother?&lt;br /&gt;x. on her butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.slap your father?&lt;br /&gt;x. same as e abv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.slap your relatives?&lt;br /&gt;x. my cuzzins onli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.shout at your elder?&lt;br /&gt;x. yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.dream of killing your parents?&lt;br /&gt;x. yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.slap any of ur best friends or just friends?&lt;br /&gt;x. YAHLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.talk back to ur teacher and parents?&lt;br /&gt;x. yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.to say infront your crush that you love &lt;br /&gt;him/her? &lt;br /&gt;x. i dun haf a crush.n pple dun love their crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.shower with your present stead?&lt;br /&gt;x. i dun haf stead idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;      -dream guy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ hOw aBt tHis -----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. Height: taller than me. im very short&lt;br /&gt;2. Weight: heavier than me obviously. &lt;br /&gt;3. Skin colour: i dun care lah&lt;br /&gt;4. Horoscope: i dun care!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ yEs 0r No --------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. Should he cook: if he noe den good. i dun need to cook&lt;br /&gt;2. Should he be clever:aboden&lt;br /&gt;3. Should he be popular:i dun care larh&lt;br /&gt;4. Should he maintain his room:err y shud he wen i dun?&lt;br /&gt;5. Should he like shopping: yah...&lt;br /&gt;6. Should he spend a lot on you: no. im also very rich&lt;br /&gt;7. Should he like sports: wad kinda guy dun lyk sports ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ hIs LiFe ---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1. Outgoing or stay at home: both&lt;br /&gt;2. Have any siblings: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;3. Lead a healthy lifestyle: aboden&lt;br /&gt;4. Bath once in a week: crazy or wad?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ fEatUreS ---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. Should he wear spectacles: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;2. Should he be handsome: depends&lt;br /&gt;3. Should he have big blue eyes: eeeee!&lt;br /&gt;4. Should he have piercings: eeeeee! gay!&lt;br /&gt;5. Should he like going casual or serious: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ oVeRaLl ----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. four qualities: can b trusted, funny n honest&lt;br /&gt;2. Three must-nots: apathetic, arrogant, obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;3. Three should-dos: muz always tell d truth, muz b understanding, can b funny&lt;br /&gt;4. Age: no younger than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.wads ur hp: motorola E365&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.wads ur fav feature on face: i dunno lah. lyk hu cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.wads ur fav song: with you by linkin park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.do u haf a bf: im single n i dun haf bf n i dun haf crush. HAPPY?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.do u haf ur own room: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.hates: errrr wdv der is to hate now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.wad u doin now: typing larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.wads 1 thing u cant live w/o: my bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.where do u live: bedok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.what would u do when sum1 tells u he likes u: dunno...err..do research on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.how r u feeling nw: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.where do u hangout: at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.wad r u gd at: nothing i guess. ohh i noe.. CUTTING FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.wad is it abt a person u can't stand: personality n attitude n level of honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.wad do u wan: money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.wad's a word tt describe U: lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.wad's ur dream: to haf a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18:day or nite: day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19:sunset or sunrise: sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20:do u like a romantic stead: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21:wad izzit abt the opposite gender tt attracts &lt;br /&gt;u: dunno arh..d eyes lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:r u an independent person: most of d time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.do u like sch: dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.r u a control freak: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.r u naive: hu isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.do u believe in god: yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.wad'll u do if u c ur bf hugging a gal: no bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.believe in fate: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.get pissed off easily: obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.like ur parents: most of d time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.r u a materialistic person: sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.believe in love: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.hw many piercings do u haf: on my ears onli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.will u get a tattoo: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.smoke: no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.u prefer to club: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.clubbing: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.will u forgive ur bf/gf if he/she cheated on &lt;br /&gt;u: ehh for d last time i dun haf bf lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.will u expect ur bf/gf to forgive u if u &lt;br /&gt;cheat on him/her: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.were u on a trip recently: uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.favourite country: new zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.r u impatient: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.which brands do u prefer: i haf no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.do you organise parties often: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.do u haf gd frens: yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.do u think u r gd looking: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.do u care abt looks: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.do u think tt u r a gd stead: i dun haf a stead damnit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.do u use vulgarities: yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.do u quarrel wif pple easily: no. i hate quarreling. its a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.r u forgiving: depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.do u get hurt easily: depends on wad kinda mood im in. rite now.im not gonna get hurt if u hurl some assholic comment at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.do u prefer gals wif long/short hair: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.do u prefer boys wif long/short hair: short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.is ur hair colored: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.r u a romantic partner: hu cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.do u wear a watch: yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.wad color clothes do u like: black n blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.will u chose love or $: rite now i'd rather choose money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.do u prefer slp or eat: i sleep betta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.white or black: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.pink or red: red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.fav flowers: i dunno anythng abt flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.do u like to receive flowers: no. well...hu cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.do u haf more den 10 pair of shoes: i dun haf d money to buy so many shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.fav perfume: 1 onli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.favourite type of music: rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.favourite past time: slacking&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/6551644-108946251860616805?