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term='Stuck'/><category term='interaction'/><category term='OVER'/><category term='HELLO WILLOW'/><category term='Issues'/><title type='text'>ConfessionsOfLife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6562433295786077011</id><published>2009-08-20T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:15:26.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>limping</title><content type='html'>Pain. Pain. Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right shoulder is in pain. Makes it difficult for me to do things. Went home after school instead of going for Geog Mock Test. Returned back to school for E Math remedial. It was damn dark and windy. As if my skirt wasn't 'swingy' enough, the wind kept blowing and my skirt was also blowing away. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During E Math, Fathur kept 'flirting' with me. Hahaha. 'Flirt' oni. LOL. No lah, just playing oni. Later, Fathur's admirers will kill me. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, during remedial, I showed Narimah that someone. &lt;br /&gt;Narimah: Where is he?!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait lah. He's limping.&lt;br /&gt;Narimah: Oh right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I should move on. I've been telling myself since... forever. Right now, I feel like sleeping and not doing anything else. Having a slight fever but I will hang on until Eng O Level Oral is done tomorrow afternoon. After that, I may or may not have a study-session. My oral will probably end at 3 because I'm the thrid person, like FINALLY. These past years, I'm always the freaking last person. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE + BATH DURING RECESS = FUN FUN FUN~!!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving to another website soon. Blogger sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6562433295786077011?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6562433295786077011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6562433295786077011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6562433295786077011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6562433295786077011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/limping.html' title='limping'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4610112999645731509</id><published>2009-08-19T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:26:22.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I DON&apos;T CARE'/><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s389.photobucket.com/albums/oo333/ddeadgirl/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02501.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo333/ddeadgirl/th_DSC02501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by HweeHwa when I was sleeping after A Math. Zul didn't even tell me about it! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got B3 for my MT O Level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite satisfied with it but my oral sucks lah. I talked a lot leh and the examiners were smiling from ear to ear. Basket. Me and Ina were complaining about how the examiners gave ur 'false hope'. I've decided to continue my other subjects. I just have to make up for the mistakes I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 points taken. My target is 15 points or less. I did got it on my first term this year but it doubled to 31 points on Mid-Year Exam. Fcuk right? Nvm. I'll slash it to half and hopefully, lower the point. HAI... I CAN DO IT~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna chiong during exam period. Study everyday with my friends. Can? Hahaha. Not last minute lah of course. I start studying already leh. Don't want to disappoint my parents again and definitely doesn't want my mother to climb those flight of stairs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried a little bit while waiting for the result just now. Different people had different reaction. For example, Connie dancing like a crazy girl when she received her result(A1+Distinction leh) and a girl who's eyes got really red, won't mention who. It was frightening. I want to cry when I receive my O Level result later. Tears of joy, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuliana scared me by saying that I'm gonna cry later because I was freaking hyper this morning. Actually, I remained hyper for the rest of the day. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Jessica, Zuliana and me had a short bonding session at 883, accompanied by bubble teas and donuts. Thanks to Jessica for treating us donuts. She's a good Samaritan. ;) Speaking of treats, Narimah treated me too during recess but she looked so pitiful so I give her 1 dollar. In the end, she treated me 50 cents only. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the three of us were constantly farting and that got us into laughter. Eventhough it was a short bonding session, it's great to be back together. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4610112999645731509?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4610112999645731509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4610112999645731509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4610112999645731509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4610112999645731509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5472467229243611245</id><published>2009-08-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:14:05.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i running'/><title type='text'>gee</title><content type='html'>I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get sleepy very often this week, surprisingly. Like this morning, I set my alarm clock at 6.30 to do my homework but I layed down on the sofa and immediately slept until 8am. But still, I feel so sleepy. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"10 more weeks to O LEVEL. It's all in your hands. Whatever you do in these 10 weeks will determine what you will do in 10 years to come." Quoted from Mr Chan, Principal of Evergreen Sec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, that sounded scary. 10 more weeks to O LEVEL and 2 more weeks to PRELIMS, yet, I'm still doing nothing. Even if I try, it doesn't make much of a difference. For example, when I got back my Chemistry mock paper, I was hoping for a pass but I failed. What saddens me most is that I studied for this paper and I tried my best. But nevertheless, I should try my bestest bestest ever for the next paper. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Am I running&lt;/u&gt; the right way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5472467229243611245?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5472467229243611245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5472467229243611245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5472467229243611245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5472467229243611245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/gee.html' title='gee'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6046642232604114799</id><published>2009-08-14T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T06:47:02.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>HELP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=ndp2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/th_ndp2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Late) NDP pictures uploaded on my Facebook: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?id=701218540&amp;pid=2331267#/album.php?aid=100407&amp;id=701218540&amp;ref=nf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank these people for helping me with my area of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-: Thanks Zuliana for teaching me POA and Math. I'm absolutely sorry for repeatedly asking you questions in class to clear my doubts. But still, you would happily teach me and even offer to teach me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-: Thanks Jessica for teaching me POA and guiding me during PE lessons. Don't worry, I will remember to exercise everyday but... next time can? Hahaha. I appreciate your text messages, encouring me to do well. You're definitely someone I can turn to when in need. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-: Thanks Narimah for teaching me Chemistry. I can definitely understand better. Thanks for studying with me although you just returned from school just now. Although I slacked a bit, you energized me with your hyperness and spazzing about 'twig'. Arigaou. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 2.4km run today. Was doing well in the first round but slacked in the second round. I was walking when suddenly I heard someone going, "NABILAHHH~!!!!!!!!!". I turned to see Jessica sprinting towards me with her scary face. Thanks Jessica for pushing me towards the end and sorry for walking too much. ;( She's an alien, man. How can someone run that fast and still talk normally? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed during recess. Damn shiok. We were damn noisy in the shower and kept throwing the soap from cubicle to cubicle. I will definitely miss PE. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Narimah at RP. We only studied for 2 hours since we reached at 4pm but I was in no mood to study so I distracted Narimah instead. A lot of funny jokes but lazy to type it out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;883-ed and home-d early at 6.45pm. Did housechores and I just sat on the sofa for 20 minutes doing nothing. I was in rather deep thoughts. I was wondering whether I should take up tuition lessons. I need to improve on my weak subjects, POA and Chemistry. Do you think it's too late to have tuitions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only issue here is money. I don't want to waste money when I can actually study on my own. So, my mother allowed me to have a study-group session two times a week. So I was guessing of having another study session on Saturday or Sunday? I just need someone to guide me along. Anyone free? ;)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No pictures for today. Sorry. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6046642232604114799?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6046642232604114799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6046642232604114799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6046642232604114799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6046642232604114799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/help.html' title='HELP.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8783580851885792364</id><published>2009-08-07T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:15:15.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEMBANYET'/><title type='text'>LOSERS</title><content type='html'>I look forward to school nowadays. I want to freaking pass my OLevels with flying colours and make my family proud. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in school, except for the fact that I couldn't control my emotions for once. Told Narimah about it and she had a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NABILAH? YOU??? Being angry for the first time...???!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I don't really show my feelings to others. Only my family knows the real me. I never ever ever ever ever fought with my friends before. Simply because I have no best friend but a lot of close/good friends. I won't elaborate on what happened but here's special message to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Miss Z:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're reading this but I'm sorry for splashing water at you. That was the only thing I could think of doing that time. I was at fault too for doing that. But honestly, I was really irritated then. I know I was smiling, but that was only because I hardly get angry at my friends. It was hard for me not to smile despite my anger, especially since it's you I'm looking at.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm writing this because you know I can't express my feelings well in person. So if you happen to come across this, then I hope you understand.) T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie. Enough of the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Narimah instead at RP, as usual. Thanks ah pembanyet! I really like the way you teach me Chemistry. I actually liked your method better than my other teachers'. LOL. Be honoured! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was directly sitting across this malay couple and I just happened to see them kissing. Narimah was right, it looked like the guy was eating the girl up. They were all over each other. Lucky I never wear specs or else, everything will be crystal clear, and disturbing. Why am I surrounded by rated stuffs these days? First, an insight of 'making babies project' and now this. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narimah accidentally sprayed water on me. The water that she drank. I'm traumatized. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CWP with my sister and did our shopping. I bought a Chemistry assesment book for 5 dollars. ;) Yes, I'm serious about this stupid subject called Chemistry. Damn you. I'm the weakest at Chemistry. =.=" I need more tutoring/assistance in Chemistry, especially from my now-favourite tutor, NARIMAH~!!! ;))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/ndp14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care eh eh eh eh eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8783580851885792364?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8783580851885792364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8783580851885792364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8783580851885792364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8783580851885792364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/losers.html' title='LOSERS'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8978689085347590106</id><published>2009-08-06T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:57:17.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatred towards YOU.'/><title type='text'>RIDUAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I JUST HATE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;You pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Bloody jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;They're laughing at you, not with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I can only use negative adjectives to decribe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I don't give a damn about what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Attention seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Just shut your freaking mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;It sucks that I actually like the guy that you're close with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;And because of that, I try to lose interest in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;And yet, I failed miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;It disgusts me how you always give me that fucking look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;It's true, you have a fucking face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;You might think it's funny, but it's hurtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Dumb ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Fucking brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Sore loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I hope you experience a hard time, just like how you did to the rest of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Sweet revenge it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unknown true feelings. Don't bother reading it cause you can never do it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an idiot right now. Crying out of a sudden. Damn you tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8978689085347590106?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8978689085347590106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8978689085347590106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8978689085347590106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8978689085347590106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/riduan.html' title='RIDUAN'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3298457806882756457</id><published>2009-08-05T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:42:08.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SO?'/><title type='text'>hij</title><content type='html'>I should be studying for my Geography and Social Studies tests right now but I'm tired. Very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chapter left for Geography and Social Studies... I haven't even flip a page off my textbook. I can't study on my bed cause I tend to sleep very easily on my bed. Give me 10 minutes and I'll drift to lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing today. During E Math lesson, got scolded by Mrs Lee so Zuliana and I had to stand outside the class. Not much of a problem to me but it was for a ridiculous reason which I don't wish to elaborate on. I seriously need to get back on track. My Math grade (oh no, more like most of my subjects) is declining and it ain't doing me any good. Can someone give me a spank on my butt/shoulder? =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nani for your advice. I really do appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: 27 more days to PRELIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: 2 pictures of Fathur, amik kau. Take a good look at your hair. Vain boy. T_T ... Oh btw, you owe me 80 cents. Remember? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=o6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/o6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=o5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3298457806882756457?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3298457806882756457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3298457806882756457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3298457806882756457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3298457806882756457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/hij.html' title='hij'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3608894145584859343</id><published>2009-08-03T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:57:25.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HI'/><title type='text'>9 DONT CARE</title><content type='html'>Tired of L A U G H T E R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was all about tiredness and laughter. I was tired the whole day due to school. Riduan is obsessed with himself as he kept asking me for my compact mirror to look at himself. Fathur and Aidil were being a bit out of hand just now but it's not over the top. Zuliana and Jessica, they're my antibiotic for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. We reported late for POA remedial today and found out there was no teacher. So we roamed around and went to 4 Respect to 'accompany' my lonely friend. We were doing a lot of crazy stuff and the teacher had to ask us to go back class twice. LOL. A lot of crazy antics going on. I miss our bonding sessions. Aigoo... nvm. With O Levels just around the corner, everyone is busy with their own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of having a private blog or maybe switch to another website for me to blog on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: LOL at Aidil who sympathizes me for &lt;s&gt;silently liking someone&lt;/s&gt;. I don't need your sympathy you horny guy. ;) SHHH... I don't need your comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3608894145584859343?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3608894145584859343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3608894145584859343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3608894145584859343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3608894145584859343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-dont-care.html' title='9 DONT CARE'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8738975927878247220</id><published>2009-08-01T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:42:32.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELLO WILLOW'/><title type='text'>SNSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SnRwUHW9dAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hAsY-FwHXDY/s1600-h/wkbp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365036546980148226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SnRwUHW9dAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hAsY-FwHXDY/s320/wkbp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to my grandma's house for a ceremony for the late(s). I was alone since both my sisters were away and my cousin is sick. Take care Ahmai, next week we can enjoy! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much happened except for... Well, I was sitting in the living room when I happened to hear my cousin's conversation. They were talking about something rated and I just happened to be sitting there. I had no one to entertain to and no one texted me. Lonely me. Anyway, back to the story, they were in the midst of their conversation on 'making babies project'. K lah, won't elaborate more on it. Can't reveal what they said. HAHAHA =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm staying up late tonight to finish up most of my never-ending homework, so that tomorrow I can sleep early and not worry about my horrendous piles of homeworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: My antibiotic pills are freaking big and wide. 2cm in length. Damn, I have to cut it into pieces before I can consume it. Shut up, I have a fear of medicines. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS/S: I have to start on my revision already. Anyone free? I'm willing to go out and study. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS/S/S: Why is it that everyone is singing the Nobody song by Wonder Girls? &lt;em&gt;Old song liao. Hahaha. Sorry, not a WG fan.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SNSD+2NE1 FTW~!&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/24819476-8738975927878247220?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8738975927878247220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8738975927878247220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8738975927878247220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8738975927878247220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/snsd.html' title='SNSD'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SnRwUHW9dAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hAsY-FwHXDY/s72-c/wkbp5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7115850951069399963</id><published>2009-07-31T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:08:03.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Boy'/><title type='text'>31 August</title><content type='html'>I was freaking pissed lah this morning. I nearly didn't go to school today. Already early in the morning, my right ear was on and off. I can't hear that well and it got on my nerve. And all these had to happen when I'm already ready for school. I was getting a bit late for school so I just strut off to school. I didn't even bother to wax my hair lor. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my ear, I got into a really bad mood and didn't talk to anyone. Sorry ah Jessica, Zuliana, Hwee Hwa, Aidil and Fathur. Oh btw, I failed my 2.4km run by a few seconds. Damn. I walked too much during my second round, the first round was okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get really frustrated on Fridays, because I can't contact Zuliana. This girl gets on my nerves sometimes, because everytime I call or text, her handphone will be unaccessable (byk sgt msg boyf, sebab 2 prepaid abis!). Kill her please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to clinic before my study session. Thanks Zul for accompanying me. Saw Mdm Iswani and Ms Ng there. A lot of sick ppl ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, study group at RP with Zul and Nani. Pictures speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL5-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL6-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL6-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL7-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL7-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL9-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL9-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=CL10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/CL10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Gonna watch my korean variety show first then I sleep. Don't miss me k. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Saranghae, Runner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7115850951069399963?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7115850951069399963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7115850951069399963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7115850951069399963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7115850951069399963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/31-august.html' title='31 August'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2188253259302539275</id><published>2009-07-30T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:31:59.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.4'/><title type='text'>pretty</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but I just feel the need to apologize to some people. And they are some random people such as Geraldine. I have no idea why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I'm the type of person who says something and reflects it back at the end of the day. That may or may not be a good thing, I don't know for sure. Now can someone tell me why am I posting this instead of studying for my POA test tomorrow? Oh right, that's because if I did or did not study, the outcome will still be the same. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've been seeing less of him nowadays. I guess that's good? =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(-.-') Damn. It's 2.4km run tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ;) ] Going study with Zuliana again tomorrow. Dunno if there are any followers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2188253259302539275?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2188253259302539275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2188253259302539275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2188253259302539275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2188253259302539275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty.html' title='pretty'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3534624435004311211</id><published>2009-07-28T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:01:43.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWS'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Random bites. I hate doing Eng compos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEZvdUTQHUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEZvdUTQHUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to the world now? This video features a two year old toddler puffing away the cigarettes like it's no one's business. Worse off is that it was his father who encouraged him to do so. He believed that it could help him reduce his chest pain. Yahh right, more like adding more pain to it. It's disgusting how the people surrounding him were like praising him when he's like smoking. HELLO! How can a two-year-old kid who can barely say a full sentence look cute when he's smoking!? He looks like a professional smoker. At this rate, I think he'll die at the age of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, pain reliever. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3534624435004311211?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3534624435004311211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3534624435004311211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3534624435004311211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3534624435004311211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4659134907607958917</id><published>2009-07-28T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:39:09.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasted'/><title type='text'>BOTAK</title><content type='html'>It's such a waste. Today's trip to school was such a waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is like the most important day because there's a lot of subjects that I am weak at. e.g. 2 periods of Chemistry, Geography and Physics each. A few more weeks to Prelims and I'm missing a lot of lessons. T_T I was feeling okay but the teachers kept urging me to go home. The clerk at the general office sounded so nice when she's on the phone but the moment she hangs up, the general office was like a chatroom. Gossips and complaints going around like it's nothing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me walk here and there like an idiot until this kind teacher approach me. Thank you Ms-I-Don't-Know-Who. Around 9.45, went home with Haley. Oh yah, Haley also go to school when he's supposed to be on MC. LOL. We are good students! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good laugh this morning. I guess I'm so used to hearing his irritating voice calling me names. I don't care anymore because that is what he do, trying to attract people's attention. An attention seeker. I don't get why the boys always laugh to his jokes in class. Yes, sometimes he's funny but at times, he just goes overboard. 형&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care eh eh eh eh eh... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I did not mention any bloody names so keep your comments to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4659134907607958917?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4659134907607958917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4659134907607958917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4659134907607958917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4659134907607958917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/botak.html' title='BOTAK'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-858397840383670675</id><published>2009-07-26T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:42:37.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SICK'/><title type='text'>I DONT CARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;current=0942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0942.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again for the second time for the week. It's freaking tiring to get sick everytime lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor gave me 2 days mc but I can't miss school since I've missed a lot of lessons the past 2 weeks. I hate being sick. I hate eating medicine. I hate biting my medicine into small pieces before consuming it. I hate lying on my bed all day. I hate the fact that I can't complete my homeworks because I have no mood and energy. I hate getting scolded by teachers for not doing homework. I just hate anything that revolves around the word 'SICK'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I dragged myself with a temperature of 38.7 degrees celcius to go to the doctor. Damn it, the doctor was closed. It's freaking tiring lah. Right now, a lot of my homeworks are still left incomplete because I've been sleeping after eating my medicine. Get ready to get scolded by your teachers, Nabilah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I have a weak immune system. It means I get infected by germs very easily. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-858397840383670675?