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108946251860616805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108946251860616805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108946251860616805' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108945825598735713</id><published>2004-07-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T19:17:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not psycho anymor...i tink. but its d weekends! im not suppose to b psycho on weekends. wadeva larhs. im getting mor n mor sick of updating. but i hafto. its part of my life. im addicted to it. but im really bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv d music in cheryl's blog. its soo uplifting n groovy. well...sort of. she's suicidal. OMG! everybody i noe is suicidal!!! welll...alot of pple i noe r suicidal. n dey wan to kill uder pple too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! todae woke up at 8.45. den went orchard wif mum,biklahs n bro. looked at bedsheets at centrepoint again (BOOORING). den after dat dey went sit at coffee bean n i went off to meet vicky n all at d MRT station. n i was very shockd. dey looked lyk dey've been imported directly frm japan. i mean dey wore those netted tops n mini skirt n stuff. gosh... ohh yuppz. i wore dat levi's skirt. its very nice actually. make me look lyk girl. i mean duh, i M a girl but im not feminine. lyk hu is rite? me= muscular arms n fat legs. nice combo or wad? no wayz. yeah. dat outfit really rox. its funny...im used to b d plain jane n lyk once i put on a dress or skirt i feel sophisticated (which i M soo not). ohh n im not tokin abt sch skirt. sch skirt is very plain n juz gray...or is it grey? wads d diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we watched mean girls at orchard cineleisure. HAHX. d movie was really nice larhs. i dun understand y boys bother to go n watch da movie lyddat. its not abt dem nwaes. ohh d movies real nice. its juz funny n cool. i've yet to watch spiderman2 n everybody ard me watch oredi. its so sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we took printz. 3 times on 3 diff machines. we haf alot of money wad... ceh. n met lydia liao n koo wanning der. in cedar uni juz back frm band. HAH. lydia said its lyk dey were goin to a fashion show all dressed lyddat. i agree. dey're not lyk me. im normal yet unique. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;ohh den saw ma'am siti at hereen. tried to hide frm her. n saw her again at MRT station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh haha. wdv larhs. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108945825598735713?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108945825598735713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108945825598735713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108945825598735713' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108938064276557318</id><published>2004-07-09T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T21:44:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m insane i m insane i m insane.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do things unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;so pls dun make a big deal of wad i say in my entries.&lt;br /&gt;onli last nite i unconsciously tried to choke myself to death wif my pillow while waiting to go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i m a complete lame maniac hu is a self-absorbed asshole.&lt;br /&gt;period. so lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! TODAY WAS A MARY POPPINS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dreaded going to sch at ferst  budden sch turned out ok. it turned out to be fantastic! fantastic! riiitteee.... so anyway. hu needs to tink abt urself wen u can go to sch filled wif girls hu juz rock n dominate d world. n u urself is a girl n proud to b one. n is hell grateful dat god nvr turned u into a boy (unless ur a butch or lesbi). coz ders no use havin a boy in ur life wen ur a teen n havin fun in a damn girls sch!!! i make dis clear again.&lt;br /&gt;i m lame n crapping again. but really i m telling d truth. cedar rox. i rawk. (im not kembang pls). its d truth again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcoz im juz sick of lies n lies again n again. to me everybody is lying. even d closest pple i noe. including me. i lie sometimes. if not sometimes den all d time. im juz sick of lying to lyk evrything. even to myself. its not lyk im trying to b someone im not. i dunno its a psycho thing im dealing wif. mayb one day &lt;em&gt;POOF!&lt;/em&gt; im lamb to d slaughter n i bcome some psycho stalker killer or somethin. bleahx. wadever lahs. not worth crapping abt it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so lets start frm dis morning. dis morning i caught bus no.8. i read fearless in d bus. den after dat i walked to sch frm bustop wif BH. den she was telling me dat we were in d same boat bcoz we were both dying. i told her dat we'll point d knife at each uder n walk rite into each uder in d next home econs lesson. den we luffed. ok...mayb dats not funny. dats really psycho. well we lyk lame stuff so yeah we luffed to dat.&lt;br /&gt;so der i was walking n walking n spending d whole time b4 jogging planning on my death n funeral. den suddenly i bcame normal again. i m me again. not a suicidal freak hu wud lyk to kill uder pple too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got npcc photos at last!!! 2 informal. one lower n one upper sec! HAHA. finally got ma'am dina's face somewer in my house. HAHA. i paid for d ma'ams faces OK. HAHA. n wad is HO YANYI doing next to MA'AM DINA in dat photo!?! dat is unacceptable n unappropriate. i shud b in ho yanyi's place. bleahx. wdv larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today d minister of wadeva came to our sch n checked it out. cool. der was buzz at canteen. i heard nQ singing! omigosh. her voice is soo nice. HAHA. i din hear ma'am kamaliah sing tho. how sad. wdv larx. so many wadever here n der. see lah. i use to hate d word wadeva now im using it. wad an ironic bitch i m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den kak faizah said hi! to me (wif ma'am dina nxt to her). den i said hi back. so dats it. den i bcame psycho again again. YAY! back to d old me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no parade tmr. how sad but nvm. im goin watch movie wif tracy n all. dey forced me to wear short skirt. eh hello, dey tink i mad izit? i wud nvr catch myself wearing short skirt. except for np skirt. dats an exception. but nvm. tmr i still wearing skirt. 3/4 onez. borrow frm my sis. yeah sure wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis kpo. she's been reading my blog n she tinks i dunno. wahlau. i wish she wud juz bleahs. wdv larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg larh. cant rite much. my sister kpo. kpo kpo. i continue some uder day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108938064276557318?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108938064276557318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108938064276557318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108938064276557318' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108919310060512424</id><published>2004-07-07T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T18:57:34.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm sorry for wastin all your time&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for loosin' all my life&lt;br /&gt;And I think that I'm lost and hard to find&lt;br /&gt;But I fell like im livin' a darkness lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think that I'm rippin' a part at the seams&lt;br /&gt;And I'm findin it hard, hard to belive&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like I'm livin' inside a dream&lt;br /&gt;And no one believes&lt;br /&gt;And no one sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me at all&lt;br /&gt;Or hear me&lt;br /&gt;Or touch me&lt;br /&gt;Or bring me&lt;br /&gt;Or think that I'm rippin' a part at the seams&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hie...&lt;br /&gt;i decided to delay my hw since all unfinished hw r due lyk nxt week onli.dun feel lyk doin any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wen i came home frm sch i cried. for no reason whatsoever. i told u im emotionally mad. i was so happy at sch n now i feel sucky. muz b d bust rides to n fro d SDC. made me tink too much even wen i closed my eyes n tried to sleep. n wad i was tinking of? of myslef ofcoz. u can see wad i tink. im such a loser. everything abt me is wrong wrong wrong. im juz so selfish. if im not den y do all i tink abt is of myself. see, rite now im typing abt myself. how self-absorbed can i get? i dunno. im vulnerable. i hate myself so much. im nothing but juz someone or something spare. im not important. i dun feel important. im nvr important. oh great, now im crying. wad a loser. i've always pushed aside these thots. but it keeps building up n it makes me feel un-me. wdv dat means. rite now, i haf no idea wad im tokin abt. im juz disappointed at myself. im so worthless, hopeless. i m nothing. but dis is all wrong. im not suppose to think lyk dis. im clueless. i've nvr really been a help. have i? so self-absorbed. i dun lyk troubling pple wif my troubles. so u dun haf to care. coz i dun really care. i might as well leave myself to rot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess u r completely unfazed by how immature i can get. juz pretend im tokin crap. coz im assured dat dat is all i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*juz smile. mayb ur doubts will drift away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll do my hw now. i wudn't wanto worry my mum. n disappoint her. n make myself cry...bcoz i m. she cares for me. n i love her. but im juz not good enuff. im a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;there's no place to go. &lt;br /&gt;to dry her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her feelings she hides.&lt;br /&gt;Her dreams she can't find.&lt;br /&gt;She's losing her mind.&lt;br /&gt;She's fallen behind.&lt;br /&gt;She can't find her place.&lt;br /&gt;She's losing her faith.&lt;br /&gt;She's fallen from grace.&lt;br /&gt;She's all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lost inside.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108919310060512424?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108919310060512424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108919310060512424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108919310060512424' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108911656841368460</id><published>2004-07-06T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T20:22:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GET IN THE CAR, LOSER! WE'RE GOING SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tooday i m feeling TIPSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! today was a bloody fine day. esp. d last part of sch its so windy! den it rained. awww...how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! den dis morning keshian keshian, all my sqdmates lost their voice. ok not all larh. den dey cannot count. so sad... wadever hommies! haizzness. ehh lerr can count louder or nort? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. den during recess, MA'AM XIUCHI came to d class. wer got bao hui n me n she said (i summarise redi): TMR GO TO FOYER RITE AFTER SCH. HAVIN PHOTO TAKIN. (msg frm ma'am jane) den we say bye-bye den she bye-bye. wheee. den after dat BH go crazy over her. YE ELEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home. we learned to cook! yarh. my sis n me. my mum taught my sis how to cook d mee siam laksa goreng or somethin. not bad ahz. den mum helped me out wif my chicken kebab. YAY! now i can cut cut cut. i wanted to try out d recipe in d textbk so i did. as u oredi noe, COOKING IS FUN! okie it turned out nice. mayb i shud help my mum out at d kitchen mor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. did i mention dat P-Chan is so cute cute cute! dat pig is soo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now time for d educational part of every entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY: if u dont like my attitude, dial 1800-who-cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. did i mention dat i got dat frm llama? i really dun lyk his attitude. ohh but hey, who cares rite? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGO FACT OF THE DAY: one fine day, i will finally succeed in getting ma'am dina's autograph. if its not today, den it will be tmr. n if it is not tmr, it will b some uder day. SMILESZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...pple haf been tokin abt spider-man 2. i wanna watch i wanna watch!!! but i dunno hu to go wif. but I WANNA WATCH! i asked li chu. she say she..dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT OF THE DAY: i m famously known for nothing. n i m underestimated for being a girl wif no brains but toks too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEE! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108911656841368460?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108911656841368460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108911656841368460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108911656841368460' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108901564414651334</id><published>2004-07-05T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T16:20:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Her feelings she hides.&lt;br /&gt;Her dreams she can't find.&lt;br /&gt;She's losing her mind.&lt;br /&gt;She's fallen behind.&lt;br /&gt;She can't find her place.&lt;br /&gt;She's losing her faith.&lt;br /&gt;She's fallen from grace.&lt;br /&gt;She's all over the place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lost inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked away&lt;br /&gt;Then I look back at you&lt;br /&gt;You try to say&lt;br /&gt;The things that you can't undo&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way&lt;br /&gt;I'd never get over you&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day&lt;br /&gt;I pray that we make it through&lt;br /&gt;Make it through the fall&lt;br /&gt;Make it through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with till the end&lt;br /&gt;When I come undone&lt;br /&gt;You bring me back again&lt;br /&gt;Back under the stars&lt;br /&gt;Back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know everything&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i'm in love wif u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUPPIES n MICE like to eat ICE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey nice lyrics rite? very very meaningful n nice. im tokin abt abv larh! now i lyk avril's music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i can go to sch tmr. i was hoping not. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA. now i dun wan to go sch tmr. somebody help me forge MC cann? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now went polyclinic.lerrr, waste my time onli. den i saw ma'am joleen. wdv she doin lahz, i saw her at d bustop near my house den she oso went to bedok interchg. lookin at her blog, i understand dat she slept over at some sir place wif some peeps. mayb d sir live near dat bustop. i thot i was hallucinating, mayb i was. but really looked lyk her or mayb  her look-alike. but she's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went buy stuff at NTUC. mom gonna teach me how to cook tmr wen i come home frm sch. yipeee! i luv cooking. ohh not forgettin old prune. old prunes rawk!