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/858397840383670675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=858397840383670675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/858397840383670675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/858397840383670675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-care.html' title='I DONT CARE'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5027619518826170020</id><published>2009-07-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:10:32.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can officially conclude that I'm allergic to pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated Narimah bubbletea this afternoon since I somehow owned her one. I forget to tell Narimah that I can't take pearls. Silly me. And now, I'm left with breathing difficulties and I'm constantly coughing right now. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning, I saw him again. K lah, can somebody refrain me from liking him any further. Tiring leh. LOL. Asyraf was annoying, oh yah, we actually shared umbrella. But then I realised it wasn't raining anymore. Back to Asyraf, he kept saying "Sayang, cepatlah. Kita dah lambat ni." Disgusting leh. Hahaha, when I told him that I hated mushy2 stuffs, he repeated it but this time louder. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me and Zul went to RP to study. Yes, we did study. Thanks Zul for teaching me POA. We had a lot of laughter and of course, a moment of truth. I seriously can't shut my mouth. Girls are always gossiping, it's my nature. Took a lot of pictures but Blogger is being a spoilt brat. Will post them soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to CWP and meet my sister. Then we went off home. Guess who I saw in the bus on the way back home? Mundzir! I didn't even realize that he was a few seats away from me until my sister asked me to turn to look at this hot guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh. Btw, me and Jessica changed clothes in the class today. Shiok sia! We get to experience how a boy feels, stripping their clothes after PE. But then, we got chased out from the class by those bloody prefects. Went off to the library and I got bullied/harassed by YongHong and Connie. Those two are always bullying innocent people, like ME~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks a lot ah. You made me cry for some stupid reason. My mood's always ruin when I see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/S: Me and Zuliana are having study-groups every Friday after school at RP. Anyone wanna follow? We need tutoring. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0944.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0945.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0947.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0951.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0968.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0968.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0969.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0969.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0972.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0974.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0974.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0975.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0981.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t139/Nab1lah93/0981.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photomania. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5027619518826170020?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5027619518826170020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Irritating blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5023164030631482306?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5023164030631482306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5023164030631482306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5023164030631482306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5023164030631482306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/irritating-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4175619162232741921</id><published>2009-07-16T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:32:02.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOWON'/><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sl8pa895gNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/21tM2l4OaQ8/s1600-h/DSC01891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359047624613265618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sl8pa895gNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/21tM2l4OaQ8/s320/DSC01891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*IMAGE TAKEN FROM HWEEHWA'S BLOG*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have a stalker in class, AHHHH~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll only be back in school on Monday. I'm sick right now. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my mother spread the germs to me when I took care of her the other day. LOL. I missed a lot of tests this week since I'm absent for three days this week. Sorry to those who got scolded by me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One lesson learnt: Do not talk to me when I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like to talk a lot when I'm sick. I become short-tempered and cuss at everything single thing that doesn't go my way. Especially to my eldest sister who will turning 22 this Monday and she still behaves like a 5-year-old kid. She's always doing some weird dance in front of me and expect me to laugh. But given my weak condition, I scolded her and I got scolded back by my mum. &lt;em&gt;Dah 22 tahun pun perangai macam budak2. Aigoo... dunno what to buy for her birthday leh. T_T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;98 more days to O Level and I haven't start studying. I think I'm gonna go to the library one of these days and study. Strangely, I can only study, like freaking study, when I'm in the library because there's no interuptions such as TV, SOFA, COMPUTER. LOL, weird as to how my interuptions are all non-living things. K lah, it's more like my temptation. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After remedial yesterday, we were walking to 883 when this couple around our age since they're both wearing school uniforms walked past us. For goodness sake, there was a huge space there and yet he purposely bumped Jessica with his shoulder. If his body is so big and well-built, he's excused but he's freaking thin lor, like a satay stick. Wearing eyeliner with fully-pierced ears and tucked-out shirt doesn't give him a reason to go around bumping others. And he didn't even apologise leh, sumore, he stared at us like we're the ones who's at fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nani, like always, kept changing her minds on buying bubble tea. Zuliana had to persuade her like crazy and they made a hilarious deal (HALF). hahaha. But still, Nani left while we walking off. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will watching Harry Potter tomorrow night with my siblings. I hope I can get well soon before the movie so that I can watch it with ease, and not try to clear my nose while watching the movie. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sore throat sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4175619162232741921?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4175619162232741921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4175619162232741921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4175619162232741921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4175619162232741921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi_16.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sl8pa895gNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/21tM2l4OaQ8/s72-c/DSC01891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8647771822332224135</id><published>2009-07-12T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:14:01.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I M'/><title type='text'>RAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect to see me sleeping tomorrow or maybe you won't be seeing me in school tomorrow, but that is very unlikely the case since I can't miss more lessons. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason... my sick mother needs someone to take care of her while she's at home. And I haven't finish my homeworkS. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my sleep and I hate my Math homeworkS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post will be edit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8647771822332224135?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8647771822332224135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8647771822332224135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8647771822332224135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8647771822332224135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/ran.html' title='RAN'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4967776603783589491</id><published>2009-07-10T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:58:35.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STUPID'/><title type='text'>snsd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SldH_xh_-pI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MCgN_1tJU7E/s1600-h/2271260317_0b02133ab5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356829442733767314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SldH_xh_-pI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MCgN_1tJU7E/s320/2271260317_0b02133ab5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M HUNGRY. *drooling over Mc Spicy meal*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;나는 당신을 미워합니다&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super pissed off. We did standing broad jump today and I was, yet again, the last girl to jump before the boys move to another station. As if the pressure was not there, some irritating immature kids just had to add it in. But I have to thank these kids cause they were the ones who made me jump further, out of anger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm loving Fridays, except for the first 3 boring periods. The advantage of having PE just before recess is that you can eat real food without queing up. Yup, I hate queing up. That's probably why I always never eat at school. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something really funny happened during CCD period. I don't know why but someone always put Fathur's pencil case inside my bag. When we needed to take temperature, he realised that his pencil case was gone and frantically began to search for it. Hilarious sia. Zul kept saying she didn't took it but her face tells it all. Me and Jessica were innocent so we just watched the free show. Fathur got me laughing when he did a spot-check on Zuliana, like every part of her bag. Then, he walked around the class like nobody's business and showed his sad puppy face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the kind-hearted and nice girl that I am, I offered him my help. In the end, he found it on top of the cabinet at the back of our class. Now, here's the highlight. Usually, people will get angry and just have their own moo&lt;img class="gl_color_fg" alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;d swing, this guy actually laughed along and smiled. Fathur is officially the cool guy in our class. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Okie dokie people. I want to stop this eery feeling. It scares me how I can remain like this for one year and did nothing. Despite frequent coincidences, like in the library just now. Nabilah, forget it. Let the feeling end. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Sorry ah Narimah. I had to postpone our bubbletea date just now. Next week k? Make yourself free PPWWEEUUUSSSHHHH.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4967776603783589491?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4967776603783589491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4967776603783589491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4967776603783589491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4967776603783589491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/snsd.html' title='snsd'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SldH_xh_-pI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MCgN_1tJU7E/s72-c/2271260317_0b02133ab5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7222011392484428026</id><published>2009-07-09T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:59:43.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FLY'/><title type='text'>FLYLAHYOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SlX_h-71d6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZgNfe-Sy1_M/s1600-h/Photo0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468291121805218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SlX_h-71d6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZgNfe-Sy1_M/s320/Photo0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just not my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, it seemed like everything was against my will. When I wanted to watch TV, the TV went berserk and I had to tune it, and it took me 20 minutes. Many more happened but I don't wish to elaborate on it. It'll just make my heart ache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has been calling me Bisol these days and it's getting on my nerves. I might be smiling but only because that's the only thing I manage to do. You don't expect me to slap whoever who calls me a Bisol do you? All this fcuking name-calling shit thing is seriously getting out of hand. Damn you bastards. Thanks a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is Bisol, you may ask? It's a pimple on your butt. Yes. Don't you think it's a bit extreme to call someone with that term, especially with that meaning? Maybe not to you, but it is to me. Name-callings has just got to stop. I've gotten tired of it. It's been going on since my primary school days. I have a lot of bad memories about it and that is probably why I am sensitive to this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still vividly remember how I used to hide in the bathroom and cry after those countless name-callings in my primary school days. LOL at how naive I was. Looking back, I actually kept laughing at how I reacted. It's just so the way primary-school-acts. Now, I just move on and pretended nothing happened, that is according to my mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name is NABILAH. Not Bisol. I don't even have a freaking bisol for goodness sake. How I got the term is beyond ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEEP YOUR COMMENTS TO YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie dokie people. Enough of the self-frustration thingy. I refuse to end this post with a stupid emo post. Let me update you with a small bite of what happened today. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math is driving me crazy. I hate doing it without assistance. After school, had geog test and attempted to finish homework in the canteen with Shameera, Zul and Arina. Waited for Jessica until 6 but when I saw her, she just rushed out of the school gate. It's okay gui gui. I understand your busy schedule. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what? I see him every morning when I walk to school. It just hits me how we always walk past each other and have never ever talk to each other. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet, I can't believe I have a crush on him.&lt;/span&gt; Screw you Nabilah. Concentrate on your studies please~! (Note to self: O LEVEL~!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I do not want to mention names here and pin-point on those people. It's just my point of view. If you disagree or dislike it, it's your problem. It's my blog and it's my opinion. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS/S: Weekend is just a day away... YAHOO~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7222011392484428026?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7222011392484428026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7222011392484428026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7222011392484428026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7222011392484428026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/flylahyou.html' title='FLYLAHYOU'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SlX_h-71d6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZgNfe-Sy1_M/s72-c/Photo0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4145878311817731005</id><published>2009-07-07T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:43:30.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OVER'/><title type='text'>SARANGHAE</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how relieved I feel now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE MALAY O LEVEL TO WORRY ABOUT. (excluding LC &amp;amp; the nerve-wrecking result)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic was surprisingly quite easy, it's on UNDERAGE SMOKING. How amazing right? I think we're lucky enough to get such topic. But the waiting time was freaking long. I was the freaking last student to leave the hall leh, waited for 2 hours. Nothing to do. I practically rushed home after the examination because I felt like peeing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened in the hall but I'm not gonna say it here. LOL. It's just so random. I can still remember the look on his face, freaking hilarious. Yahoo... I can finally relax. I so don't want to retake my Malay O Level. The minimum grades I wish to see for my Malay is B3. So please, please, please make it happen. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidil, that horny guy, is freaking hilarious. During recess, only Elim, Hwee Hwa, Jessica and me were left in class. The 3 of us were talking about something while Jessica was resting. Suddenly, Aidil jumped in front of the back door in the star-shape form. It was freaking funny, to me lah, coz no one else was laughing. Aidil is a freaking clown, eventhough he's a bit horny, he's still a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning, I had a fever with the temp of 37.9 degrees but I didn't tell my teachers cause I wanna take my O Level. But rest assured, I got well pretty fast. ;) I was quiet since I wasn't really feeling well but Aidil told some lame horny jokes and I burst into laughter. Thanks ah horny~! ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Jessica, my Gui Gui. Ni mei shi ba? You seemed pretty down just now. I'm sorry but I don't know how to comfort you. I'm not one who's able to express myself well. So please don't think I don't care, I just don't know how to approach you. Gui Gui, smile. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/S: Thanks ah cheapskate~! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4145878311817731005?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4145878311817731005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4145878311817731005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4145878311817731005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4145878311817731005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/saranghae.html' title='SARANGHAE'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-9187029886627267117</id><published>2009-07-04T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:39:41.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIDEOS MANIA'/><title type='text'>100th VIDEOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 100TH POST TO ME~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DO check this featured video. Your interest is very much apreciated. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7db973b92077be9a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7db973b92077be9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17284DA43F5EB86DE7CB9B5EA53294698382153.69DE141121D59A4822BE188615BEA9EDC244AC60%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7db973b92077be9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUXIO5n2bhCZaYiamE7VcXg-VVDY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7db973b92077be9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17284DA43F5EB86DE7CB9B5EA53294698382153.69DE141121D59A4822BE188615BEA9EDC244AC60%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7db973b92077be9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUXIO5n2bhCZaYiamE7VcXg-VVDY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Warning: Don't turn up the volume too loudly. My singing voice is too loud at times. (Mute the BGM on my blog first, xie xie ni~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, well, well, it's my 100th post finally. Although this blog has been on for like 2 years, it only reached the 100th post now. My treat for you are VIDEOS and more VIDEOS. Why not pictures you may ask, because Blogger is a spoilt brat and I'm unable to upload any pictures. But I like moving pictures better. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been with this blog for 2 years or more and I'm glad it stayed this way. All the contents in my blog are all written from the bottom of my heart, no lies, just pure truth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These videos lined up for you to see are all either new or old. The video featured above is a random moment of me singing Take A Bow by Rihanna. Why? I have no idea either. It's done with no intention, so if it's not nice, it's your problem. And if it's fabulous (which I think it is, hahaha), then THANKS. Do comment. T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More videos coming up... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video was taken during the trip to RP Library with AH-MAI. We were bored then so I, being the future cameraman, filmed Ah-Mai with her usual goofy self.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2616ec43aa8257c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2616ec43aa8257c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2275A3719AE70A6B85E67C4DAB7472DE82F93025.7A84F1CFF9FF835740474E551F55E6D05F32DEC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2616ec43aa8257c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwIyMYR1RbSxy0TjNO8dRj0rI2hs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2616ec43aa8257c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2275A3719AE70A6B85E67C4DAB7472DE82F93025.7A84F1CFF9FF835740474E551F55E6D05F32DEC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2616ec43aa8257c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwIyMYR1RbSxy0TjNO8dRj0rI2hs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A continuation of the previous video. AH-MAI with her 'special greeting'. YENNA SHOW~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab9950b82d4da585" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab9950b82d4da585%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7113FF49E228BCB4B588B367EE77E13B5812E3B9.204BF00C924D1A81EC9C77145103ABBB08722133%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab9950b82d4da585%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D22nuC8nIAibCLH6Ay_zHp_IuecU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab9950b82d4da585%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7113FF49E228BCB4B588B367EE77E13B5812E3B9.204BF00C924D1A81EC9C77145103ABBB08722133%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab9950b82d4da585%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D22nuC8nIAibCLH6Ay_zHp_IuecU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last part to the AH-MAI series. Featured Ah-Mai being hardworking for a change. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cb4faee77d7051a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cb4faee77d7051a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D357622A0612E0011377C20445AE572EBB6608A47.45A26668EB1B35485D1E2AAE41C98B212CA5D968%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cb4faee77d7051a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjAp7qb2etq3hHGoZsktKFELIWd0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cb4faee77d7051a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D357622A0612E0011377C20445AE572EBB6608A47.45A26668EB1B35485D1E2AAE41C98B212CA5D968%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cb4faee77d7051a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjAp7qb2etq3hHGoZsktKFELIWd0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A boring POA lesson and my handphone was itching to come out of my pocket. ;) Lazybum Fathur sleeping next to me. Everytime I turn to my left, he would be sleeping. =.=" And sometimes, I get influenced by him and sleep as well. Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-32f6a6f151accf09" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32f6a6f151accf09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D187A1950CFD8F9A00624485CB0E8049050123F32.36B35A0022A98DFE31F674C494149A791316A0BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32f6a6f151accf09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaATPUoYk5jOHshH037HyhfG5Vl8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32f6a6f151accf09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D187A1950CFD8F9A00624485CB0E8049050123F32.36B35A0022A98DFE31F674C494149A791316A0BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32f6a6f151accf09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaATPUoYk5jOHshH037HyhfG5Vl8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last video for the day. Starts with Chiobu aka Vice-Chairman aka Polka Dot aka Hwee Hwa. FYI, Zuliana sits in front of me and Jessica sits in front of her. So, we're sitted three in a row. I guess Mr Chua loves us that much that he can't bear to separate us eventhough we're always noisy. Mr Chua ftw~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ef6461bc4797ad7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def6461bc4797ad7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D322EEA0339FA193E2E73F903D0AF086C95EEF0BA.272524944C3349E8AD5DA31B90901D8DEBB40C59%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def6461bc4797ad7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPfdZ_wjuMQ1FRQeL0LxtNEVHAjk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def6461bc4797ad7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D322EEA0339FA193E2E73F903D0AF086C95EEF0BA.272524944C3349E8AD5DA31B90901D8DEBB40C59%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def6461bc4797ad7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPfdZ_wjuMQ1FRQeL0LxtNEVHAjk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Chua is the cutest teacher on Earth. When Riduan commented that he was cute in front of the class, he pratically blushed and turned away. &lt;333&gt;THE END. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-9187029886627267117?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2cb4faee77d7051a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=32f6a6f151accf09&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7db973b92077be9a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab9950b82d4da585&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e2616ec43aa8257c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ef6461bc4797ad7d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/9187029886627267117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=9187029886627267117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/9187029886627267117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/9187029886627267117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/100th-videos.html' title='100th VIDEOS'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5696746710237358356</id><published>2009-07-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:23:32.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S GO'/><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>"Don't you think I look like a smart kid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is what I've been asking my friends when I looked into my reflection. But sadly, they strongly denied it. LOL. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love firm butts. LOL, did I sound like a pervert there? &lt;em&gt;hahaha &lt;/em&gt;People misunderstood me when I said this. Loving firm butts doesn't mean touching peoples' butts stupid. I just smack or poke my close friends' butts and that's it. Zuliana and Jessica's are always first on the list. ;) But I smack very light leh. Just now, I saw Hong Bin smacking Jeremy's butt like freaking hard with a loud sound and I was amazed by that sight. &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe I should try on my two guinea pigs? &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something very funny happened just now as we (Zul&amp;amp;me) were going up class for remediation. We were holding our snacks in our hands and unfortunately, Mr Tyrus Chua stopped us in our way. He demanded the snacks and Zuliana thought he was just joking and literally waved the snacks in front of his hands. He ordered us to eat the food outside the staff room and we looked like two pitiful starving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr T.C: I give you an option. You can continue eating or you can throw thE food and go up for your remidial.&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;amp;Zul: *continue eating and pretend we didn't hear anything*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We paid for it. No way am I gonna throw it just like that. Why should we waste food when people from those undeveloped countries like Africa are in need of food, and here we are throwing food away leisurely. Yes, I am a caring person. hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a minute or two, he demanded us to throw the snacks and he stood by the rubbish bin. Irritating leh. So we walked away after throwing the snacks. You think it's over just like that? NA AH~! After Mr Chua went off, we went to pick the snacks up, yes, from the rubbish bin. But no worries, our snacks were on top of the pile of newspaper so it's clean. We were both running and laughing loudly like mad dogs to our class, in fear that Mr Chua would stop us in our tracks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy day, I tell you. During Chemistry, I just realized how stupid I am. I can't even do 20 MCQ questions correctly. From my speculations, I'm in the Chemistry class with the weakest students in the 3 classes. I actually prefer it this way since the teacher can help us with our weaknesses. Ms Loke was a great teacher but she's just too fast for me. Chemistry was a bore. Amirul was so hyper and he kept calling me a "Skipper" just because I skipped a lot of questions. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Chemistry but I love Physics. I wonder if Biology was easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's my 99th post already. You readers are up for a surprise for the next post, the 100th post~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's hard to forget him. How? I see him every school day and that stupid butterflies feeling in my stomach kept occuring. Oh oh oh, what should I do? =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5696746710237358356?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5696746710237358356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5696746710237358356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5696746710237358356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5696746710237358356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4306542269782347668</id><published>2009-07-01T05:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:30:24.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><title type='text'>NSSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't get what you're trying to bring across. If you're unhappy, tell me. Even if you were to do it, it wouldn't be complete since it's done with no sincerity. Stop acting like you're being forced to do it and stop throwing your fucking tantrums. I've done my part and it's your turn. I just don't get it. One minute, you're so bright and loud but the next minute, you're all moody and didn't even talk to me for some unknown reason. Just what is the problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's first July today people. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New month, new day. So many things change and I have no choice but to make it work for me. This semester, I'll be having new classmates and hopefully, new friends. New Social Studies class, new Chemistry class and &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; old Geography class. Well, honestly, I was pissed off when I entered class for my first Geography lesson. First of all, I had to sit at the very front where there's no freaking fan and it's superduper hot. I was kind of pissed off that lesson so I tried to keep my anger inside. But Sheree kept pestering me so... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me, it's very difficult to make me angry. It's mostly because I can't resist the temptation of laughing. For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuliana: *pushes my hand while I write*&lt;br /&gt;Me: OI~!&lt;br /&gt;Zul: *smiles* Eh, how to make you angry ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't show my anger to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, only my family knows the real true side of me. The one who always swear at her siblings (yes, they're both older than me, LOL). But that's the way we communicate. We don't call each other sweetly, we make fun of each other (in a good way of course) and I prefer it to be that way rather than those siblings who are so mushy2 to each other. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special today but I so love the last four periods of the day. After recess was 2 periods of Malay. The only reason that I like it was that there was no teacher. ;) Did my homework and spent the last 30 minutes relaxing at the back of the class. Mundzir stinks because he shows favouritism towards Jessica. Hahaha, LOL! I'm not jealous hor, I just like to play along. After that was 2 periods of English. Joined bands with Band 6 and we practiacally spent the 2 periods talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to get use to the fact that school ends at 6 almost everyday. They're really working our butts off~! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks to those who gave me the presents. Eventhough my birthday has long passed, the birthday presents kept coming. LOL~! I've been using the birthday gifts lately, which shows that all those presents won't go to waste. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Fathur knows my secret. But here's a spoiler, that's old news. I'm trying to forget it now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;PS/S: I don't watch or read porn Connie~! I rather watch you. Chehhh... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4306542269782347668?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4306542269782347668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4306542269782347668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4306542269782347668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4306542269782347668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/nssd.html' title='NSSD'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6778890462801320601</id><published>2009-06-29T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:13:49.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AH-MAI'/><title type='text'>MAISARAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sko4TbfhB1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/JOS6irOMST4/s1600-h/4935_94594132548_723862548_2114657_5420252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353153013531871058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sko4TbfhB1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/JOS6irOMST4/s320/4935_94594132548_723862548_2114657_5420252_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sko4TNdFyvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vYkiLUJ3i84/s1600-h/4935_94594112548_723862548_2114654_274695_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353153009763601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sko4TNdFyvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vYkiLUJ3i84/s320/4935_94594112548_723862548_2114654_274695_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AH-MAI~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my dear cousin's birthday. Happy 16th birthday Ah-Mai aka Boy Apit. LOL. Thanks for all the crappy stuff that we shared. Seriously, don't you think we've been out together for quite a few times this June holiday? Should do it again soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amacam? Dah 16. Well, it feels the same. We're still the same people that we are. We are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M-SQUARE&lt;/span&gt;~! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M-SQUARE&lt;/span&gt; for life. Wonder how we got this name? It was last year that she got a bowl haircut and I, as always, have a maggie mee hair. So since then, we called ourselves &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M-SQUARE&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; Mangkuk&lt;/strong&gt;). hahaha. We spent many great days together and shared so many memories with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll be happy always and I wish we could celebrate our next birthdays together again and again. Since our birthdays are just 10 days apart. ;) Be happy always k? &lt;em&gt;Kalau ada boyfriend, jangan lupa bilang aku. Mari aku check if he's the right man or not. LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't forget during the chalet, when you lift the lollipop, we just laughed. LOL. It IS true huh, that we laughed at every little thing. But that's what I like about having you by my side. Lastly, I wish you the best of luck for your upcoming goals. HWAITING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS; Sorry ah if too mushy-mushy. It's so hard for me to write these mushy2 stuffs, coz i hate it!, so be honoured! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS/S; Ah-Mai ah, your birthday present still with me leh... Nvm, next time we meet, I give you k? ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6778890462801320601?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6778890462801320601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6778890462801320601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6778890462801320601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6778890462801320601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/maisarah.html' title='MAISARAH'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sko4TbfhB1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/JOS6irOMST4/s72-c/4935_94594132548_723862548_2114657_5420252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3382703198930926433</id><published>2009-06-24T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:53:51.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YENNA'/><title type='text'>yanee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkJEVOXUnAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Zw21lq_NCec/s1600-h/Photo0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914438693428226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkJEVOXUnAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Zw21lq_NCec/s320/Photo0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started fine (except in the bus) until towards the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bus ride today was the longest ride I had. I was so unfortunate to sit beside a middle-aged Indian man. Not that I'm being racist or whatever, it's just that he kept looking at my direction and kept cracking his knuckles (which made NO sound at all, LOL). And for goodness sake, the bus just had to stop at EVERY traffic light. He took the bus like a stop after me, that is at Evergreen Primary. I was cursing him in my heart like seriously. It bugs me that one time he knocked into me, I chirped loudly and leaned towards the glass panel. And he looks like Mario~! Short and stinky. One of the worst bus rides ever. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm traumatized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to RP with Ah-Mai to finish up our homeworks that has been stacking up like since forever. Chit-chat and were distracted for a while but yeah, still continue with our mission, that is to finish our dreadful assignments. My sister and her friend came along and they did their RJs. Looking at them, I feel like I want to join RP. LOL! But my target is to join either NYP or RP, but I'm slightly leaning towards RP. The only problem is I'm not sure of which course to join. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home and that's when all my frustrations start to build up. My mother kept nagging and nagging about whatever that she is unhappy about the house. For goodness sake, I'm like always the one moving around the house and doing houseworks when the others are not around. Even if I did everything, there MUST be something that she'll point out and nag about. Please lah, I'm not some bloody idiot who doesn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No boasting off or something but if you were to compare me with some other 16-year-old kid, I'm so much more obedient. I don't go out with friends frequently. Oh, correction, I DIDN'T even go out with my friends. My relationship with them starts in school and ends in school. That is how it goes about but it soon changed after this year. I didn't even rebut when she kept shouting into our ears. All I did was to keep it all inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was breathing heavily as I tried to keep my frustrations in just now but it all burst out onto my father's shirt. Of course it's not the shirt that my father was wearing, but the shirt that she told me to fold it. For 30 good seconds, I pull the shirt apart with my hands and teeth alternatively. Damn that felt good. And my favourite way to let my frustrations out was to smash my knuckles against the wall. Eventhough it hurts in the beginning, I guess I've gotten used to the feeling. It was surprisingly refreshing and painful at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel so much better but I don't want to experience it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YENNA SHOW~! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No personal comments needed. Thank you. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&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/24819476-3382703198930926433?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3382703198930926433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3382703198930926433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3382703198930926433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3382703198930926433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/yanee.html' title='yanee'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkJEVOXUnAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Zw21lq_NCec/s72-c/Photo0924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4481569677109323575</id><published>2009-06-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:07:03.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHALET'/><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS POST HAS BEEN EDITED. ;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD0Z2JpshI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NcmCkHwmEVI/s1600-h/4935_94593817548_723862548_2114603_1981357_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350545082186052114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD0Z2JpshI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NcmCkHwmEVI/s320/4935_94593817548_723862548_2114603_1981357_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy 16-year-old kid. This picture was taken on our first night of the Chalet, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 June&lt;/span&gt;. Had a blast bbq-ing till the early morning and the best part is there were no parents. Our parents went home early and left us under the guidance of Kak Anah and Kakak. I was kept busy that night since everytime I want to sleep, my sister would call me up to open the door. No offence but &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;that night, I was so pissed off because of something personal which made me cry on bed. Luckily, I was facing the wall. You abused the freedom that our parents gave to you. I'm fcuking pissed off with their actions but I have no right to tell them off. That just makes me feel so powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a swim in the nearby swimming pool early Saturday morning. Had a great time despite the fact that I'm a tone darker now. Shit lah. There was supposed to be a birthday party in the afternoon but since my grandmother was admitted to the hospital, we celebrated at the hospital instead. Epic. She was so freaking cute lah when we were in the ward. Her body is so fragile and I hope it gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we slept so much better. Actually, our initial plan was to chill at McCafe after midnight since my sister's &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;friend was coming along. But everyone got really tired and sleepy. Hence, we went off to lalaland instead. And yet again, I woke up at 1.41am to find to my sister missing. So I waited for her while watching TV and then, I slept and then, I woke up again at 3+. LOL. I'm the only one in the room who is willing to wake up early in the morning and answer the calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to East Coast Park after having our breakfast at Bedok Corner. My sister tried rollerblading and aigoo... the process was tiring but the outcome was satisfying. I spent 1+ hour of cycling alone since my elder sister went off to cycle by herself. I cycled to both ends of East Coast and trust me, it's such a tiring journey. My butt is aching, and still is, and legs hurt. But I had a wonderful time during these three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family for making it happen. I'm not able to express my thoughts in person, but I truly do appreciate all the efforts being put in. Especially when a lot of money is spent during these past weeks. Sorry ah, I very particular about money. Must be thrifty and not spend it jolly-well. Trust me, I (or rather, WE) learnt it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to come... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YUM YUM~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6UNE4DCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8CSorh5ETHo/s1600-h/4935_94594312548_723862548_2114688_6898442_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350551582330588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6UNE4DCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8CSorh5ETHo/s320/4935_94594312548_723862548_2114688_6898442_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presents; 10 dolar from Cik Radi, Adidas shoes from Cik Idah+Cik Amy, Hoodie form Ah-Mai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TywhnZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sccsjiiRefM/s1600-h/4935_94594007548_723862548_2114636_3475912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350551575265910162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TywhnZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sccsjiiRefM/s320/4935_94594007548_723862548_2114636_3475912_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicely-wrapped box from Ah-Mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6T-ZW3qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZKao-S-oQ9c/s1600-h/4935_94593952548_723862548_2114625_6303833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350551578389962402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6T-ZW3qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZKao-S-oQ9c/s320/4935_94593952548_723862548_2114625_6303833_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me like you kiss the balloon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TksrqOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RLW4BmbI-Dg/s1600-h/4935_94593697548_723862548_2114583_678292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350551571491694818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TksrqOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RLW4BmbI-Dg/s320/4935_94593697548_723862548_2114583_678292_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TV8PwzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gU6UhC7tgRo/s1600-h/4935_94593692548_723862548_2114582_815060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350551567530443570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD6TV8PwzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gU6UhC7tgRo/s320/4935_94593692548_723862548_2114582_815060_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all who wished and gave presents. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4481569677109323575?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4481569677109323575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4481569677109323575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4481569677109323575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4481569677109323575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SkD0Z2JpshI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NcmCkHwmEVI/s72-c/4935_94593817548_723862548_2114603_1981357_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-500246400092752517</id><published>2009-06-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:40:54.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OUTING'/><title type='text'>haelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A good pair of shoes can take you anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORRECT~! I finally understood the meaning of this phrase and I can't seem to agree on it any further. My feet was aching throughout the outing I had with my GORGEOUS cousin. My feet wasn't aching because of the long journey, but because I wore the wrong pair of shoes. I even had a new nickname for her, AH-MAI. hahaha, I love creating nicknames for those who are close to me. Nicknames that only I can call. Such as GuiGui aka Jessica, 24 aka Syafiqah and such. Don't ask me how those names came about, it's my dirty little secret. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Bugis with my Ah-Mai at 12.30pm. Was planning to go out at 2pm but our mothers kept asking us to go out earlier. The faster we go out, the faster we reach home. LOL, typically parents. Ate at Burger King and I'm fcuking pissed. That freaking filipino worker cheated me of my 1 dollar. I bought this totebag and a blouse for myself. AHHH... I get weak when I see pretty totebags and long blouses. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Far East, and this time, we went to EVERY level hor~! I like how we took our time and kept going round and round the mall. Ah-Mai is so into beads bracelets. Next up, Chua Chu Kang Mall. Bought a fuggly skirt at Cotton On and a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;bra&lt;/span&gt; at FHG. PG again. hahaha. Last stop, WOODLANDS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at Civics Centre. Took pics. Gonna upload it as soon as I got my hands on it. My freaking MSN is taking a long time to receive files. Gonna rest tml as I can't walk around that much. LOL~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thank you Ah-Mai for a great day. Really really had a lot of fun. ;) Do-last-minute-homework-at-the-lib again next week pls? Hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/PS: To readers, if there's any of course, do anticipate the following post. You'll be up for a surprise. ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh goshh, I feel old aldy. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-500246400092752517?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/500246400092752517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=500246400092752517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/500246400092752517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/500246400092752517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/haelo.html' title='haelo'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8960357319980253304</id><published>2009-06-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:39:32.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16 JUNE'/><title type='text'>2PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get well soon. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special shout-out to my &lt;strong&gt;oh-so-GORGEOUS&lt;/strong&gt; grandmother who's currently not in her best condition. Rest well and get healthy. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 today despite the fact that my mum was pestering me to follow me to go to the doctor early in the morning. For goodness sake, I overslept okay! I didn't sleep back on purpose, k lah, I did it on purpose. Mum came back and lectured me. Followed her to Civic Centre to do some payment, then headed to my grandmother's house for a visit. Spent the whole day there and I was forced to bathe there. I won't go on because it's PG. LOL~!!! (Only Maisarah knows, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I can't wait to go out on Thursday with Maisarah. Need to get myself a new blouse for chalet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't go out, nahh, more like I don't want to go out because of &lt;em&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/em&gt; that is bothering me. That bloody &lt;em&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/em&gt;. I hope it goes away. Fcuk you, you bloody &lt;em&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite girls are gonna be back on 25th June. Keep a look out on them~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjesVWfO9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4_CRS4NPG-U/s1600-h/2lktq52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347932565339567810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjesVWfO9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4_CRS4NPG-U/s320/2lktq52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Sorry Jessica. I can't meet you this week. Busy week ahead, especially with my mother at home. One more week. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/PS: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&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/24819476-8960357319980253304?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8960357319980253304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8960357319980253304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8960357319980253304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8960357319980253304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/2pm.html' title='2PM'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjesVWfO9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4_CRS4NPG-U/s72-c/2lktq52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8545238272576551809</id><published>2009-06-11T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:07:48.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EYES'/><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjHGAFBBP8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/fqHYSFtlXIo/s1600-h/Photo0638-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346271937314242498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjHGAFBBP8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/fqHYSFtlXIo/s320/Photo0638-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's better to feel &lt;strong&gt;rejected&lt;/strong&gt; rather than having that feeling of &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt; that you didn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Sorry, I have a new obsession. EYES! hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8545238272576551809?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8545238272576551809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8545238272576551809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8545238272576551809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8545238272576551809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjHGAFBBP8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/fqHYSFtlXIo/s72-c/Photo0638-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2638192105925730138</id><published>2009-06-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:13:25.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19 JUNE'/><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreadful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Chemistry Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We studied Chemistry from 8am to 12pm today. Tiring leh, Ms Loke wanted to finish off the syllables so that when school reopens, we just have to revise. It was initially a 2hrs lesson but it was dragged to 4 hours. Sian nor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back home and got ready to study with Maisarah. Woodlands Library was freaking packed so we headed off to Republic Poly Lib instead. Studied with Maisarah's friends and one of them happens to be my primary schoolmate, Ashnul. &lt;em&gt;But no interaction ppl&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Chemistry homework again and I semi-finished the first worksheet. I beg your pardon, there's 10 FREAKING WORKSHEETS~! I hate Chem but no choice, cos Chemistry is the main factor that decreases my result. Kanasai Chemistry. I'm gonna freaking work hard for Chem then after I graduate, I'm gonna throw Chemistry aside. MUAHAHAHA... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CWP-ed @ 7+. Bought food for my parents and bus-ed home. Tired sia. I feel like dying from doing 9 hours of Chemistry today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't be going out tomorrow. I need to rest and get my homeworks done. I've been out like so many times this week, and it's not even the weekend. Okie dokie ppl, I can only go for outings after I finish my homeworks. But if you wanna do homework together, just text me and I'll be there. &lt;em&gt;(Special service for Jessica, hehehe; I better than Cheng Lip right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS: I can't wait to cycle on 19 June later~! HOORAY... I love to cycle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjEOxFdYkkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6sQRr-FcHB8/s1600-h/Photo0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346070469107290690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjEOxFdYkkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6sQRr-FcHB8/s320/Photo0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjEOxARsf2I/AAAAAAAAANw/wXwJ2OxJbqk/s1600-h/P110609_16.13%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346070467716087650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjEOxARsf2I/AAAAAAAAANw/wXwJ2OxJbqk/s320/P110609_16.13%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2638192105925730138?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2638192105925730138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2638192105925730138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2638192105925730138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2638192105925730138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SjEOxFdYkkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6sQRr-FcHB8/s72-c/Photo0870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7657845719276504319</id><published>2009-06-10T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:46:56.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19 JUNE'/><title type='text'>19 JUNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pictures soon to be updated here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was as per normal today. Had lunch at KFC at 888. Received a msg from my sister that we're gonna eat at Hyatt Hotel but I decided to go to 888 with my friends since there's time. Rushed back home and changed out of my clothes. Took the MRT and off to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, who is currently an RP student under Hotel Management, was being annoying when she entered Hyatt Hotel. She kept telling us about how the hotel management goes about. I DON'T CARE~! I regretted eating there cause it's freaking expensive and I get full very easily which results in me not finishing the meal. Thank you Cik Asim for footing the bill. He offered us a treat since he's working there. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, shopped at Far East. Hehehe, I finally got a cap and a nice long necklace. And they're freaking cheap~! Hehehe. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*jakun* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to cycle on Friday, 19 JUNE~! hehehe. Btw, sorry to those who I invited to my chalet. My auntie decided to cancel the friends' invitations so it's only a family chalet. Honestly, I don't mind about it at all. I prefer spending time with family and friends separately. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks Hwee Hwa for your present. I really appreciate it. My bottle leak already so thanks for getting me a new one. Hahaha &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/S: YAH ZULIANA &amp;amp; JESSICA, I thought you people say we should have an outing together? I'll be waiting for it. Hahaha. Let's finish doing our homeworks first, okie dokie? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/S/S: I feel sick. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7657845719276504319?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7657845719276504319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7657845719276504319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7657845719276504319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7657845719276504319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/19-june.html' title='19 JUNE'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6283322759474370890</id><published>2009-06-07T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T07:41:28.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>YO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SivRNCO85jI/AAAAAAAAANo/Xi7dGwAq6rM/s1600-h/SDC10517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595404673312306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SivRNCO85jI/AAAAAAAAANo/Xi7dGwAq6rM/s320/SDC10517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 19 JUNE and 29 JUNE. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna have fun tomorrow, doing homeworkS at the Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must complete my homeworkS within the 2nd and 3rd week before I go chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okie dokie~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm okay, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not expecting anything bizarre to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just one of my wishful thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NABILAH, WAKE UP~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6283322759474370890?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6283322759474370890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6283322759474370890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6283322759474370890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6283322759474370890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo.html' title='YO'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SivRNCO85jI/AAAAAAAAANo/Xi7dGwAq6rM/s72-c/SDC10517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3458184385831008378</id><published>2009-06-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:13:08.