&lt;br /&gt;den bleargh, went to coffee shop. den saw dat faris guy eatin wif his mom. LERR, sangat sangat menyebuk. ehh he tall redi. i so jealous seh. how come all d boys tall redi i still so short? not fair. im a short,old n fat grandmother n im gonna die soon. i'll die a short death! YAY... &lt;br /&gt;den dat rabiatul adawiyah oso was der. wif her whole famili. HAH. she still so thin n small. den she smile smile. LERRR. den i smile back. of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my sister cook spaghetti soup. lame. its mor lyk chicken soup onli wif tasteless noodles. ehh reali, can someone help me? kill me or somethin? i dun wan to go to sch tmr!!! HELP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped frm friendster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name On Birth certificate: filzah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 13 feb 1991&lt;br /&gt;School: CGSS&lt;br /&gt;Location: in front of d computer screen&lt;br /&gt;E-mail: dun kpo&lt;br /&gt;Hair: short but growing &lt;br /&gt;Height: very short one. im sure u noe oredi.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers/Sisters: a bro n a sis&lt;br /&gt;Who lives with you: my family (includes hamsters)&lt;br /&gt;When is your bedtime: at nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-------------HAVE YOU---------------* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ever been so drunk you blacked out: i dun get drunk. &lt;br /&gt;* Missed school : NO!&lt;br /&gt;* Put a body part on fire for amusement: i m no pyromaniac. i m nort sylviane.&lt;br /&gt;* Been hurt emotionally : i m emotionally mad (juz lyk michelle d mushroom)&lt;br /&gt;* Kept a secret from everone : i haf alot of unveiled secrets. wanna noe? ask me urself pple. &lt;br /&gt;* Had an imaginary friend: kupeng comes back frm d dead every now n den &lt;br /&gt;* Wanted to hook up with a friend: i dun hook up&lt;br /&gt;* Cried during movie?: oboden.&lt;br /&gt;* Been on stage: aboden! aboden! lerrr&lt;br /&gt;* Cut your hair: LERRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-----------------FAVOURITES------------------* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shampoo: dove&lt;br /&gt;*Soap : dove&lt;br /&gt;*Colour: green n blue&lt;br /&gt;*Day/Night: dunno?&lt;br /&gt;*Lace or satin: satin&lt;br /&gt;*Fave cartoon Character: squidward&lt;br /&gt;*Fave ad: gatsby guy wif red hair singing till he skeletan. i actually made an oral presentation abt dat, rmb?&lt;br /&gt;*Fave Movies: scary movie 3, LOTR, shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;*Fave Ice Cream: onli chocolate. chocolate rox!!! i rawk! &lt;br /&gt;*Fave Subject: errr...home econs (not sewing!not sewing!)?&lt;br /&gt;*Fave Drink: HL milk, pokka green tea, horlicks n sprite ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------RIGHT NOW------------------* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wearing: shorts n sleeveless top. at home mahx!&lt;br /&gt;*Hair style: wavy/curly n all over d place&lt;br /&gt;*Drinking: soup&lt;br /&gt;*thinking about: how im goin to escape sch tmr n d day after tmr n d day after tmr's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;*listening to: forgotten by avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*---------------IN THE LAST 24 HRS-------------* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cried: hmmm...no&lt;br /&gt;*Worn jeans: yarh, i juz took dem off&lt;br /&gt;*Met someone new : i met a couple of nurses&lt;br /&gt;*Cleaned your room: i havent done dat for a cetury&lt;br /&gt;*Done laundry: my mum does dat&lt;br /&gt;*Drove a car: go-karts. n nvr driving em ever again. i hate go-karts! dey nearly killed me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yourself: usually&lt;br /&gt;*Santa Claus: HAHA. isnt santa claus hassan?&lt;br /&gt;*ToothFairy: nope&lt;br /&gt;*Fate: errr..YAH&lt;br /&gt;*Angels: YAH&lt;br /&gt;*Love: errr YAH&lt;br /&gt;*Ghosts: no. i onli bilif in tellytubbies dat can tok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-----------FRIENDS AND LIFE----------------* &lt;br /&gt;*Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend: im single, u bitch&lt;br /&gt;*Like anyone: i lyk my mummy, my poppy, my sissy, my brobby. LERRR&lt;br /&gt;*Who u known the longest of your friends: haryani haryani haryani. she's SOOOO old oredi.&lt;br /&gt;*Who's the shyest: err...ohh errr. none r very shy but some dun lyk to tok much.&lt;br /&gt;*Who's the weirdest: ooooh, so many pple i noe r weird. esp, u peeps hu read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;*Who do you cry to: i cry to myself. MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;*When you cried the most: on saturday n sunday.HAHAHA. lyk real ahz. i guess wen i was in p4? every nite i muz cry. dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Last words? : can someone kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you often cry in front of people &lt;br /&gt;or alone &lt;br /&gt;-BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have your friends ever seen you cry &lt;br /&gt;-HAHAHA yah lah ya lah. i haf to admit to dis one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you cried today &lt;br /&gt;-no. today is a damn fine day...can someone forge me an MC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you usually cry for a long time&lt;br /&gt;-no. my tears dry very fast one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you get really red when you cry ?&lt;br /&gt;-YAH.i hate it manx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever cried because you were happy? &lt;br /&gt;-onli wen i watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever been someone's crying&lt;br /&gt;shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;-dun tink so...im a very bad fren u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever hugged someone because they &lt;br /&gt;were crying? &lt;br /&gt;-no, i dun lyk getting my blouse wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever had a shoulder to cry on?&lt;br /&gt;-my MUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you been hugged when you cried &lt;br /&gt;-my MUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry during movies?&lt;br /&gt;-ABODEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry while reading books?&lt;br /&gt;-YAH, dose touching ones onli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Does music make you cry &lt;br /&gt;-err some onli wif very meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever been called a cry baby &lt;br /&gt;-dunno. pple wud usually tok bhind ur back abt it. soo...i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever tried to stop yourself from &lt;br /&gt;crying: &lt;br /&gt;-yah..how embarrassing to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Does this survey make you want to cry? &lt;br /&gt;- lyk real ahz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;-y wud i? i've got a life to live. &lt;br /&gt;-......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry when you are physically hurt &lt;br /&gt;-no..d last time i did dat was weni was in p2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry when you are scared &lt;br /&gt;-baby larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry when you are mad&lt;br /&gt;-yahh. esp, wen my family pisses me off lyk hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry over bad grades? &lt;br /&gt;-i hate grades. my mum wud cry over em. but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever cried over spilled milk&lt;br /&gt;-hmmm..mayb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Can you make yourself cry &lt;br /&gt;-yah..i tink of all d sad n unfair stuff in life den i cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: When was the last time you cried &lt;br /&gt;-erhhh...hmmm...cant rmb manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever cried because you were sad for &lt;br /&gt;someone else?&lt;br /&gt;-yah i cried after watching a documentary on animals. i feel very sad for dis tortured animals larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you have a favorite crying quote&lt;br /&gt;-i dunno.alot cliche onez.i'll make one up...LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Have you ever cried for anyone who wouldn't &lt;br /&gt;cry for you&lt;br /&gt;-mayb..yahh i cried for all those dying animals. i noe dey wudn't cry for me but i noe dey cry for help without we knowing. (how touching of me..aawwww....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you ever cry on anniversaries of things?&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm..no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Do you cry over someone you love becoz they &lt;br /&gt;have a gf/bf?&lt;br /&gt;-i dunno anybody lyddat. but if i lyk dat somebody n he oredi haf gf, i wont cry lah. waste my emotions onli. LERR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::When was the last time u felt love and u cried?&lt;br /&gt;-oooooh...hmmm. dunno. i can't say. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Who is the person you always cry for?&lt;br /&gt;-i dun cry for a person larh! i nvr cried for a person! i onli cried for animals damnit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Will you cry because this survey is over: &lt;br /&gt;-yah larh yah larh. can u get any lamer? LAMER! (L on ur forehead baby! ehh wait, Ls on every surveys i've taken)&lt;br /&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/6551644-108901564414651334?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108901564414651334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108901564414651334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108901564414651334' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108893241915585918</id><published>2004-07-04T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:13:39.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?un=ladyearwentari&amp;meme=1074628374' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;What do the LOTR men think of you? by &lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/lady_earwentari/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;ladyearwentari&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Name (LJ or Real)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name (LJ or Real)' value='FLzAh' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Viggo said your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;bonkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Orlando says the sex was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;pleasureful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Elijah imagined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;you in fish nets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Sean B could not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;stop wondering if you would join him and Viggo in a threesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Karl freaked out when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;you showed up naked in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Dom thinks you look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;easy to sleep with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Billy noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;you stole his kilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='ladyearwentari'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074628374'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.i got these frm har's blog. so funny. damn larh she. she go say such insulting things abt me which r not true. ehh HELLO?!? i haf a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temporary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; illness. n u shud b sorry for me if i nvr come on tuesday coz i noe u miss me alot. blearghness larx. ohh but nvm, deary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to madrasah today got forced by my mum. aiyoh. she noe i sick den she still ask me to go. den tmr she wan me to go polyclinic. to get somethin done wdv it is. den dat means if i go for dat thing on monday i cant go to sch d nxt day which means dat...aiyoh. nvm ahz. its worst for syikin. i muz rmb dat. poor lil cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo...someone frm d class go n pierce d tongue n d part near d chin. wahlau.. crazy arh. den her parents dunno. haizzness. den dat day i took d same bus as dat syahir mak-nona. n he go pierce his left ear. i repeat: gay looks not gonna make u any cooler. yarh den on friday. i saw ritz bizkit (rizwan ahz), firraihan n dat raf pple on a bus while waiting wif BH at d bustop near my house. den dey shocked to see me. yess i noe im much mor fascinating now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"coz dis is my united states of WADEVERR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was pissed by my mum n dad. n now im kinda pissed dat &lt;s&gt;dear&lt;/s&gt; mr a.i won't answer me wen i ask some Qs. aiyoh tokin to him is lyk tokin to d wall ahz sometimes. but nvm, he always lyddat. its a normal thang for him do do dat. -_-&lt;br /&gt;he gilerr arh. yest. he went to d mendaki thing den he met dis whole bunch of girls n he got their no. n i'm lyk 'oh haha dats so unbelievable' den i tell him to call dem up n he said he's done dat. HAHAHA. tok abt some insane egoistic freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh u dunno somethin. but ur goin to noe after i tell u. so i won't use d phrase "u noe". ok, i threw up juz now after eating 4 dunkin donnuts at one time. i guess my tummy cannot contain so much donnuts at one time. but i must say, a donnut a day, keeps ur worries away. dun worry, my parents always buy alot of dunkin donnuts wen dey come home frm johor. usually two days supply onli. but dey shud buy a whole weeks supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now i watched a nice movie on AXN. i watched d movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; starring shu qui, karen mok n zhao wei. very nice larh. i lyk dis type of movies. last nite i onli watched half of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my own eye got very tired so i had to go to sleep. my mum said d girl killed herself in d end. poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klahz pple. all d youthy pple out der. haf a nice youth day tmr. go play playstation or somethin. muz finish hw by tonite. i dun care. u all muz finish hw by tonite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv my eye n LP always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108893241915585918?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108893241915585918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108893241915585918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108893241915585918' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108885330012669820</id><published>2004-07-03T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T19:43:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello...i wan to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed np arhs. i so sad. boohoo seh. IM SICK! y muz i fall sick at times wen i dun wanna fall sick? i had fever dis morning. den my eye was still red n itchy. i wan to die arh. boohoo. boohoo. everybody, cry for me. i missed np ehh!!! den now i still wanto faint arhs. so sick. somebody kill me arh! i missed np!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was home alone. my parents n bro went to johor (d same thing week after week) n my sis go out wif her gerfrens till now still haven come back. i wan to die of boredom manx. ohh poor syikin she mus b feeling worser den me. 17 days muz b lyk having normal boring holidays only dat u r one sick freak n u'll miss out on fun. dats so saddening seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i cannot go to d mendaki thing oso. ehh act., me myself dun wan to go larhs. but i dunno arhs. reuniting wif some peeps i haven't seen for awhile seems fun. dey all go i nvr go. how sad. if i was alive n kicking i'd haf went. but to bad im sick n dying. haha. im not dying. but i'll sure kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im bored. so i will go write some pple testis. tho..im not sure if i really haf anythin to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv npcc always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108885330012669820?