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTW'/><title type='text'>saranghae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiqfWEPPDeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_KZvihOpka0/s1600-h/cat_wings_widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344259109272096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiqfWEPPDeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_KZvihOpka0/s320/cat_wings_widec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (... Cool right? This cat which originates from China developed wings on its body and is believe to have bring good luck to the owner. Could it be an angel in disguise? T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother fucker lah you ppl. Yes, YOU~! The one reading this fcuking blog post. hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I get sensitive lately. And this usually occurs when someone has the same interest as me. Funny right? Usually when someone has the same interest as you, you'll get along with each other fine. But for me, when someone shares the same interest as me, especially K-POP music, I would shun away from them. Yup, I'm a selfish person. I don't like it when people shove it in my face. HAHAHA. But yeah, it varies from people to people. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CWP and then to Grandma's house today to have a "birthday party". Yeahh right, nowadays, a party isn't really a party. No more lame games, no more over-the-top excitements. Just old plain tradition where we sit in the room and talk. Even so, had fun with Maisarah and others. I can't believe we're going to chalet for 3 days straight on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe I'm turning 16 this 19 June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I feel old~!!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four years, I finally met my primary schoolmate. Boy, he's getting taller. Saw him with his &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;matrep&lt;/span&gt; friends when I was at the lift lobby under my block. It's hilarious because everytime I see an ex-qihuaian, I would be reminded of my dreadful past. People would call me names, make fun of me and such because I'm different from others. But throughout that period, I could still clearly remember how Ain, Syafiqah and Natasha would hang out with me, ensuring that I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really miss them and I wonder how they look like now. I wonder if we would still get along with each other after 4 years being apart. But one thing for sure, it's gonna be awkward. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get started on my homework. Nowadays, I can do my homework faster if my friends are there with me. Maybe because they can teach me and vice versa and also because I can copy them. Muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jessica/Zuliana/Narimah/Maisarah/Kelly/Syafiqah and many more (or whoever that is free~!!!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to do homework with you &lt;em&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this date sia cos it's smacked in the middle of the year. I'm not too old like Jessica and I'm not too young like Zuliana. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3458184385831008378?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3458184385831008378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3458184385831008378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3458184385831008378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3458184385831008378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/saranghae.html' title='saranghae'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiqfWEPPDeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_KZvihOpka0/s72-c/cat_wings_widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2549493463215384672</id><published>2009-06-05T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:56:32.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Issues'/><title type='text'>Privea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Siki1tiSVOI/AAAAAAAAANI/YQLJZDjU_6Y/s1600-h/nab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343840739003618530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Siki1tiSVOI/AAAAAAAAANI/YQLJZDjU_6Y/s320/nab2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad.&lt;br /&gt;I felt angry.&lt;br /&gt;I felt burdensome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one&lt;/strong&gt; understands me, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THE REAL ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;'s going the way I want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE-SIDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna bury it forever and never think of it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2549493463215384672?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2549493463215384672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2549493463215384672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2549493463215384672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2549493463215384672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/privea.html' title='Privea'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Siki1tiSVOI/AAAAAAAAANI/YQLJZDjU_6Y/s72-c/nab2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7226947885988704579</id><published>2009-06-04T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:35:17.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FCUKING RESULTS'/><title type='text'>NSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's the use of saying that you'll work even harder next time when you did nothing, now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was lectured by Mdm Yati and my mum during PTM yesterday. Well, my mum was complaining about how she felt exhausted as she had to climb up the flight of stairs. Seriously, my L1R4 is &lt;em&gt;fcuking crappy shit&lt;/em&gt;. It dropped like &lt;em&gt;cibai sia&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was obviously mad at me. He kept saying this is my last year and whatsoever shit. The moment he came back home from work, he didn't even look at me. He didn't even ask for my report book. My mom had to be the middle person and asked me to pass it to him. Being the kind and patient child &lt;em&gt;(hahaha; I just had to add that in),&lt;/em&gt; I shoved it in his face. Can you imagine it? The father who's always scolding his children when they disappointed him, suddenly stayed silent and did nothing? I felt even more miserable than when I received the report book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to go out and group-study with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;But with the problems we're facing now, I highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's even a possibility that we have to move house. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I like my house right now, the way it is. Its location is freaking good. It's just by the main road. Eventhough it's late at night, you can still hear the vehicles moving outside. That is what I love. The bus stop is just in front of your eyes. There's even a shop just downstairs. I have great neighbours, &lt;em&gt;eventhough the babies' cries irritates me&lt;/em&gt;. The school is just a distance away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PPPPWWWUUUEEESSSHHHHH...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Gina made me plead to her a lot of times today. I guess she can't resist my charm huh. LOL. KFC-ed with Jessica after school today. Then went home with Narimah. She made a wish to walk home with me, and I granted her that wish. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can welcome FT Island's arrival on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;24 June&lt;/span&gt; with the others. Oh btw, that's 5 days after MY birthday. hahaha T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19 JUNE ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7226947885988704579?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7226947885988704579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7226947885988704579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7226947885988704579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7226947885988704579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/nsd.html' title='NSD'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6071133314834170988</id><published>2009-06-02T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:07:54.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPRIVED.'/><title type='text'>MONEY</title><content type='html'>This is what life is about, I guess. Never did I thought I would experience this. Life has never and will never be a smooth-sailing journey. But the more saddening thing is, I can't do much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just hope that my O-Level result will meet my expectation. I don't want to retake it again. This holiday, let's mug ourselves to death. At least I can think about other things besides the 5-letter word that revolves around everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to applaude myself for being able to survive a day with only $1.45 in my pocket today. I spent it wisely okay. I only bought a 50 cents lemon and 65 cents can drink. I'm proud of myself. ;) Trust me, it wasn't easy especially with McSpicy meal in front of you and my oh-so-tasty Double Chocolate Frappe just a few steps away from me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try to not spend anything for one day. It's a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After O Level, I'm so going to find myself a job. And it's not only for my expenses but I hope it can somehow lessen their burden. But hey, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;actions speak louder than words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6071133314834170988?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6071133314834170988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6071133314834170988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6071133314834170988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6071133314834170988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/money.html' title='MONEY'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8941014091676593785</id><published>2009-06-01T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:36:05.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MT O LEVEL'/><title type='text'>harlo</title><content type='html'>Pufferfishes attack~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiPm5tr9NwI/AAAAAAAAANA/_fipHRwGZfw/s1600-h/Photo0742-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367462182434562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiPm5tr9NwI/AAAAAAAAANA/_fipHRwGZfw/s320/Photo0742-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah Lian + Minah Rep ... hahaha, KIDDING~! I meant Chiobu and Minah Jambu. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiPm5jhkQxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/H0qhMQFKyh4/s1600-h/Photo0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367459454501650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiPm5jhkQxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/H0qhMQFKyh4/s320/Photo0686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MT O Level... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping for an A. Lol, perhaps too high hope? =.=" I seriously wanna do my MT Paper once and not take it later at the end of the year. I kept saying to Miss J that it costs $36 for one paper leh. So people, do your part and save money. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me touch on another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;IT'S HOT.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IT'S WARM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to go to school for POA tml. But I guess I'll have to drag myself to school. Anyone needs a morning wake up call? I'm at your service~! (Right, Miss J? hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8941014091676593785?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8941014091676593785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8941014091676593785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8941014091676593785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8941014091676593785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/harlo.html' title='harlo'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SiPm5tr9NwI/AAAAAAAAANA/_fipHRwGZfw/s72-c/Photo0742-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1775704264244001944</id><published>2009-05-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:35:30.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29 MAY'/><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an inside joke only between me, the two clowns and Fathur. LOL. But seriously, I love my firm butt, okay enough Nabilah. So I was feeling lazy and decided not to go for Road Run. K fine, it was all planned with Jes. Didn't have an MC but later in the afternoon, I REALLY got sick and had to drag myself around the house to get the housework done. But still, I didn't bother to go to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bonding session with the two clowns and Shameera yesterday, &lt;em&gt;I remembered your name&lt;/em&gt;! Took some pictures but I can't load it up, so let's just wait for Jes to do it, IF she does it. Not much happened but yeah, our last session together. Btw, that Zuliana told Shameera my secret. Bloody hell... But seriously, everytime he appears, Zul will make an irritating noise. LOL. &lt;em&gt;(Note to self: MUST ENDURE~!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chua called me in the morning to talk about the PTM and my absence. Seriously, the call lasted for 4 mins and 41 secs as he kept repeating the same thing again and again. I kept trying to end the call by saying "Okay... I tell my mother later," but he kept reminding me. LOL, he's seriously one of the cutest teacher I've seen. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do my Malay revision papers in the afternoon but I got stucked on the sofa. Hence, I just laid there, staring at the TV set. Damn boring sia. Was thinking of watching a movie today but I took a look into my wallet and piggybank, and immediately dropped the idea. I'm fcuking broke nowadays and I'm not gonna ask my parents for money since they are broke themselves. Haiyaaa... sad sia when they fought yesterday because of money/financial issues. But rest assured, they're back together a few minutes later. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have tons and tons of money so that I help them, and MYSELF~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept wondering to myself, "why am I not born in those freaking fcuking rich families?". Wouldn't it be fun if you could just rest your mind and not worry about any financial issues? Ahhh, I wonder how it feels to be rich. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT O Level in 3 days time and I'm not ready. Okay, maybe just partially ready. To all those who are taking the paper: JIAYOUS~! Let's end the burden and misery. Do your best and let's just take it once. I'm aiming for an A1 or A2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PPLLEEAAASSSEEE~!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HWAITING~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1775704264244001944?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1775704264244001944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1775704264244001944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1775704264244001944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1775704264244001944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello_29.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5426060897882944779</id><published>2009-05-26T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:24:59.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN'/><title type='text'>KIJ</title><content type='html'>I screwed up my oral. I was better in English oral but I think I did pretty bad for it. Haiya... My MYE oso gone case one. The results are a pile of shit. I know that I have tremendously dropped but it seemed to be more saddening when someone else said that to me, a classmate that is. Whatever it is, I'll just concentrate on my Mother Tongue first and then let's just see how it flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applaud myself for being able to tahan 3 hrs of malay everyday. Everyday do paper, can die sia. My results for MYE are getting from bad to worse. I can't take it anymore. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had a bonding-session with Miss J and Miss Z. Here are some footages that I took while they were busy 'bonding'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, they called me a GOOD vice-chairman. hahaha, like finally~! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, "This might be the last for this term."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b2b1bf82d3cc9175" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2b1bf82d3cc9175%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7783D0D6A415850E179930A59796DEBF64B06A06.465663F55879021B03CC5696816BFFF8024EE375%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2b1bf82d3cc9175%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeJ5aLkewEnDGQCkcL4pCFRW6lpU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2b1bf82d3cc9175%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7783D0D6A415850E179930A59796DEBF64B06A06.465663F55879021B03CC5696816BFFF8024EE375%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2b1bf82d3cc9175%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeJ5aLkewEnDGQCkcL4pCFRW6lpU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how Zuliana keeps going, "Then then then then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d8f97f4637f4f032" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8f97f4637f4f032%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30E78F8D526757B51A84BC7A0128AE0821172E65.3FB7CF3BA7B372634D4E9565CD4CAEEE7E993BA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8f97f4637f4f032%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIDm8OwmBsKcR0iAhVW3239EvPUs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8f97f4637f4f032%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30E78F8D526757B51A84BC7A0128AE0821172E65.3FB7CF3BA7B372634D4E9565CD4CAEEE7E993BA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8f97f4637f4f032%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIDm8OwmBsKcR0iAhVW3239EvPUs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Chiobu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpYL_vQfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q6jQ3CJ8zzk/s1600-h/is5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340118384924115442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpYL_vQfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q6jQ3CJ8zzk/s320/is5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 blind mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpX6LqzPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9QjS-A6Cl5w/s1600-h/is4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340118380142316786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpX6LqzPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9QjS-A6Cl5w/s320/is4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're under a block. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXknL6MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dzQ30_-6S6k/s1600-h/is3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340118374352152770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXknL6MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dzQ30_-6S6k/s320/is3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag striking sia. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXuondnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4e1lLMlkW_Y/s1600-h/is2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340118377042507378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXuondnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4e1lLMlkW_Y/s320/is2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXamIIAI/AAAAAAAAALw/trheO8_z_UI/s1600-h/is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340118371663355906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpXamIIAI/AAAAAAAAALw/trheO8_z_UI/s320/is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite picture, ME looking for the cat. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Shvqs6gY_4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/-F4VE2-qq9o/s1600-h/nabilah.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119840518111106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Shvqs6gY_4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/-F4VE2-qq9o/s320/nabilah.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Shvqsr3PAUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wmcezKXm9ho/s1600-h/is8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119836587393346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Shvqsr3PAUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wmcezKXm9ho/s320/is8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... so sweet, NOT~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvqsSqnlFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FnpKJvMXcjA/s1600-h/is7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119829823591506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvqsSqnlFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FnpKJvMXcjA/s320/is7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke maintain... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvqsWJeKiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mngDTC0HncU/s1600-h/is6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119830758304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvqsWJeKiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mngDTC0HncU/s320/is6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I know you people are facing difficulties and all but please, do confront me or even anyone you are comfortable with. I don't want to see my friends being upset but hiding away their real feelings. So people, don't be shy~! If not in person, you can tell me by SMS or MSN. Stay happy people. HOLIDAYS ARE COMING~!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HINT: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 JUNE.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5426060897882944779?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b2b1bf82d3cc9175&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d8f97f4637f4f032&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5426060897882944779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5426060897882944779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5426060897882944779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5426060897882944779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/kij.html' title='KIJ'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShvpYL_vQfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q6jQ3CJ8zzk/s72-c/is5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7558173544817074832</id><published>2009-05-22T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:22:16.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1046PM'/><title type='text'>SNSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sha6kSRv-xI/AAAAAAAAALo/4lhurAtlZc0/s1600-h/nab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338659540838644498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sha6kSRv-xI/AAAAAAAAALo/4lhurAtlZc0/s320/nab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When it gets boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dilemma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can't decide for myself if this feeling is earnest or not. I kept running into him these days and I've already told myself to stop liking him, but it just won't work. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't decide if whether I should go to the fitness club or not. If I am, I would be doing it after my MT O Level is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of MT Paper, the results pretty much sucked~! I got 97/160, not counting the oral marks. Wonder why? Because Mr Imran didn't tell me... YAH~! I DON'T want to retake that dreadful oral examination again. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I managed to do my cardio exercise this afternoon. Hahaha. BTW, thanks Miss J for the advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was boring since it's MALAY all the way till recess, and it'll continue until next Thursday. Die le lah. CCD period was seriously like the last day of school, everyone was going around asking for signatures. And I hate it cause I didn't buy the pictures. Fcuk lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, Miss Z wanted bubble tea so we headed to 883. But on the way, she asked me to accompany her to go to her uncle's house to give him something. I CLEARLY REFUSED~! You know why? Cause it's on the 6th floor and the lift is all covered and the lights are freaking dimmed. You know, the lift that stops at only 3 levels?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, it's not that I'm lazy. I climb up and down the stairs till the 5th floor everyday since I'm not using the lift. I just can't get over the incident in the lift. LOL. So instead, I waited for her downstairs. It took her 15 minutes to get down. Wahhsehhh. But then, she had to go to CWP to meet her uncle while I went home ;). &lt;em&gt;She's such a busy person.&lt;/em&gt; =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to sleep but I'm not sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7558173544817074832?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7558173544817074832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7558173544817074832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7558173544817074832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7558173544817074832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/snsd.html' title='SNSD'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sha6kSRv-xI/AAAAAAAAALo/4lhurAtlZc0/s72-c/nab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2421371696475328487</id><published>2009-05-20T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:05:06.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIDNIGHT'/><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO, GOOD NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out with them.&lt;br /&gt;But they're busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Because my mum will be staying home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(HINT: Her 49th Birthday mahhh...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get on my feet and do the cardio routine I did last week but I ended up sleeping in the afternoon for an hour. It was so peaceful at home since no one is around. I layed down on the sofa and was drifting off into another world full with my KOREAN boys and girls crushes when suddenly... Hwee Hwa texted me. &lt;em&gt;(Somemore my ringtone loud leh~!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures leftover from the previous days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQniPhi8oI/AAAAAAAAALg/E20a-RjFvAA/s1600-h/GetAttachment10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934927577150082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQniPhi8oI/AAAAAAAAALg/E20a-RjFvAA/s320/GetAttachment10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hungry monster &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQniEMH95I/AAAAAAAAALY/LSMOJdkRCMw/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934924534511506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQniEMH95I/AAAAAAAAALY/LSMOJdkRCMw/s320/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss J and Miss Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnh6nOUwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/M-S6Wmdh9No/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934921963819778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnh6nOUwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/M-S6Wmdh9No/s320/GetAttachment8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shamelessly taking her own picture... with MY hp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnhyLdoAI/AAAAAAAAALI/cplwlvL6FOE/s1600-h/GetAttachment7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934919699898370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnhyLdoAI/AAAAAAAAALI/cplwlvL6FOE/s320/GetAttachment7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww... this cute girl &lt;333&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnhsVDMII/AAAAAAAAALA/YMBGlWRrZA0/s1600-h/GetAttachment6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934918129496194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnhsVDMII/AAAAAAAAALA/YMBGlWRrZA0/s320/GetAttachment6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnROoGT-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zY1hMZp7tTI/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934635278421986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnROoGT-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zY1hMZp7tTI/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking for shuaige?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnRO8cgQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Mi144homxM8/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934635363762434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnRO8cgQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Mi144homxM8/s320/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KUCHIBIRU~! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cibai. hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQ1VAonI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-aK1VHhayeg/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934628487471730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQ1VAonI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-aK1VHhayeg/s320/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MYE Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQ42MOTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dWrcZOANJLM/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934629431949618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQ42MOTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dWrcZOANJLM/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not for show huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQp-quvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mdHksVJHrIs/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337934625440971506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQnQp-quvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mdHksVJHrIs/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm sharing a room with my sister. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2421371696475328487?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2421371696475328487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2421371696475328487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2421371696475328487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2421371696475328487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShQniPhi8oI/AAAAAAAAALg/E20a-RjFvAA/s72-c/GetAttachment10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1713660462244947291</id><published>2009-05-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:41:20.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays... fun?'/><title type='text'>dhejm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShLSzC1UhbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7MCBLowO0fo/s1600-h/b0060683_4975d77b87a35.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560282763134386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShLSzC1UhbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7MCBLowO0fo/s320/b0060683_4975d77b87a35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored to death right now. I should be happy that there's a two day holiday ahead of me right? But... But... There's nothing for me to do besides slacking at home, doing nothing. I'm not one who would sleep the whole day at home and I'm also not one who would hang out outdoors the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out but I'm broke. The cause of it is my mother's and sister's birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exam today, went to 883 and then to CWP with Zuliana. Jessica still have her A Math Paper tomorrow so cannot disturb. Spent 3 hours shopping for what we needed. Heckkk... that's the longest time taken for me to shop. Usually, my shopping session would only take an hour or so but with Zuliana, we walked around CWP like 10 to 20 times before buying the item. And she said 3 hours is quite short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a birthday celebration for my sister who turned 19 today and my mother's who will turn 49 on thursday. Before that, the RC members stopped by my house to share their thoughts. It is said that the cases of molesting around my area has been increasing lately. Cibai them... I have a penpal who got molested and worse of, he's a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Physics paper today and it thought it was easy. ;) But if I still failed, then gone case liao... Chemistry sure fail so I'm hoping that Physics would buck me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie. It's 11:37PM and I have nothing to do. HELP ME~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1713660462244947291?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1713660462244947291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1713660462244947291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1713660462244947291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1713660462244947291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/dhejm.html' title='dhejm'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/ShLSzC1UhbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7MCBLowO0fo/s72-c/b0060683_4975d77b87a35.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2037990204207607112</id><published>2009-05-18T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:23:50.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ONE'/><title type='text'>YOO</title><content type='html'>ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Just one more paper, HANG IN THERE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, the subject that I'm okay-okay with. But still, last minute study isn't a good thing. I'm gonna study now... RIGHT after I update myself with KOREAN stuff. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Miss J and Miss Z. Let's have our bonding session after examination's over? Hahaha, bonding session is where the three of us would hang out after school under the block, slurping our bubble teas and talk about anything under the sun. I was so sleepy just now that I had to sleep for a while as soon as I get home. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA Paper 1 was a disaster, as usual. Bloody hell... I should have studied Cash Book~! Cibai lah. (Hahaha, sorry ah Cheng Lip!) On Friday when we group-studied, I kept saying Cibai to Cheng Lip. He, somehow, got pretty frustrated and attacked me with his 'flies' issues. (Inside joke ne...)You don't expect me to say those mushy-mushy words do you? I would rather kill myself than to say those disgusting words... Sorry ppl, I'm not that type of soft-hearted girls. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans of going to CWP after school tomorrow to get my sister's birthday present. Yup, last minute again. Don't worry, it won't be a coinbank like the previous years. Hahaha. I've set my eyes on this thing and I'm pretty sure you'll like it. I HOPE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these past few days, I realised something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad when no one texted me. Hahaha, strangely. I would keep checking my handphone every 10 minutes. LOL. A sign that shows I'm bored. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:21PM and I've only covered 3 out of 17 topics. Guess I'll have to burn the midnight oil today, for the last time. MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie. I'm gonna study for my last paper. HWAITING people~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2037990204207607112?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2037990204207607112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2037990204207607112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2037990204207607112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2037990204207607112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoo.html' title='YOO'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7615953328828426821</id><published>2009-05-15T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:06:09.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIBRARY'/><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sg462Yeu9WI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xFBHLnAgquY/s1600-h/untitledlib.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336267314439320930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sg462Yeu9WI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xFBHLnAgquY/s320/untitledlib.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great and fun day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was being ridiculous. She saw me, Nas and Shiyong at the traffic light and thought that Nas was my boyfriend. I was "...WHAT!?". Please lah ppl, let me clear this up. Me and Nas share a very sister-brother relationship. I don't know why but I'm comfortable with him around, as a brother of course. He's very open-minded unlike some people out there. Besides, Nas is Jessica's husband. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Paper 2 was okay but there's just not enough time. Science Paper 1 was a disaster. I can already see my results going down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went 883 to accompany Zul to buy food for her father and such. Reached home. Got ready to go to the library to 'study' with friends. Cheng Lip was bugging me with the 'flies' thingy. Don't blame me lah, all species like me sia. Hahaha. Soon after, Jessica and Zul arrived. Was going to study but as usual, we ended up chit-chatting. Geraldine, Ina and Minghui was at the table beside us. Had a great time chatting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking the fact that I'm spending a lot more time with my friends this year. I realised that last year, straight after school, I would run home and play my computer. It's such a bore. Now, I take my time to go back home and sometimes, even chat with them under the block. LOL. Bonding-time mah... Surprisingly, I can only spend an hour or two in front of the computer. It's just that, there's nothing much on the computer besides my KOREAN stuff of course. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My goal for this year: Spend time with friends more often.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit on to McDonalds since Zul want to eat. Then go shop at Causeway Point. Went home with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I saw a lot of people today. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matin &amp;amp; Mus (Outside Esprit, Mus's brother was hecka cute... unlike his brother HAHAHA)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hong Bin (In 991, going back home. Wanted to say hi but his face was like "dont-talk-to-me" face.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Achid (My long-lost childhood friend/neighbour)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a few years, finally I got to see my long-lost neighbour/friend/brother. Hahaha, such a coincidence that my sister is in the same school as him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it for today. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures will be up soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7615953328828426821?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7615953328828426821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7615953328828426821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7615953328828426821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7615953328828426821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello_15.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sg462Yeu9WI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xFBHLnAgquY/s72-c/untitledlib.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-753667031253545846</id><published>2009-05-12T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:01:08.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>gee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgphPdWFv4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sqpvDltM-To/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183626776985474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgphPdWFv4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sqpvDltM-To/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Taken by Miss J)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no energy left. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Chemistry's fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper sucks big time. Whatever I study didn't come out. And if it did, I ended up not remembering it. I seriously thought today was Bio. Should have studied Social Studies instead. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking irritating. I'm freaking sick and for the past two days, I've been blowing my nose like crazy. Went to the doctor after school yesterday. Thanks to Miss J and Miss Z for accompanying me to the doctor yesterday. ;) Had lunch with them at 883 and headed on for bubble tea. Hahaha, I know, I'm sick and I drank bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to recover soon~! It sucks being sick. I can't even concentrate in that bloody hot examination hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really feel like taking a nap but I'm not the afternoon person. But I have Geography paper tml. SIAN. hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Friday to come. Finally, we're studying together. NEH!? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Connie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Truth is, I haven't bought your present. LOL.&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/24819476-753667031253545846?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/753667031253545846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=753667031253545846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/753667031253545846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/753667031253545846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/gee.html' title='gee'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgphPdWFv4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sqpvDltM-To/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8794451412305168714</id><published>2009-05-05T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:04:58.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SWINE FLU PATIENT'/><title type='text'>MAISARAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5QwkJAOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/h2J0gX9a1vw/s1600-h/Photo0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324918883844322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5QwkJAOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/h2J0gX9a1vw/s320/Photo0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5Qsw4qxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GThB1W2rBZk/s1600-h/Photo0762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324917863557906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5Qsw4qxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GThB1W2rBZk/s320/Photo0762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5Qm6B1II/AAAAAAAAAJo/5x80ulJ9hpc/s1600-h/Photo0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332324916291294338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5Qm6B1II/AAAAAAAAAJo/5x80ulJ9hpc/s320/Photo0761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SWIPER NO SWINING! SWIPER NO SWINING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin, Maisarah Bte Suhaimi, is down with a flu, headache and fever. In short, she's down with Swine Flu systoms. So people, move away from her. She's going to spread it through MSN. Don't chat with her... LOL~! Your life is at risk. And she called me &lt;em&gt;Babi-san&lt;/em&gt; for whatever reasons. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: A post specially reserved for you, swine flu patient. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8794451412305168714?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8794451412305168714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8794451412305168714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8794451412305168714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8794451412305168714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/maisarah.html' title='MAISARAH'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SgA5QwkJAOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/h2J0gX9a1vw/s72-c/Photo0763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4868658639012485108</id><published>2009-05-04T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:11:57.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MYE'/><title type='text'>HARLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sf73e-gwKYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1U-RjDNOrfg/s1600-h/Photo0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331971120401754498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sf73e-gwKYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1U-RjDNOrfg/s320/Photo0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     My idiotic 'sister' and 'brother-in-law'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyeballs felt like it's gonna pop out sooner or later. I'm going to get a good night sleep tonight until tomorrow 6am, and STUDY~! LOL. I don't think I'll be able to get up by then sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the first English paper, my eyes damn &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt; aldy. Cannot &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt;~! It got worse during the second paper, the comprehension was hecka &lt;em&gt;chim&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;What wall nonsense and pollution thingy.&lt;/em&gt; MT LC was okay, just that my eyes have already popped out of my eyeball socket. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I just wish you would spare a thought for me. That is MY friend for goodness sake. Stop saying she disgust you just because he rejected you. Oh well, it isn't my problem anyway. Just that do mind your words. It irritates me how you ejected those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like posting before I study in my oh-so-cold-air-conditioned room. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4868658639012485108?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4868658639012485108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4868658639012485108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4868658639012485108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4868658639012485108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/harlo.html' title='HARLO'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sf73e-gwKYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1U-RjDNOrfg/s72-c/Photo0744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1473416069961544667</id><published>2009-05-02T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:13:17.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday night'/><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>Bus-ed to CWP today to meet my sister and also to get my hair product from Watsons.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, test-msged my oh-so-confused friends.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha they're so cute... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After roaming around cwp for what seemed like 15 minutes, settled at a seat in front of Watsons. From there, we went off to Old Woodlands to get my skirt altered. DAMN, I hope the skirt is okay. To me, it's quite short but it's just around the knee length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, came across this nice shirt at John Little while I was roaming around alone. Nice sia. Maybe getting it tml after my religious lecture. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my mind came across this unforgetable incident for me. And I'm sure she can't forget it too, right Joyce? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened during our PE lesson on Tuesday. Played softball. Joyce was the thrower. When it was my turn to bat, I told myself &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Let's get this done and over with."&lt;/span&gt; LOL~! I bat-ed and it flew straight towards Joyce's head and PIANNGGG... Her head was freaking red and I was scared she was going to collapse any minute (not that I am cursing you...). Glad that she's doing fine now, or else, I'll still be guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY SORRY~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you can't blame me for being a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; batter, can you? hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It' 12.10AM and I'm sleepy. But I have to wait for my sisters to reach home first. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1473416069961544667?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1473416069961544667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1473416069961544667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1473416069961544667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1473416069961544667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4602180826243163349</id><published>2009-04-30T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:28:28.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 April'/><title type='text'>harlo</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive people. It's been ages since I last update and since I have some free time now, why not blog now...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been pretty hectic these days with MT oral and tests every week (especially Geog)... I'm always failing my geog test unlike last year. The only geog test I remember passing with flying colours is on River+Coast. MT oral is a complete failure. The topic was on sports. I wanted to talk about Netball but I forget what it's called in malay, so I talked about Basketball... WHAT!??? I was surprised myself. On a whole, it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many secrets were being shared this week. Too many things happened this week. In particularly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad she finally felt relieved after getting it back. Don't ever cry again, you look so different! And don't worry, everyone has two different sides. But for me, I'm kind-hearted and caring on the outside and it's the same inside too. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm superduper paiseh lah. Why did I trip in front of him TWICE? I was like, "SHIT!"... Why am I so clumsy these days? I remember trying to balance a pile of books with my two hands and ended up dropping it all. And the worse part of it all, no one helped me eventhough the hallway was hecka crowded! Bustards, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this particular conversation funny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situation: Miss J was jumping around asking for ice cream. But then, Miss Z came along with an angry expression and threw her tantrum on her innocent file. I looked at Miss J as Miss Z walked away to the toilet, still with the furious look.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: So how, you want to save a friendship by going to the toilet or save your hunger and go buy ice cream? &lt;em&gt;*glances*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss J: &lt;em&gt;*thought for a second*&lt;/em&gt; Friendship ahh... (and she charges to the toilet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so adorably funny. I think you guys have pretty much guessed who Miss J and Miss Z are, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be heading to my grandmother's house for a celebration. I don't even know what occasion is is but yeah, it's a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study with my friends on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;I want to autor my oh-so-swingy skirt!&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass my Mid Year Exam with no D7 or below!&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;talk to him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want to enjoy my last year in Sec Sch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4602180826243163349?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4602180826243163349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4602180826243163349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4602180826243163349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4602180826243163349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/harlo.html' title='harlo'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7121516025187321982</id><published>2009-04-13T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:46:10.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1046'/><title type='text'>churom</title><content type='html'>I'm bored~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, when I go online, I have nothing to surf on besides blog-hopping, Facebook, Friendster, a Korean forum and YouTube. For some strange reason, it's very hard for me to sit in front of the monitor nowadays. I'M BORED, BORED, BORED~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Mr Chua's birthday. Thank goodness there was no remedial. Went to 883 with Miss J(since she doesn't like her name to appear in my blog... which is weird cause people are DYING to appear in my oh-so-fine blog. Okay fine, that was just a joke) while Zul went for detention. The birthday celebration goes pretty smoothly, mainly organised by HweeHwa and Kelly. Those two... I think I'm gonna vote for either HweeHwa, Kelly or Zuliana to be the next chairperson. LOL! &lt;em&gt;Yes yes ppl, I know I'm a useless vice-chairman~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There better be PE lesson tml~! I'm dying to play softball. I just love it... &lt;333 And please, no PT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH OH OH. There was this chinese guy, who looked like he was around my age, who injured himself a few metres away from me. He fell from his bike when going round a curb. Pity sia when his nose bled, like REALLY REALLY bleeding. He shuaige somemore leh~! hhahah Since I didn't have a tissue and I was only holding on to my handphone, the only thing I manage to do was ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want me to call the ambulance?"&lt;br /&gt;"You okay or not?"&lt;br /&gt;"Want me bring you to the doctor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which, I got turned down by that bloody(literally) shuaige. How I wished I would have done more. PAISEHHH sia, ask stupid questions. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BORED BORED BORED BORED~!&lt;br /&gt;(goshh... i can make a song with this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: All the updates on Mr Chua's birthday celebration is up on 4 Integrity's class blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I'm getting tired of people saying I like this guy when I truly like the other guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7121516025187321982?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7121516025187321982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7121516025187321982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7121516025187321982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7121516025187321982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/churom.html' title='churom'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8055238836055466423</id><published>2009-04-10T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:17:29.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry sorry'/><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Good Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not exactly good for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the afternoon, sent my sister to the salon to get her hair rebonded and afterwards, we went off to Causeway Point. On the way to Civic Centre, I was walking straight ahead when this guy pointed his finger at me with a wide grin on his face, giggling. Well, if it was a stranger, I would have smacked his face. But nope, it's a schoolmate of mine, &lt;s&gt;Liaw Yong Hong&lt;/s&gt;. hhehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after that, went off to Nenek's house. Nothing much pretty happens. I would say it was like any other family outing. I didn't play with the rest downstairs cause I was &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; sleepy. Snapped a couple of pictures while they were downstairs playing while I was resting upstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sd9izzi3CgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hfhlXrjil08/s1600-h/Photo0740-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323081926724487682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sd9izzi3CgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hfhlXrjil08/s320/Photo0740-2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sd9izp7XeJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PrRLaYlc1jg/s1600-h/Photo0739-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323081924142921874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sd9izp7XeJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PrRLaYlc1jg/s320/Photo0739-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8055238836055466423?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8055238836055466423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8055238836055466423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8055238836055466423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8055238836055466423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/Sd9izzi3CgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hfhlXrjil08/s72-c/Photo0740-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6194854997515296150</id><published>2009-04-03T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:52:21.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eunhyuk'/><title type='text'>yoyoy</title><content type='html'>I'm BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating for days, or maybe weeks. Busy? Tired? Maybe... but the main reason would be "I'm just plain lazy~".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something shocking yesterday, and I don't wish to elaborate on it. It's just too shocking for me to handle. Being someone with a wild imagination, I tend to think things too far. But what if what was in my mind... really did took place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Causeway Point to buy Jessica's present with HweeHwa, Narimah and Faizah. Spent quite a long time searching the shop for a suitable present, at the same time, keeping it under my oh-so-low budget. I ended up buying a &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;coinbank&lt;/span&gt;, since she seemed to be spending a lot. But of course, she knows how to spend wisely. Bought bubbletea and something hilarious happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Narimah: What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Narimah: Do you wanna try something new? Like peach milk tea or ... (&amp;amp; she goes on &amp;amp; on)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;HweeHwa: You want something sweet?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, but not too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;HweeHwa: Then buy *insert bbt name*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't want. Too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;HweeHwa: Then buy *insert bbt name*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't want. Not nice.&lt;br /&gt;HweeHwa: THEN LIKE THAT NO NID DRINK LAH~! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It surprised me when HweeHwa literally raised her voice at me, in a joking way of course. It's so funny. =.=" Met MingHui and Ina at 883, while they were waiting for Mundzir. Showed them my gift and MH said, "She got a lot of this already..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to make it better, I bought a secret side gift. &lt;em&gt;hehhe&lt;/em&gt; (hope you like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone can't receive messages yesterday night. I was depressed when no one replied me yesterday. I SENT 8 MESSAGES, HELLO~! But got to know that they did reply, which means that my hp was koo-koo yesterday. I wanna change hp... but must wait till, F-O-R-E-V-E-R~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;JESSICA&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EUNHYUK&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;04 April 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6194854997515296150?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6194854997515296150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6194854997515296150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6194854997515296150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6194854997515296150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoyoy.html' title='yoyoy'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3016429139093240720</id><published>2009-03-20T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:06:34.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please'/><title type='text'>babo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: The contents in MY blog is my true feelings. It may sound pretty absurd but it's my true-est feelings you can ever get (besides my purple personal diary, of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It's hilarious how you judge someone by their appearance. You tend to make things your way, like the world revolves around you. You assumed that only you can tell people off. It pisses me off when you do it your way. But I can only keep mum, not wanting to cause any more trouble. But there's one thing for sure, my level of respect for you slowly declines day by day. And this goes out to 'certain' people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I DON'T WANT...~!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3016429139093240720?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3016429139093240720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3016429139093240720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3016429139093240720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3016429139093240720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/babo.html' title='babo'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6062797849856383324</id><published>2009-03-19T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:35:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 12:35AM and I'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6062797849856383324?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6062797849856383324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6062797849856383324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6062797849856383324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6062797849856383324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-1235am-and-im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1324174629049129233</id><published>2009-03-07T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:15:56.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WANT MY PICTURES'/><title type='text'>poa</title><content type='html'>I was nearly dozing off in front of the computer. It's so difficult having a laptop that can't transfer files, chibai sia. I've been trying to send pictures to my lappie but my sisters are always doing "something"... I have to be sneaky when I want to transfer songs too. It's such a hassle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first(and perhaps our last) class outing , visiting battlefield sites such as Kent Ridge Park, Labrador Park and Kranji War Memorial Place (all in order)... I must be really sweet as I have 6 mosquitoes bites. Ain't it sweet!