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108885330012669820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108885330012669820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108885330012669820' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108877053347371751</id><published>2004-07-02T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T20:15:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; sqdmates. y everytime i muz volunteer onez arh. yarh i noe i very kind one arh. esp dat banu she standin bside me force me to volunteer coz she noe i always volunteer. she go to hell ahz. so unfair. but nvm ahz. i still very kind n pity our sqd ehz. y u pple so dead arh? yo manx. oh hell, y do i even care bringing dis up. oh wdv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT: who want FREE METEORA CD!!! yarh i say free. n its not 2nd hand arh. i got dis for free. still in d plastic wrapping. eh hu wan come tell me. or if i dunno u tag at my tagboard. but lyk as if i'll giv somebody i dunno. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh i wan d autographed poster larh. i wan manx. guess i'll hafta wait. i oredi got free LP t-shirt. but dis one live in bangkok onez. HAHA. lyk as if i went to bangkok. u noe, i really wanto marry mike n chester. i'll send u wedding invitation. they're gonna haf a 2nd wife. ohmy, i caught myself red-handed using d phrase, "u noe". d horror manx! oh crap, wdv. now u noe how lame i m. (but im still short)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was ok. HAHA. so nwaes, i goin to d doc ltr manx. i feel kinda groggy n pukey. oh hell. but i wont miss np tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple hu make me laff lyk hell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*syikin&lt;br /&gt;*bao hui&lt;br /&gt;*fathiyah&lt;br /&gt;*li chu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA...im laffin lyk hell rite now. ok shooosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh. fathiyah insulted ma'am dina. she said ma'am dina looks funny.lyk an alien. i told her not to insult n disrespect my ma'am. den she said "FINE!". HAHAHA. so much for insultin ma'am dina seh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv LP always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108877053347371751?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108877053347371751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108877053347371751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108877053347371751' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108869256312001266</id><published>2004-07-01T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T22:36:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY FREAKO WACKOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manx manx manx.YO. yo-yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh, todae d 'ncc pple' in my class all suddenly bcum sexy. HAHAHA. skirt so short. tsk..tsk...tsk. opinion: kak raihana is very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact?: "i can go to jail if i paste neoprintz on my EZ-link card"&lt;br /&gt;dats wad ms tan said. dunno arhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ma'am dina likes LP! coincidence or wad seh?!? hey LP freakin rox! n i got a favourite ma'am lyking LP! ma'am dina, u rawk too! YAHOO!(?)&lt;br /&gt;hahhha. i saw ma'am dina's eyes today. their so big n bright n cute. manx, how mesmerizing. i act. used d word mesmerizing. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy, did i juz tok abt ma'am dina? how funny of me. i failed to keep my mouth shut for one day. "how fascinating".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now. today hw was loads. but i managed to finish em. i told u, im a lil mor organised. *smile darrrling* n im not a gibbon tho i find them interesting. dina, i thot d uruk hai was d gibbon. coz she sure acts lyks one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sadd...tonite no OC. "california...california...here we cooomee....!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 mor days to syikin's return. hahha. long way to go. poor things, she will miss npcc n npcc n npcc. n she will oso miss me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sleepy...act. im not.its onli 10.30 pm. its juz dat my eyes r tired n kinda sore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh crap, i nearly forgot. tmr wen i come to sch i muz rmb to pluck one vagriated(?) leaf for science.......... im doomed to stick wif d annoying nenek fathiyah for d rest of my sec 1 n sec 2 life. but its ok. nxt year, i'll push her into d oven wen we ever bake anythin. luckily she noes how to do housework HAHA. wen i grow up...i wan to b taller.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klahs pple. my eyes r getting all watery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv LP n all hu love em too (heheh.I.M.LAME) always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108869256312001266?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108869256312001266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108869256312001266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108869256312001266' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108851125323522329</id><published>2004-06-29T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:14:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot find a way to describe it&lt;br /&gt;It's there inside; all I do is hide&lt;br /&gt;I wish that it would just go away&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, you do, if you knew&lt;br /&gt;What would you do&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am all alone&lt;br /&gt;All by myself I need to get around this&lt;br /&gt;My words are cold, I don't want them to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;If I show you, I don't think you'd understand&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one understands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I M A MORONIC WEAKLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHARRRX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay larhx. im happy at myself coz im beginning to b a lil bit mor organised n logical this days. mayb a wee bit too logical but hey, hu really cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syikin din come to sch today. how saddening. ms tan said we shudn't see her as her sickness is contagious n its lyk, onli fever? but im kinda err wonderin y she's gonna b absent frm sch for a lyk a whole 17 days?!? no timer, no crapper, no maths rep, no saviour, no really gd fren of mine, no syikin! get well soon dear syiggins. lotsa pple miss ur presence. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, ...we're watchin marry poppins for english. dats such a lame movie. i watched dat lyk wen i was a kiddie 5 year old?!? singing penguins wif umbrellas n all...err. oh well, mayb i will learn to appreciate dat movie as we go along watching it...(haha?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad we did for malay manx? fathiyah, diyana, sarah, fateha, some uders n i helped cikgu wif d plants at d place(?) rite outside d home econs room. fathiyah n i had to giv em fertilizers. poor lil living things dying of thirst n lack of nutrients. d sch's err..caretakers havent been doin their job. cikgu is mad mad mad. she keep saying kesian pokok-pokok ni...or somethin lyddat. nwaes we had fun. i tink fathiyah n i r goin to kill a few mor plants coz we gave too much fertilizer. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was kinda nice. ms lizah is a very petite n cute lady. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzness...i wish i cud runaway n marry chester or mike. budden again. somehow sch is too fun to miss manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i am fearless but i can still feel pain* -gaia moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklahz pple, i tink i can blog on regular basis now dat i m much mor organised. budden again, i haf been blogging on a regular basis for a very long time redi....HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im gonna live today like its my last day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv linkin park always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108851125323522329?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108851125323522329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108851125323522329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108851125323522329' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108842770204860154</id><published>2004-06-28T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T21:01:42.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"so smooth and then rough, ur calling my bluff&lt;br /&gt;empty, ur too much but not quite enuff..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM'S SPAGHETTI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manx..dat song rocked. today was monday. i woke up at 5.15 am. i juz din wan to get out of bed but i was quite excited to board my bus. boarding d bus is d best part of going to sch. coz its juz relaxing n fun! n i can read my fearless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt kinda ironic to b wearin my cedar uniform wen im suppose to b at home. manx! im still in for holidays k!... saw ma'am kamaliah at bustop. lo...luckily i nvr take 8 manx.n i was late for APT. my time management is gone again manx. nvm tmr i get out of d house at 6.10? dunno arhs. but nwaes too bad manx, today i had to stand in d bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manx,nearly everybody i noe lyks christiano ronaldo.wad d hell manx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell, today was okay. i hate maths period. so boring. ms tan was lame again. got ms lizah for history teacher. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell u dat im not going crazy over any senior ever again? im sane. im not losing my mind ever again. but i say again...ma'am dina is cute. she is larh. but wdv. i not goin mad over her larhz. not worth it manx. i'd rather go crazy over myself. im worth it! n i do rock. sid, i rock. i noe i rock ur freakin sockz. admit it manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.i havent done d patchwork. goin to pass it up on wednesday larhs. i hate all dis sewing stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sch. i hate sch. i hate sch. its boring. its boring. it has no life. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its gonna chg sometime soon. it is d start of sch again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bloghoppers. gtg now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv myself coz i juz rock always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&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/6551644-108842770204860154?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108842770204860154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108842770204860154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108842770204860154' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108834833634632712</id><published>2004-06-27T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T22:58:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELCOME MONGOLIAN MONKEYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay...im still high from packing my sch bags. i cannot bilif sch's startin tmr. its been long time since i wore d cedar uniform. sure'll feel weird wearing it once again. say, m i tokin lyk a lame-o? no...its a mutual feeling. live wif it hommies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nwaes. todae went shoppin wif biklahs...at TM again. boy...is dat d onli nearest place we can go shopping at? so nwaes we were walkin out of TM towards d bustop n suddenly my heart stop. its tragic, i noe. i saw mike. not mike shinoda dummy. michael dat freakish despo. boy, wad a horrible encounter. he was wearin his skater clothes/rapper clothes(tho i dun tink he raps)/gay clothes/wadever. i wanted to puke. i nvr thot i'd see his face ever again. wad a freak. LOSERIFIC LAMER!&lt;br /&gt;yea dats him alrite. im sure haryani agrees wif me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den juz now had austin powers goldmember on HBO. manx dats lyk so damn funny.especially d part wer austin powers had to go for urin n body check-up. dat mini me dick part. HAHAHAHA. i laughed lyk hell watching dat. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chicken nuggets for dinner......din feel lyk eating fish. im sick of fish lyk im sick of teeny love complications. boy,u noe wad i mean. how can u say ur in love at dis age wen ur a teenager n going thru crap. dats y im crush-free now manx. i dun tink its worth 'fallin in love' at dis point of time. bilif me manx. its a waste of emotion n thots n a distraction too. i haf finally learned dat. im aunt carry u see in teen magazines. onli dat i'll give a no-no for wadeva realtionship. weder its bgr or ggr or bbr. hahahahahahahahahahahaha. oh man..dat was lame. wadever manx.&lt;br /&gt;but i fully support fantasy marriages to idols! yea, provided dat ur idol is not ur senior (heheh). ohh bilif me mines not. im marrying chester n mike. u r invited to eat nasi briyani n pasta at our wedding. hahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tokin abt dat...our dear syikin is in love wif a boy. tokin abt boys wif her is lyk tokin wif a dummy larhz. she wont budge. she wont give a single detail abt hu she lyk. err n wadever crap lahz. she say she's an independant lady. yah sure...haha. ohh syikin, u'll haf to spit it out one fine day anyway. i'll make u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays r over. dats so freakin sad...haizzness...&lt;br /&gt;tmr is monday...science forst lesson. so not looking forward to mrs gay. im lookin forward to d old prune tho. she rox coz she teaches pple how to cook...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dinabanana, thx for helpin me out tho its juz a lil. if u hadnt help i wud've been ashamed n humiliated n fitnah-ated. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my dearies gtg sleep early (tho it oredi 11pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv chester n mike lyk sugar-coated honey bunnies forever,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108834833634632712?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108834833634632712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108834833634632712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108834833634632712' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108826552394108358</id><published>2004-06-26T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T23:58:43.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUST A MOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO my fellow cowgirls n cowboys hu r not cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was nice. yeppz baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard wif parents n bro. yuppz. great singapore sale wadz. i bought a new top n a pair of wedges. err not potato wedges but wedges as in shoes...yahh. my mum bought me bedsheets for hari raya. n den ltr went home at abt 4 den at nite..abt 8 juz now.my mum n bro n i went to TM. ..my mum bought handbag n shoes. haizz ness. n my bro bought levi's pants. n i...err nothin. oh ya..i bought otak-otak n carrot cake frm dat 16 day ppasar malam nearby. lo..tmr it close oredi. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i juz had a meal of carrot cake. so full redi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite..i spent most of my time chattin wif jeremy. lols. he hacked into chee hao's acct. hahaha.shhh..dun tell chee hao ahz. he loves LP too! AHHH!he said he wants to marry mike shinoda. n he went to Birmingham n Manchester to watch d LP concert!!! AHHHH! SO JEALOUS! i onli managed padang. but still its betta den nothing rite?!? readers say: yah, yah. hahaha. n he says gunbound sux. i tink d same too. wad a waste of time playing gunbound these pple. hahaha. hope im not offending any gunbound fans manx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nwaes.i updated my template. haha. i love those animated pics frm my lp obsessionz manx. their so nice. now i can look at my hubby's faces everytime im online n browsing thru blogs. LOL. hahaha. my bro has been playing my meteora cd in d car lyk everytime we go out. d mor i listen d mor meaningful i find d lyrics. haha. really manx.he said lp was d first rock concert he went too. he's been to michael jackson's concert. manx, dats so lame manx. MJ? hahahaha. i used to b scared of MJ wen i was young especially after i watched d music video for d song thriller. hahaha. wad d heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite is wad team aginst holland ahz?i forgot lahz.err..nvm. i'll check ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwaes. i say again. RONALDO SUX! he wears gay ear studs dat makes him look gay! HAHAHAHA. rai..is soo mad dat pple r insultin antony n ronaldo. LO..i support all those hu say dat ronaldo sux leh. really he sux larh. i hate him. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lahz cow pple. *y ride the horse wen u can ride d cowboy?* hahaha. lol..im no perv but i got dat quote frm d net.haha. interesting. i wanna watch home on d range lahz.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait, b4 i go i wanna show somethin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=linkin+park/v=2/TID=I001_0/l=IVI/*-http://www.w00blet.com/newtom.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smiling pix of tom felton! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=linkin+park/v=2/TID=I001_0/l=IVI/*-http://www.linkin-park.ru/photos/wedding/wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoenix's n wife's wedding pix! even their dog wears a tuxedo! so smart looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.beepworld.de/memberdateien/members35/linkin_park6/128.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chester n his wife! AWWW...how sweet.LOL. im gonna marry him tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv LP always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108826552394108358?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108826552394108358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108826552394108358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108826552394108358' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6551644.post-108817768199344269</id><published>2004-06-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T23:34:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*girls shudn't forgive guys so easily. guys hafta work hard to please us,  get us, n make us trust em. if not we'll hafta throw rocks at em again. dun give in so easily girlfrens!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished all my freakin hw!!!! except for dat racial harmony patchwork. but nvm bout dat. i'll ask my mum to help me wif dat tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accomplished finishing my remaining hw today. which were sc report n 4 malay article reviews! i died while doin d review. so damn boring. all u do is lift sentences from here n der n collage em togeder. n i gave very dumb personal response too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted wif zul todae. he's wacked larh. he's gay coz he's in love wif harry potter. but nwaes, he's my daily source of entertainment. hahaha. coz he's juz a total uncool n lame freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE RONALDO! as in cristiano ronaldo. he's so gay looking n un-hot. James is more sexy baby. n tall. n hot. n im marrying chester n mike! come to my wedding babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. I.M LAME? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sid had a burning angry convo wif some moronic gay. her ex-classmate which makes him my ex-classmate too. i really wonder hu it was manx. muz b malay. he muz b suffering from clinical depression. nvm i can help him. all he has to do is ignore n forget everything else, stay away from annoying freaks, create his own reality n get high. JUZ LIKE ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. i sure m lame baby!...but im still short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING NEWS! : I haf a rare piece of corn growing in my mouth... says dina after examining my 'rare piece of corn' in my crystal clean mouth. dina, i burst it again. i tink its gonna grow even bigger by sunday. i get bored bursting it n watching it grow again. even wen i put BONJELA it wont stop. yes...u all muz tink i m toking gibberish but b assured dat all my words r in english.&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv myself hu luvs linkin park always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108817768199344269?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108817768199344269'/><link 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"OMG.i like Seth Cowan" hahahahaha. nwaes summer is so cute n chubby...quite chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..im gonna haf to do my sc report now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dis song.very nice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoJo&lt;br /&gt;Leave (Get Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all day for ya babe &lt;br /&gt;So won't cha come and sit and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me how we're gonna be together always&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know that when it's late at night&lt;br /&gt;I Hold on to my pillow tight&lt;br /&gt;And think of how you promised me forever&lt;br /&gt;(I never thought that anyone)&lt;br /&gt;Could make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;(Now that you're here boy all I want) &lt;br /&gt;Is just a chance to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Get Out, (leave) right now, &lt;br /&gt;It's the end of you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's too late (now) and I can't wait for you to be gone &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why) how I bought all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You said that you would treat me right but you was just a waste of time (waste of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you're looking so confused&lt;br /&gt;When I'm the one who didn't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;How could you ever be so cold&lt;br /&gt;To go behind my back and call my friend &lt;br /&gt;Boy you must have gone and bumped your head&lt;br /&gt;Because you left her number on your phone&lt;br /&gt;(So now after all is said and done) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm the one to blame but&lt;br /&gt;(To think that you could be the one)&lt;br /&gt;Well it didn't work out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you right here with me but I have no choice you've gotta leave&lt;br /&gt;Because my heart is breakin'&lt;br /&gt;With every word I'm sayin'&lt;br /&gt;I gave up everything I had &lt;br /&gt;On something that just wouldn't last &lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to cry&lt;br /&gt;No tears will fall from these&lt;br /&gt;Eyeee-eeee-eeees &lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, ooooh&lt;br /&gt;Get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv mike shinoda always,&lt;br /&gt;Filzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6551644-108813796209211415?l=luv-me2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108813796209211415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6551644/posts/default/108813796209211415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luv-me2.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108813796209211415' title=''/><author><name>Bleeding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16665454665877316019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' 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