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the trip was somewhat rushed, I pretty much enjoyed myself especially since I'm the camerawoman for the day. SNAP-ed pretty pretty pictures, of course due to my great photography skills but I wished I would have snapped more pictures. I just realised that I have not use the old camera my sister gave. Well... even if I were to use it, I wouldn't be able to transfer it right sisters!? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi Hong is so cute. I'm saying this because he really is, not because I like him or whatever personal feeling. He laughs at every joke me and and the other two jokers (Jessica&amp;amp;Zuliana) made. I find him really soft-spoken and shy but he'll burst out laughing at times. Very different from the loud Hong Bin that goes "SIAN... SIAN" every second, the 'english native' speaker Zi Yang and the guy who always puts on an expressionless face and stares at me, Jeremy Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait... why am I even talking about them? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to what I was saying, I FREAKING WANT TO TRANSFER MY BLOODY PICTURES~! (Yes, I'm not done ranting yet... Hang in there~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, yesterday I slept at 7+ till 1am. Sheeshh~!!! I sooo want to watch the korean drama's ending on Friday. Basket sia, I missed it. After being woken up by my sister, I continued sleeping till 7+am. I finally got my 12hrs sleep. So, today I didn't sleep in the afternoon. But, I'm not one who would sleep in the afternoon so it didn't make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to eat dinner with family at Woodlands Mart at 7+. I bought the erasable highlighter, but it doesn't look like it'll work. LOL. I realised that I am able to be happy without a certain someone. YAHOOO~!!! HAENGBOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fcuking upset with myself that i failed my Geography test. I'm not upset because of the low marks but because of the fact that I STUDIED, and I failed. I even had all the points for the last question but I don't know how I got such low marks. But from what I noticed, I didn't really elaborate on the points, but at least I get the keypoints right. Give me a mark or two for that~! I flunk my POA too but I passed although it's not up to my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely sensitive when it comes to POA because my sister pins up high hope on me passing that subject because it's one of my favourite subject I'm good on. But having to do something knowing that someone is always monitoring you gives you a certain pressure that, if you do not accomplish it, you'll only be left disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SOOOOOO WANT TO TRANSFER MY PICTURES~!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm done ranting... for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Do you think I should continue the admiration?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: NO NO NO NO NO~!&lt;br /&gt;XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1324174629049129233?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1324174629049129233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1324174629049129233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1324174629049129233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1324174629049129233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/poa.html' title='poa'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-79556219945513786</id><published>2009-02-27T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:40:12.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Set me free.'/><title type='text'>CHIBAI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagE-83MrlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_4-Dnu4HRfc/s1600-h/Photo0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307497640392175186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagE-83MrlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_4-Dnu4HRfc/s320/Photo0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fcuk you lah. I'm tired of repeating the same thing again and again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Because of you, I hoped for something to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Because of you, I hoped for the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Because of you, I'm left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kanasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, let's start the post with a more positive insert. I made someone really happy today (P/S: I make people happy everyday~!)... FINALLY, I managed to treat Narimah to bubble tea. Kheheheheh, she must be happy that I spent time with her. LOL. She told me something unexpected and well, I just have to accept it. That's the bloody situation here. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test next week(or rather this week...), and I shouldn't be thinking about this. CB. I'll end the post with pictures... XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH before that... special message to a good friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAS BUBBLETEA~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Get well soon. After CT, treat me to bbt? hehhe... jkjk! Just get well soon and move your butt to school~! We miss you, especially Zul... heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH-N7HUVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NagX_UgfrG4/s1600-h/Photo0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500926327017810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH-N7HUVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NagX_UgfrG4/s320/Photo0685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH-DMec4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gfymp14AmnY/s1600-h/Photo0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500923447047042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH-DMec4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gfymp14AmnY/s320/Photo0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH96lsmCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qy0wCSTU934/s1600-h/Photo0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500921136912418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH96lsmCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qy0wCSTU934/s320/Photo0681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH9-6Vk_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/EtLIkTwnSkg/s1600-h/Photo0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500922297226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH9-6Vk_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/EtLIkTwnSkg/s320/Photo0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH99RuZaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xZ3DpF2eAC4/s1600-h/Photo0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500921858450850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagH99RuZaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xZ3DpF2eAC4/s320/Photo0693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-79556219945513786?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/79556219945513786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=79556219945513786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/79556219945513786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/79556219945513786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/chibai.html' title='CHIBAI.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SagE-83MrlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_4-Dnu4HRfc/s72-c/Photo0679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-279833841283036372</id><published>2009-02-21T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:08:46.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck'/><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Note to self: PLEASE keep on track.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling behind in some issues. First is my 'skipping' routine. I have not been skipping for the past 5 days mainly because I always reach home late. Aigoo... I prefer skipping alone at home but nowadays, my family members seemed to be at home. Second is &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm supposed to forget him, not like him. Please stop making me feel like I still have a chance and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;continue to like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's Saturday night and I just came back from my grandma's house. Before that, we went to Old Woodlands to grab a bite and buy my sandals/slippers. My sister and mother were asking me to buy the $27 slippers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever for!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy the $1, $10 or $100 slippers for all I care, but at the end of the day, it's going to end up at the same place, YOUR FEET. I prefer buying stuffs costing around $10, like my watch and slippers. Like when my mom wanted to buy me the $30 watch, I immediately refused. Don't ask me why. But if you were to pay for it, that's a different story... XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me have been calling me 'vain'. I'm NOT vain, just self-concious. I think people will judge you at your first impression, and I'm not doing a good job. But to be honest, I'm just concious about my hair, especially with 'certain people' calling me name. CB. KNS. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to post photos but my sister's just a &lt;em&gt;@!#$%^&amp;amp;*(*...&lt;/em&gt; They're either not online or haven't reach home, like now. You might be asking "why don't you just transfer to your laptop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I WISH I COULD. My laptop has no bluetooth or cable thingy in it so no transferring of files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fear of taking the lift is still there. I just hope people would respect this feeling of mine. You haven't been stuck in a lift alone, so you know nothing. Please stop talking crap about how ridiculous it is I'm feeling. Try putting yourself in my shoes. Been taking the stairs all these while. I only take the lift when I'm out with others, and yet, the fear is still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-279833841283036372?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/279833841283036372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=279833841283036372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/279833841283036372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/279833841283036372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1318782283434905207</id><published>2009-02-13T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:21:47.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day'/><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday the 13th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's destined to be a bad day or whatever, but I'm definitely feeling it. Today in school, I was pretty moody. I should not have set such high expectations as I would only be disappointed with the outcome, like now. For those who knows nothing about what is going on, continue to be in your own world. I think only Narimah understand what I'm saying... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing to see how some of my friends tried to cheer me up when they noticed that I was moody. But the funny thing is, they don't know why. Nas and Aidil were cracking lame jokes during group discussion but MISSION FAILED. Kelly and Syafiqah were also doing their part and yet MISSION FAILED. Thank you for the attempt but no one can understand how I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got fcuking attacked by this fcuking software. The moment I went online at 10pm, a screen appeared stating, "You may be a victim of counterfeit software".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"NO!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I remember doing was downloading the Internet Explorer version 7. And the next thing I know, I got attacked by this fcuking message. I was cussing myself for downloading things without having it checked thoroughly. If only I knew about this gadgets thingy, I wouldn't need to wait for my sister now. And waiting for her to reach home is like waiting for the rain in the drought. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this day get any worse? No, since it's already 14th February 2009, which reminds me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY~!&lt;/span&gt; But for people like me, it's more preferably called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY SINGLE AWARENESS DAY~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to celebrate this day with my family, with non-stop entertainment from 6pm to 10pm at Party World Karaoke Lounge. LOL. Let's have fun... XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Self-reflection:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to skip rope 1000 times today in an hour. It could have been done within a shorter time period but I rested too much in between. Now, I can skip without feeling too tired and can even go 100 times without rest. Improve yeah... I tried skipping without 'double boucing' but that seemed pretty impossible for now, only managed to do it 5 times the max. Till then, HWAITING~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Bohohoho... I don't have a weight scale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: I dunno why but nowadays, my heart or chest area hurts. It has nothing to do with 'growing' or 'emotionally affected'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1318782283434905207?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1318782283434905207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1318782283434905207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1318782283434905207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1318782283434905207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8729155749470400599</id><published>2009-02-06T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:56:30.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Build bond with badminton'/><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SY0vpWSwLdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1JuILk_fK2E/s1600-h/SDC10578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299944723890318802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SY0vpWSwLdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1JuILk_fK2E/s320/SDC10578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1,000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to skip rope for 1,000 times in less than an hour. That's pretty good for a beginner, considering that I just started the skip-rope diet yesterday, 06 February 2009. It'll be a day that marks the start of my attempt of losing weight just before entering poly(cheh... like confirm oni~! LOL)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HWAITING~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally... &lt;u&gt;FINALLY&lt;/u&gt;, the weekend starts. This week had been a hectic week, from school to remedials to project, tests and homeworks. Strangely, I like how I can keep myself busy without having to think of the stupid incident. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the English project, we were the first group to present and I have to say, we did pretty well since it's a last minute project. JunJie and Jian Liang(?) bombarded us with mutiple questions and I have to say, we weren't prepared. It's time to hit them back with questions next week... *insert evil laughter*. Mr Viknesh commented that I sounded the most natural among the other 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My expression at that time was, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"LOL. Seriously!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shaking non-stop and it got worse when it was my turn. When I held my paper up to read, my hands shook badly so I placed the paper on the laptop. LOL... That was just hilarious. The girls were teasing that &lt;em&gt;I liked Khairi&lt;/em&gt;. LOL! I don't even know who Khairi is for goodness sake! It all started when I rested my head on the desk and asked, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Who sits here? (points to the desk)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina: Khairi's... OMG you kissed Khairi's table! ahhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the others joined in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aigooo... these kids! =.=" But nvm. At least I'm able to interact with them, heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was hectic... seriously! 3 tests in a row and it was all after recess. But putting those aside, ABSOLUTELY LOVE PE LESSONS~! We played my favourite sport, BADMINTON~! I was hecka great... We smashed the racket hard and ended up with a sore upper arm. But it was all worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Truly love the game of Badminton~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously if I could turn back time, when I was Sec 1, I would have joined Badminton club instead. But still... to remain CCA-less is great too. heheheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been spending my time after school with either Jessica or Zuliana and I'm loving it. Say... "build bonds" time? heheh Let's make more friends people~! Be friendly... with ME! XDDD&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/24819476-8729155749470400599?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8729155749470400599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8729155749470400599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8729155749470400599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8729155749470400599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SY0vpWSwLdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1JuILk_fK2E/s72-c/SDC10578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4216655791750940864</id><published>2009-01-26T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:50:28.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bastard'/><title type='text'>haizzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm extremely dampened right now. I feel like bursting into tears right now but it's just incredibly RIDICULOUS and STUPID to cry over a fcuking pathetic matter. I'm not gonna post on it cause it ain't worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't update for &lt;em&gt;god-knows-how-many-days&lt;/em&gt;, I'll just give the highlights for each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 23 January.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY Celebration Concert, nothing pretty much happened. Just that during the lion dance performance, the lion threw an orange at my direction when I wasn't looking and it bounced off my head. HILARIOUS, I'm telling you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Aiyoo... Sign of a bad luck!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really ah? *starts to worry*&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: No lah... Kidding~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second there, I was kinda scared. But somehow, it was bad luck for me to experience this empty and regretful feeling. Aigooo... In the evening, we went to Nenek's house to have a birthday party. Nothing much happened but here's a video to give you a rough idea about how the party goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9b838c35986e683" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9b838c35986e683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1002F90BFEDCB205FBE681EB7A881E06F158E1CC.3B44C4BD5A7B39C686082F4DD2D11FEA31957769%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9b838c35986e683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD8UAfNt1CRBz3-qlLjGh8t4BFHg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9b838c35986e683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1002F90BFEDCB205FBE681EB7A881E06F158E1CC.3B44C4BD5A7B39C686082F4DD2D11FEA31957769%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9b838c35986e683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD8UAfNt1CRBz3-qlLjGh8t4BFHg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the other video, you can watch it at SARAHH's blog. Just when you thought the day was over, we went to eat at Al-Ameen Restaurant at about 11pm. Went ahead to Marina Barrage after that. Here's something more interesting, I was wearing a big-sized t-shirt and home shorts. Luckily when we reacher there, it was already 12+ so no one saw me dressed as such. Camwhored with Maisarah, here's the funny part, out of all places, it was in the toilet. The baby bait joke is still in my mind. Inside joke much? Reached home at 2.20am and drifted to my own world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 24 January.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out with family. &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 25 January.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flight-ed to Airport. Nothing much happened but it was exciting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 26 January.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Badminton-ed with sisters, Maisarah and her friend. Went to Al-Ameen and ate. As you can see from the post, its standard is dropping tremendously because I'm hella tired and lazy but stayed up to blog. Be GRACIOUS that I'm even posting~! That's about it. Pictures will be up next post, as you know, Blogger is being a noob for lagging when uploading pictures. EEEKKKK...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4216655791750940864?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a9b838c35986e683&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4216655791750940864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4216655791750940864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4216655791750940864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4216655791750940864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/haizzz.html' title='haizzz'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5559915559621353375</id><published>2009-01-22T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:37:58.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='22 Jan 09'/><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During POA lesson, all of a sudden I started coughing like hell and I had to excuse myself to go to the toilet. I think I spent like a good 5 minutes or so in the toilet, trying to get whatever that is choking me. Unknowingly, tears were streaming down my cheeks. &lt;em&gt;Heckkk... why does it feel like I'm writing an essay?&lt;/em&gt; Can you imagine the pain I'm going through right now? My stomach muscle ached, perhaps due to constant coughing.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;PE lesson was &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; with us running 5 times around the corridors of the school, doing standing broad jump and a 5-minute exercise before the lesson ends. But I &lt;u&gt;guarantee&lt;/u&gt; you, it'll be BETTER if we were to play games. PLEASE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;u&gt;HAVE&lt;/u&gt; to apologize to Nas for accidentally pointing my middle-finger to him. I'm okay with pointing my middle finger to other people but surprisingly, when accidentally did that to Nas, I can't help but to feel sorry for him. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SO SORRY NAS~!&lt;/span&gt; Even till now, I'm still uneasy about the fact that I pointed my &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; middle finger to my good friend, Nas. I remember doing it to Aidil and I have absolutely no regret afterwards. But then again, he deserved it because he was disturbing me! &lt;em&gt;heheheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to go to school tomorrow but since it's a half-day school period, I might as well attend and get it over with. Not worth getting an MC to skip a half-day school period. In the evening, will be going to Grandma's house for Nurul's birthday party. She finally turned 12. Still longggg way to go, STUDY HARD~! Don't think too much about boys. PSLE coming ahead, well, for me it would be the O Levels. &lt;em&gt;aigoooo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5559915559621353375?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5559915559621353375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5559915559621353375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5559915559621353375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5559915559621353375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8386565823834068262</id><published>2009-01-20T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:36:41.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday bash'/><title type='text'>16th</title><content type='html'>Coughcoughcough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt; if you find my coughing a nuisance. We're in the same boat, just that I'm doing the coughing while you're just shunning away from me. KNS. I finished my antibiotics a few days ago and I was feeling fine. BUT... my sister &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; had to pass on the flu to me, &lt;em&gt;once again&lt;/em&gt;. I dread going to the doctor, although I get to enjoy a discount at every visit to the doctor. My parents' forcing me to go to the &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; doctor again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DON'T WANT~!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*bluekk*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 new students who dropped Higher Malay join our Malay class. Sheeshhh, more company = more competition. But Asyraf seemed happy about it, hahah. I like how me, Nas and ShiYong would &lt;u&gt;accidentally&lt;/u&gt; meet at the traffic light and go to school together. It's the final secondary year and I'm cherishing every moment of it. I don't want to regret what I did if I were to look back in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a Physics test tomorrow and I haven't even browse through it! eekkk... Chatted with Maisarah aka Rahrah about &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you yah coolsy cousin~! "Jangan bilang sape-sape tau" LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY KUCHIBIRU~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Kuchibiru-san has finally turned 16. hahah. How? Old already...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since it's your birthday today, I shall call you PHUA CHENG LIP. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahh... I can't do it. I'll resume to calling you KUCHIBIRU back~! hahah.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He offered to treat me a drink. LOL, in exchange, should I give a gift?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh... I'm plain lazy. Bub bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8386565823834068262?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8386565823834068262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8386565823834068262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8386565823834068262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8386565823834068262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/16th.html' title='16th'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7068730897345996227</id><published>2009-01-16T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:13:12.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant. Rant. Rant.'/><title type='text'>Sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sad and I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school today, stayed back with Zuliana and Jessica for who-knows-what. After finishing up the hamper wrapping, only the three of us were left in the classroom. There, we started crapping on random things and played HANGMAN~! And then Asyraf came along and willingly took a seat. He said something that makes me a little teary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You guys are close..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that was the sentence. Expecting more, is it? Simple sentence you may say, but for me, it meant something else. A &lt;em&gt;strong&lt;/em&gt; bonding between three classmates with different personalities. Excuse me for being emo, I'm not like this everyday! We're not the type that would hang out outside of school, we're more like people-who-hangs-out-in-school-mates. Get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the past two days, I've been going to school with Nas and Shi Yong. Always accidentally meet up one. &lt;em&gt;hahah&lt;/em&gt; I have two guys/prefects to myself~!!! &lt;em&gt;muahahha&lt;/em&gt; Speaking of which...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Narimah... dah lama aku tak balik ngan kau! belanja aku bubble-tea! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P E M B A N Y E T ~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jessica... let's have a bubble-tea date on Monday after school? xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Zuliana... stop spazzing about him, will you? &lt;em&gt;heheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Syafiqah... let's stay back one day and dance to songs again, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kelly... YOU! Go and learn the dance steps and perform in front of me, your sunbaenim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fiona... don't be so quiet everytime leh... throw your book aside and talk to us, or rather, ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I'm done ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7068730897345996227?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7068730897345996227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7068730897345996227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7068730897345996227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7068730897345996227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2834687635419079057</id><published>2009-01-10T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:36:22.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>My throat... it hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum has been pestering me to go to the doctor tomorrow morning. I've been to the doctor twice and still the same. It's been several weeks since I've been sick and now, I have a terrible sore throat. To the point where swallowing is hard, let alone talking. But since it's hard for me to talk, I usually keep mum. One perfect reaction I get from people is, in his case my cousin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul: Muka jangan stress ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(when she salam-ed me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, totally unrelated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I'm extremely annoyed by the frigging annoying behaviours of some of the &lt;s&gt;Sec 5&lt;/s&gt; students. Seemed like everything I said, which wasn't directed to them, was being replied, or rather shouted back at rudely. KNS right? I'm not gonna point out what they said but I'm extremely annoyed by the freaking childish behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we went to Ngee Ann Poly with 4 Enterprise. There wasn't even any Malay boys during the excursion, which led to &lt;u&gt;no singing from Riduan = bohohoho&lt;/u&gt;... Although his singing would be annoying sometimes, he's the moodmaker for our class and he can entertain people. Back to what I was saying, NP has a lot of good courses but I'm still unsure of what course and poly to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the trip, Zuliana, Nani, Jessica and me had a great talk since the break was extended by 30 minutes. Zafira was away since she had stomachaches. It's been a long time since we talked. I like how Jessica fits in the conversation, being the only Chinese. But then again, she's obsessed with me, to the point of always laying her head on my soft and comfortable shoulder. Boy... this girl loves skinship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALERT to the future boys who would be dating Jessica: Always be careful when you have bus rides or just simply having a sit beside her, she might just drop her head on your shoulder and drift to the other world. ALWAYS wash your shirt because she may leave some of her boggers on your shirt... hehehe KIDDING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And special thanks to Zuliana for being there to assist me in this situation. Thanks for the 'advice' that you gave. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great to have great friends around you. xDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2834687635419079057?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2834687635419079057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2834687635419079057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2834687635419079057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2834687635419079057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-997566226929202089</id><published>2009-01-07T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:59:52.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My first post in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I was appointed the vice-chairman of 4 Integrity'09 this year. &lt;em&gt;Whathehellright? &lt;/em&gt;I wasn't even present on the first day of school! No, I didn't skip school. I was down with fever the day before school reopens and my body temp. got higher on the first day of school... so I stayed in bed! What a way to start the new year. h&lt;em&gt;ahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a leader is definitely harder than I thought, especially since I haven't engage an 'actual' conversation with Hong Bin, the main man. I felt bad for not being able to lead the class in a class discussion earlier today. I'm sure Zuliana hates me for that. If Zuliana was the vice-chairman, she would definitely do a better job than me, absolutely. To Zulaina; I'm not saying anything open...xD But I'm not gonna push my responsibilies. I guess I have to deal with it for this term and hopefully, a new leader will come along and take over. Till then, HWAITING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class, or rather our cohort, went to Republic Poly Open House today. It's so... so... sooo unexplainable. I want pursue my studies in Republic Poly but the courses are so limited. I'm not a bio student so, strike out &lt;s&gt;Biomedical course&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Engineering&lt;/s&gt;'s boring, mostly for boy so... strike it out. &lt;s&gt;Nursing&lt;/s&gt;'s out too, I can't even look at the sight of blood properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to the two other choices, Business or Hospitality. There's no Business course in RP so fat hope. But there is in Nanyang I guess. Hospitality's available in RP, but I have to check it out more. Wondering why there's no SP, TP, NP or any JCs mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because I'm only interested in the two polys, Nanyang and Republic. Mian reason is because, they're quite near. RP is just a walking distance away while Nanyang is just a few MRT stops away. The others are too far and I'm plain lazy to wake up early every morning to rush to school. No JCs mentioned because I'm not interested and it's expensive. Besides, JC needs A Math qualification and I've already dropped that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait... have I told you? I dropped my A Math subject early this week because I would rather spend extra time studying other subjects, rather than to crack my brain on those freaking confusing problem questions. I wouldn't want an F9 to bring down my overall marks. But, I definitely need to pull up my socks... and so does everyone~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a random guy passes by and pulls his socks up, literally...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading for Nanyang Poly tomorrow. I hope there's something that will catch my eye. &lt;strong&gt;Please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-997566226929202089?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/997566226929202089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=997566226929202089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/997566226929202089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/997566226929202089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-post-in-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1083663138757449910</id><published>2008-12-31T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T05:46:48.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farewell 2008.'/><title type='text'>Welcoming 2009.</title><content type='html'>15 more minutes to the new year. Should I be elated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be the last day I'll be sleeping late to play the computer. Tomorrow will be a new day, where everything will change for the better. Like real... Right now, I'm watching a broadcasted LIVE countdown show in Korea. The MCs are frigging annoying, they kept talking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes before 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do some reflection, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of incidents that happened this year but the most memorable one would be my Mum being hospitalised. During this period of time, we as a family went through a lot of emotions that I never knew we would experience. I'm not saying this to seek your pity or anything... but it's the plain truth. My father was ALWAYS supporting here be it mentally or physically. My mum never failed to smile everytime we visited her. My eldest sister contributed a lot by being there for my mother overnight and backing her up. My and my sister helped by keeping our house clean and such... A clean house is a MUST ne. During this period too, there were people whom I never knew would care, were there. The bonding between my father and eldest sister were strengthen too! xDDD I'm just glad Mum's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Mum's nagging are getting on my nerves, I'm glad she's doing it which shows that she's feeling fine. &lt;em&gt;Just do it moderately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very fortunate to have met a lot of wonderful people, making my Year 2008 very enjoyable. 3 Integrity isn't really the best and most united class but at least, it's exciting with the mutiple incidents that occured. I met two crazy close friends, Jessica and Zuliana. How time flies... It's been three years since I've been friends with Kelly and Syafiqah. Just two words with one meaning, Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I ever forget my duo partner... M SQUARE's Maisarah aka SARAHH aka &lt;em&gt;RahRah&lt;/em&gt;~! M SQUARE debuted in the later part of 2008 and has since received a lot of attention from... well, from i-dunno-who. There were times where the expected album didn't make its release but still, M SQUARE is working very hard, so the only words left to say is, &lt;em&gt;WAIT A LITTLE LONGER~!&lt;/em&gt; I think we managed to keep our relationship strong through this M-SQUARE thingy. &lt;em&gt;Maggi and Mangkuk anyone...?&lt;/em&gt; With M-SQUARE around, family outings aren't always boring... &lt;em&gt;On second thought, it IS boring sometimes.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahah&lt;/em&gt; Let's hope our relationship will remain strong. My last words for you... &lt;strong&gt;TANII VADII!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, there's an irritating China man walking around under my void deck, shouting. Obviously he's drunk. &lt;em&gt;*ssmmmackkk*&lt;/em&gt; School will reopen on Friday and I'm NOT looking forward to it. I haven't even finish my homeworks~! Yes... my 2 months holiday wasn't spent that wisely. Too much K-POP spazzing fandom, I can't help it~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more minute left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for 2009, some may ask?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the girl that can entertain people... &lt;em&gt;no, not as a clown.&lt;/em&gt; I want to shout “Cheer up!” when they're feeling down. I don’t give off the fragile-girl image. I want to be the girl that is cheerful, pure and most importantly, girls that can be your friend Make my wish come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO 2009, GOODBYE 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1083663138757449910?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1083663138757449910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1083663138757449910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1083663138757449910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1083663138757449910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/15-more-minutes-to-new-year.html' title='Welcoming 2009.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2977527174611321473</id><published>2008-12-23T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T05:45:04.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my crazy cousin who loves me so much.'/><title type='text'>MAISARAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Post something about me too..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The moment I went online, I was attacked with those words (besides Cheng Lip's football grudge of course). The person was none other than &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAISARAH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHO?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAISARAH&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;closest&lt;/em&gt; crazy cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAISARAH&lt;/span&gt;, my once-a-DYNAMITEZ-mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAISARAH&lt;/span&gt;, my M-SQUARE partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still clueless who she is? Go check the dictionary then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAISARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-noun&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A person who emits a strong or upleasant odour. (AGREE~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wife of &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abraham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; and mother of &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. (I didn't know you got married...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A female given name. (SERIOUS?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oppss&lt;/em&gt;, that didn't turn out right... Well that wasn't surprising though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAISARAH-shii, you should be blessful to get such &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a wonderful cousin to be by your side, a kind-hearted cousin who's always there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a humourous cousin to make you laugh (even though it's better with the both of us)&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;an intelligent cousin to help you with your studies (in the future maybe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a talented cousin who's gifted with a beautiful singing voice and it goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the other hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm grateful to have you as my cousin. You're &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;surprisingly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; my closest cousin, so &lt;strong&gt;BE HONOURED&lt;/strong&gt;. It feels great to have you around during our family outings. I'm definitely looking forward to our future singles and let's make it a reality. &lt;em&gt;LIKE REAL~!!!&lt;/em&gt; heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;사랑해&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(find the meaning of this yourself... xDDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2977527174611321473?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2977527174611321473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2977527174611321473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2977527174611321473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2977527174611321473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/maisarah.html' title='MAISARAH.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3756093098489046352</id><published>2008-12-19T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:49:46.953-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Professoer Nabilah is hungry'/><title type='text'>Sick-ening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUu0BzZVt7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wQeaGtawQxs/s1600-h/Photo0527-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281512931091396530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUu0BzZVt7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wQeaGtawQxs/s320/Photo0527-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof. Nabilah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Is is just me or are the holidays coming to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOOOO~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so bored with no plans in my hand. Tomorrow my sisters are going to &lt;s&gt;Escape Theme Park&lt;/s&gt; and I'll be staying at home. Maybe I should complete my homework assignments by tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;Gee... that was what I said a few days back then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At around 10+, went to the doctor since I was sick(duh! &lt;u&gt;you don't expect me to be visiting the doctor just for fun, do you?&lt;/u&gt;)... Soon after, went off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Causeway Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to buy some stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bought a shirt, emphasize the keyword &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10:33PM&lt;/span&gt; and I'm hungry~! I'm craving for &lt;u&gt;McSpicy burger&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;JaJangmyun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; but I guess I'll have to keep the thought aside. My throat's dry~! Someone throw a burger at me and I'll eat it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And a McSpicy burger magically appears by the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Looks around*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one... &lt;strong&gt;Check!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*grabs and nibblenibblenibble*&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/24819476-3756093098489046352?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3756093098489046352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3756093098489046352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3756093098489046352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3756093098489046352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/sick-ening.html' title='Sick-ening.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUu0BzZVt7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wQeaGtawQxs/s72-c/Photo0527-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7316102840370508655</id><published>2008-12-15T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:40:44.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><title type='text'>A movie day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;"You're my personal brand of heroin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... can Edward Cullen get any smexier? Sheesh~! He's such a romantist and everytime he uttered those mushy-mushy lines, I can't help but &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;squirmed in my seat&lt;/span&gt; for a second there. &lt;em&gt;hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the ever-popular movie, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, with Maisarah, Naimah and Kak Mina. Went up to Sakae Sushi after a short 15-minute tour around Causeway Point, before that, Maisarah was pretty &lt;s&gt;clueless&lt;/s&gt; about the &lt;strong&gt;'fruit stall'&lt;/strong&gt; venue. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why people are watching a lot of movies this holiday. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Main purpose; to get a glimpse of the M-SQUARE POPCORN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;It will 'POP' in your mouth, giving you a great sensation you've never felt before. And if you're lucky, you may even get to see our faces on every popcorn you popped...&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WTH?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early dinner/late lunch after the movie. Maisarah cracked me up with the most randomest sentence ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I wanna date NA-I-MAH..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... more silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... S-I-L-E-N-C-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*stares blindly*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to the library, hoping to get a book or two but I'm &lt;s&gt;not good at selecting books&lt;/s&gt;. But I like the book Ms Chala gave us to read during the holidays and guess what? &lt;u&gt;I finished it even before December starts&lt;/u&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;*clap clap*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I fcuking love my beanie. &lt;em&gt;and my lakie... heheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;u&gt;cosy&lt;/u&gt; and only for the cost of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... HAH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm obsessed with beanie&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;. Hoping to have a collection of beaniessss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last words, &lt;em&gt;or rather word&lt;/em&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;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;COOLSY~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© &lt;strong&gt;Misaki&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a &lt;em&gt;Me saket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KfpzHcI/AAAAAAAAAII/HtJ6G8KrHqI/s1600-h/Photo0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256338619997634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KfpzHcI/AAAAAAAAAII/HtJ6G8KrHqI/s320/Photo0604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; in case you're clueless, i was imitating the chimpanzee... =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KWCQZsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WS8QylaGKXY/s1600-h/SDC10028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256336038225602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KWCQZsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WS8QylaGKXY/s320/SDC10028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like my hair in this, &lt;em&gt;for once&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KKzEpmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oOLWS0QVjbM/s1600-h/Photo0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256333021750882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KKzEpmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oOLWS0QVjbM/s320/Photo0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9JwvcKXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3UQ2XTqSSFk/s1600-h/Photo0616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256326027192690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9JwvcKXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3UQ2XTqSSFk/s320/Photo0616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring Maisarah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9J4yjQqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_cZ1qW5Cdy4/s1600-h/Photo0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280256328187724450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9J4yjQqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_cZ1qW5Cdy4/s320/Photo0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8ahMcT8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CaEq3JwKahg/s1600-h/Photo0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255514400018370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8ahMcT8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CaEq3JwKahg/s320/Photo0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-SQUARE's most filial fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8aRMB1NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aq1XgzVBGKM/s1600-h/100_7539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255510103315666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8aRMB1NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aq1XgzVBGKM/s320/100_7539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Ah-ngah mengangah di tengah malam..." I just have to put that in.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8Z2_0M2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dX2pLHKchFY/s1600-h/100_7536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255503072768866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8Z2_0M2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dX2pLHKchFY/s320/100_7536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the next upcoming single. &lt;em&gt;*hardworking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8aldBsrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OQTTQ1NEXYw/s1600-h/Photo0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255515543319218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8aldBsrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OQTTQ1NEXYw/s320/Photo0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you just like the game of &lt;strong&gt;Peek-a-boo&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255500318420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc8ZsvILmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Bsv3rH3ctKc/s320/100_7527.JPG" border="0" /&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;p align="center"&gt;Ambassador of Banquet, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;M-SQUARE's Nabilah&lt;/span&gt;.    &lt;em&gt;"BAGUSSSS~!!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7316102840370508655?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7316102840370508655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7316102840370508655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7316102840370508655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7316102840370508655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-day-out.html' title='A movie day out.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SUc9KfpzHcI/AAAAAAAAAII/HtJ6G8KrHqI/s72-c/Photo0604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-6228619711757406519</id><published>2008-12-11T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:36:10.333-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouchieeeee...'/><title type='text'>Nabilah Power Enter~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's snowing here in Korea with a temperature of below than 10 degrees celcius. It's the Winter season and I'm loving it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heckkk...&lt;/em&gt; how I &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; I can post on that! But here I am, in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bright sunny Singapore&lt;/span&gt; with the temperature of 31 degrees. 3 more weeks and I'm back in school. &lt;em&gt;NOOOOOO...&lt;/em&gt; I still haven't enjoy my holidays. This afternoon, Mom and Sis bought my school books after their trip to the hospital. Ordered MCdonalds and I'm &lt;strong&gt;hecka full~!&lt;/strong&gt; It's such a waste that I always throw a portion of my McSpicy burger cause I'm too full. I've shitted but I can still feel it coming even till now, which is approximately &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.00AM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was a great day. Taengoo and SHINee won an award respectively while DBSK won all three awards they were nominated for. Is that cool or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh btw, Mom's not working tml again... She's pestering me to follow her and go to the bank with her tml. I'm a lazybum, a lazy lazybum. I prefer to spend my weekdays at home, LOL. I don't mind going out on weekends cause there's practically NOTHING on TV. But on weekdays, there's cartoons and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of which, I'm currently in love with Danny Phantom &lt;em&gt;(whispers; He's a phantom! - if you're a danny phanton fan, you'll know what I mean). &lt;/em&gt;My time slot between &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5.30pm to 8pm&lt;/span&gt; is always in front of the TV. &lt;strong&gt;I have a date with TV-san.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.30pm-6.30pm ; Chinese sitcom-Let it shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7pm-7.30pm ; Danny Phantom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.30pm-8pm ; Malay sitcom-Bong &lt;em&gt;[i can't believe I'm watching it either...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From 6.30pm to 7pm, it's usually bath time for me. In case you're wondering why the hack am I telling you all these, well, probably because I have nothing to post on. Which clearly shows how bored I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now it's ranting time~!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can I not do my holiday assignments? To make it worse, there are all a stack of &lt;s&gt;Malay worksheets&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;em&gt;How boring...&lt;/em&gt; Will try to finish it by this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like they say, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Get it done and over with"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS; Congratulations to me for getting an Edusave. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;APPLAUSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm happy cause all my hard work is finally paying of and YEAH FOR MONEY... &lt;em&gt;but can I not go up on stage pls??? =.=" I'm a lazy bum.. a lazy lazy bum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-6228619711757406519?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6228619711757406519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=6228619711757406519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6228619711757406519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/6228619711757406519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/nabilah-power-enter.html' title='Nabilah Power Enter~!'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1489998986158779422</id><published>2008-11-29T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:55:00.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helppp meee'/><title type='text'>Just another update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm bored to death right now.&lt;/span&gt; I wish I can go out but &lt;u&gt;I'm a lazybum&lt;/u&gt;, yes I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating all these while. Main reason is that I'm lazy. I'm starting to miss school, not because of the studies but the fact that I have at least &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt; to do. A lot of things happened for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was hospitalised for a couple of days and yeah, none of us had enough sleep. And now that Mom's back, it's all back to normal. She's on a 2 weeks leave and I'm the only one at home. That means &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WORK, WORK, WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for me. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: I can only go out after Hari Raya Haji, since she'll be back to work. Kudos to both of us~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been addicted to Facebook these days, eversince my eldest sister introduced it to me. Well, it's more to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pet Society&lt;/span&gt; though. I love my Nobuta&lt;em&gt;[my pet's name],&lt;/em&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made a trip to Causeway Point yesterday to have lunch/dinner with Mom. I need to save &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;$40.90&lt;/span&gt; to buy it.. &lt;em&gt;argghhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work hard everyone~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/STFWL2ZHCGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1DqEjDRv8j0/s1600-h/Photo0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091400206944354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/STFWL2ZHCGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1DqEjDRv8j0/s320/Photo0528.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yum.. yum..&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/24819476-1489998986158779422?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1489998986158779422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1489998986158779422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1489998986158779422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1489998986158779422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-update.html' title='Just another update.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/STFWL2ZHCGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1DqEjDRv8j0/s72-c/Photo0528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8036043235525884097</id><published>2008-10-17T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:05:48.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EOY result'/><title type='text'>A trip down the memory lane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 more days&lt;/u&gt; before school ends~! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wweeeeeeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, there will still be the Secondary 3 Bridging Programme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least I won't be &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; this holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These days, after receiving my EOY results, I'm a bit &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;shaken&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anxious&lt;/span&gt; if I'm able to be promoted to Sec4. I did managed to get a &lt;strong&gt;few As&lt;/strong&gt; but it's outnumbered by the &lt;em&gt;amount of Cs&lt;/em&gt; I got. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shit right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whether I'll be promoted&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(I better be...~!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or retain&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(NO~!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it'll all be revealed on &lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;. I have a feeling my class position will drop. I'm disappointed in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like, after you fail in something, you promis&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do better and work harder for the next assignment or so. But I just &lt;u&gt;can't resist the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;temptation&lt;/span&gt; of playing the Internet&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;geezz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, I can't wait to reopen my new &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fanfic; Double Couple Trouble&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehe, it's a secret... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*evil laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had in mind what to do during the holidays, but due to my &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;laziness&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I'll be able to do it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;long time&lt;/span&gt; of not blogging, I'm starting to &lt;u&gt;forget&lt;/u&gt; how to text properly. So &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;excuse me&lt;/span&gt; if there's any typing error or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There aren't much things to blog on, so I'll end my post here. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8036043235525884097?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8036043235525884097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8036043235525884097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8036043235525884097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8036043235525884097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A trip down the memory lane.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-153783588802672630</id><published>2008-10-10T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:54:09.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ain&apos;t my destiny'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You make me restless, you make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like a fool, like a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I want to just laugh it off instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The closer I get to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Although I get more scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess I cannot stop this love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This words can express how I am feeling now. But why should I suffer if no one takes notice of it? It all comes down to one thing at the end of the day, Hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's &lt;u&gt;2.45am, 11 October 2008&lt;/u&gt;. Instead of &lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm writing this &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;nonsense&lt;/span&gt; out, in hope to get rid of these &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; and get on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hwaiting~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: The &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most random&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post I've ever posted. Will post &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt; events when I'm not lazy. =.="&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/24819476-153783588802672630?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/153783588802672630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=153783588802672630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/153783588802672630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/153783588802672630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8575957548497964092</id><published>2008-09-19T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:05:50.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reporting at 1am.'/><title type='text'>Comeback 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;오랜만이 그리워~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Long time no see, miss me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a month hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm finally back to blogging, not for long though since my EOY is about &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever wondered what I did during my hiatus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's mostly just;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Revisions for the &lt;u&gt;tons of tests&lt;/u&gt; just before the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surfing the Internet (e.g. forums, YouTube)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;singing practices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during my free time, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pathetic, much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the first time in my life, I &lt;em&gt;dragged&lt;/em&gt; my studying period till &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4am in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I'm surprised myself, hehe. Had to improve on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I flunk the tests in Term 3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Must improve~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A week before EOY and I'm still not studying.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know my post is gonna be &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;dull&lt;/span&gt; cause I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to write on, mainly the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; to my hiatus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A walk back home with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Narimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It seemed like &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ages since we last talked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm becoming more and more forgetful nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Attempted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to tell her the story of the queen incident in the movie &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4bia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I just can't seemed to remember the storyline and even if I did, I would have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trouble rephrasing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it since &lt;u&gt;Narimah's a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;doofus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and she wouldn't be able to understand my language neh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will end my post here. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8575957548497964092?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8575957548497964092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8575957548497964092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8575957548497964092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8575957548497964092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/09/comeback-2008.html' title='Comeback 2008.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1673883053258491797</id><published>2008-08-13T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:34:58.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an unforgettable terrifying experience'/><title type='text'>Stucked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's a saying that goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"One minute you can be laughing, the next minute you are crying"&lt;/span&gt; or vise versa,&lt;br /&gt;it is indeed true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing interesting happened in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a mind-mapping course after school. I'm sorry but I &lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt; see a progress in myself, neither do I see it in &lt;u&gt;others&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor was speaking in a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;very strong accent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that somehow irritated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that there were some &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; going around with Riduan and the gang. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cam-whored&lt;/span&gt;, with &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Zuliana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the pictures after I receive all the pictures from Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MC King&amp;amp;Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; good contestants and they really caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emphasize&lt;/em&gt; the word; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;while some of them were quite ___________.&lt;br /&gt;But still, a &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;round of applause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for them, cause I mean, I don't think I have the &lt;u&gt;courage&lt;/u&gt; to even talk in front of an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to walk home with Narimah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;[Not like I'm desperate for it or something..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bubble tea&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a walk back home wif someone&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bad happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUCKED&lt;/span&gt; in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think it's nothing or whatsoever, but it &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;affected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6.55pm, I alighted the lift then all of a sudden, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOOMMMM~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift got stuck and the numbers that kept blinking were 1 and 12.&lt;br /&gt;Being paranoid, I kept pressing the bell and shouted "HELP~!" soooooo many times but to no avail. Bad thoughts were going through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slightly &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;claustrophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tightly&lt;/span&gt; on the handle.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I remembered the first time I got stucked in the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mischievious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at that time so I kept pressing the 'Open' button repeatedly while it was moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift opened and there was &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a block of hard rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in front of us. That was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terrifying&lt;/span&gt; enough for me. But the incident today just made things worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;30 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of being stuck in the lift ain't relaxing, especially since you're alone. Finally got some help from a chinese man. Thank you ne~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you Eomeoni and Unnie~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the experience, I am so &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; gonna take the elevator &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; M&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y life just &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;flashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by my eyes. LOL. How &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ironic&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's some random pictures that was taken within a week ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL64P7uTyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ilYJ3iMrZAM/s1600-h/Photo0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021561214586658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL64P7uTyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ilYJ3iMrZAM/s320/Photo0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xefW19I/AAAAAAAAAEs/OKJv_OpFzSs/s1600-h/Photo0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021444863055826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xefW19I/AAAAAAAAAEs/OKJv_OpFzSs/s320/Photo0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xdpb03I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BTgTBOxg2xk/s1600-h/Photo0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021444636889970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xdpb03I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BTgTBOxg2xk/s320/Photo0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xmVpxjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3gKoJtUOBAM/s1600-h/Photo0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021446969837106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xmVpxjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3gKoJtUOBAM/s320/Photo0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xvg9iMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BF1sM5WHbFk/s1600-h/Photo0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021449433188546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6xvg9iMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BF1sM5WHbFk/s320/Photo0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6x1HpYaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XvwXBvkMfpQ/s1600-h/Photo0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234021450937622946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL6x1HpYaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XvwXBvkMfpQ/s320/Photo0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1673883053258491797?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1673883053258491797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1673883053258491797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1673883053258491797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1673883053258491797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/08/stucked.html' title='Stucked'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SKL64P7uTyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ilYJ3iMrZAM/s72-c/Photo0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5471581679747088917</id><published>2008-08-08T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:09:51.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 days break'/><title type='text'>Double date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th August 2008,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;08/08/08.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to watch the Opening Act for the Beijing Olympics 2008. It's the first time this event is being carried out in Asia, China to be specific. Though it's a worldwide celebration, there's also another event that we Singaporeans should be excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;NATIONAL DAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th August 2008, 09/08/08.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the only parts I'm anticipating are the &lt;u&gt;fireworks display&lt;/u&gt; and the &lt;u&gt;Black Knights&lt;/u&gt; (I dunno what it's called but it's the 5 jets thingy...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of this year's song, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;Shine for Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. It's soothing and nice to listen to &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my opinion, I would prefer if the song is more &lt;u&gt;upbeat&lt;/u&gt; so that people can dance along. I like &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Reach Out for the Sky'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; best, maybe because &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Taufik Batisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was involved. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, went to school slightly later than usual today. On the way to school, I saw Ms Ng since she lives near me. I always &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hesistant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to whether I should greet her or not. There's always moments where we would stand &lt;u&gt;2 metres away&lt;/u&gt; at the traffic light. She's always listening to her MP3. Besides, it will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; right if I greet her but she just walk away, since she didn't hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to sit &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;directly&lt;/span&gt; in front during the parade. I was like &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHAT?!!".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's seriously damn near to the parade event. It's like the VIP seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Day Parade was okay but it would be better if they had &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Haha, &lt;em&gt;not gonna happen~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the NE Library instead of our classroom since our projector is spoilt. It's always spoilt. But I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the fact that it's spoilt since we get to go to different rooms in the school just to use the projector. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;[LOVE THE AIRCON~! &lt;333]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drew a few artworks on my hand during the lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232048955502670658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv4zfAws0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/eE841gPBzcQ/s320/Photo0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;Pretty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;neat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The concert was pretty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,0)"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;since there's only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;item prepared. During Mr Chan's speech, I doodled something on a piece of paper I was holding on to. It was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;marvellous&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;until Jessica made it worse. Jk~! Jk~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv9IkJJUKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/H0H6bY97QBI/s1600-h/Photo0352-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232053715703779490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv9IkJJUKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/H0H6bY97QBI/s320/Photo0352-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Jessica's; Orange&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Mine; Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Oh. Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Han Kyung-shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;for the torch-bearing moment. He passed it to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Jet Li's martial art mentor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;How cool is that? =.="&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Once again,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy National Day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;my fellow Singaporeans~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv_F2-OokI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5i27bBkdDcY/s1600-h/Photo0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232055868241912386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv_F2-OokI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5i27bBkdDcY/s320/Photo0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv_F_6dLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/--7qa8K82vI/s1600-h/Photo0232-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232055870642007058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv_F_6dLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/--7qa8K82vI/s320/Photo0232-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt; meets the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You, Narimah-shi~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5471581679747088917?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5471581679747088917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5471581679747088917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5471581679747088917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5471581679747088917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/08/double-date.html' title='Double date'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJv4zfAws0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/eE841gPBzcQ/s72-c/Photo0351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4537319472070440957</id><published>2008-07-29T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:21.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>KL Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still &lt;u&gt;alive and kicking&lt;/u&gt;. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a 10-days hiatus from blogging. I've been rather lazy to blog these days. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, here's something I would like to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KL Trip (26/7-27/7) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bus trip from Singapore to Malaysia took about &lt;u&gt;4-5 hours&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Sheesh~!&lt;/em&gt; Even as I'm typing here, I can still remember how &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt; it was to sit for 5 straight hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I won't post on the detailed event of the KL Trip. I don't know if the streets of KL are usually like that or what, but I'm &lt;u&gt;not liking the atmosphere&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The only fun part of the trip is the hotel room and the shopping. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the night of 26/7, I heard there was a &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;robbery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the convenient store just in front of the hotel we're stayed in. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A teenager threw a rock at the door of the store while he was on the bike with another man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;How messed up. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arrived the &lt;u&gt;fertile land of Singapore&lt;/u&gt; at about 6+pm. This trip just made me love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; more. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN-1L2B_I/AAAAAAAAADc/1q4JZyBrLaI/s1600-h/100_5778.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228694540456953842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN-1L2B_I/AAAAAAAAADc/1q4JZyBrLaI/s320/100_5778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_H1WuUI/AAAAAAAAADk/tgRr3OSS-d4/s1600-h/100_5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228694545462901058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_H1WuUI/AAAAAAAAADk/tgRr3OSS-d4/s320/100_5707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_tv053I/AAAAAAAAADs/5B_lbt1Sv1o/s1600-h/SideView.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228694555640260466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_tv053I/AAAAAAAAADs/5B_lbt1Sv1o/s320/SideView.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_onu5OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kl6fQsJlto0/s1600-h/BubbleGum.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228694554264134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN_onu5OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kl6fQsJlto0/s320/BubbleGum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANBt8cSxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/keWkB32VpJc/s1600-h/100_5682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228693490541284114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANBt8cSxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/keWkB32VpJc/s320/100_5682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANCA_8KxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-5Uvyq-1fLM/s1600-h/100_5705.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228693495656229650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANCA_8KxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-5Uvyq-1fLM/s320/100_5705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANCtyJeqI/AAAAAAAAADE/ghu23-zlJcc/s1600-h/100_5726.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228693507677977250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANCtyJeqI/AAAAAAAAADE/ghu23-zlJcc/s320/100_5726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANC-0XZJI/AAAAAAAAADM/_ydcXliaRqc/s1600-h/100_5754.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228693512250680466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANC-0XZJI/AAAAAAAAADM/_ydcXliaRqc/s320/100_5754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANDAO6fAI/AAAAAAAAADU/mWVXh0IMw4M/s1600-h/100_5760.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228693512630467586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJANDAO6fAI/AAAAAAAAADU/mWVXh0IMw4M/s320/100_5760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALDYDxcbI/AAAAAAAAACM/b7jjOKOJaM4/s1600-h/100_5576.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691320002933170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALDYDxcbI/AAAAAAAAACM/b7jjOKOJaM4/s320/100_5576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALD-HgdoI/AAAAAAAAACU/GbqRQCmVbPw/s1600-h/100_5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691330219144834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALD-HgdoI/AAAAAAAAACU/GbqRQCmVbPw/s320/100_5569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEYscLDI/AAAAAAAAACc/6RSxiCmfePk/s1600-h/100_5575.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691337353374770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEYscLDI/AAAAAAAAACc/6RSxiCmfePk/s320/100_5575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEnDCaMI/AAAAAAAAACk/7XjydnfbbZE/s1600-h/100_5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691341206251714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEnDCaMI/AAAAAAAAACk/7XjydnfbbZE/s320/100_5624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEwyG7fI/AAAAAAAAACs/rXfMCUhvrdc/s1600-h/100_5701.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228691343819599346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJALEwyG7fI/AAAAAAAAACs/rXfMCUhvrdc/s320/100_5701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You might not understand how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Correction;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You DON'T understand how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Try being me and feel how depressed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm not one who show her feelings easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's hard to keep it in even if you want it badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I regretted doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Watching you guys do it, makes me feel left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You assume that I'm choosey.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my type.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The only reason I broke down is because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4537319472070440957?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4537319472070440957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4537319472070440957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4537319472070440957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4537319472070440957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/kl-trip.html' title='KL Trip'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SJAN-1L2B_I/AAAAAAAAADc/1q4JZyBrLaI/s72-c/100_5778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7423334372477378529</id><published>2008-07-19T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:21.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225454414428487666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SISLGrIBv_I/AAAAAAAAACE/x6ezKTkfgl0/s320/100_5486-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 July 2008;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY ZESTY~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, someone turned &lt;u&gt;21 yrs old &lt;/u&gt;in this house. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;OLD LADY~!&lt;/span&gt; Have you got your &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt; that you've been &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yearning&lt;/span&gt; for for years? I hope you have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;great future ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and let's work towards our target &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~! This is like the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;shortest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; birthday post ever on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PS: &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; should be glad that I save a post for your birthday wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siti Zuraidah Binte Mohamed Said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7423334372477378529?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7423334372477378529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7423334372477378529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7423334372477378529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7423334372477378529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday~!'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SISLGrIBv_I/AAAAAAAAACE/x6ezKTkfgl0/s72-c/100_5486-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-7296773995480604942</id><published>2008-07-18T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:21.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity bazaar'/><title type='text'>Summary~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charity Bazaar ain't that exciting as I imagined it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The booth was &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;packed&lt;/em&gt; so me and Jessica just walked around the area. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fathur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amirul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; became the &lt;u&gt;scapegoats&lt;/u&gt; for the 'Smash Him' game. They had to stand in the middle of the parade square and have the players to throw the sponge filled with flour at them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pity them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;u&gt;unexpected visit&lt;/u&gt; from my sister, Kak Mina aka Misaki-chan, during the Charity Bazaar. She arrived with Naimah and her mother. I became a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;short 10-minute tour guide&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for them while Jessica was gone to accompany her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cleaning up of the booth is so much fun than the event itself. LOL. Mr Tay chatted with us, or should I say &lt;em&gt;'lecture'&lt;/em&gt; us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amirul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who helped &lt;u&gt;3 Integrity&lt;/u&gt; run the stall and clean up the mess after the event, even though he's from &lt;u&gt;3 Enterprise&lt;/u&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cheng Lip, aka Kuchibiru,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on MSN now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation are always &lt;u&gt;random&lt;/u&gt; comments about each other. I have screen caps of our conversation. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc4QHw9cI/AAAAAAAAABc/UblYkHkigtg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348057963918786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc4QHw9cI/AAAAAAAAABc/UblYkHkigtg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc48teLmI/AAAAAAAAABk/e7goPbRnLcc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348069933231714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc48teLmI/AAAAAAAAABk/e7goPbRnLcc/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc5FmG5bI/AAAAAAAAABs/_BWEbTsU-hM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224348072318264754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc5FmG5bI/AAAAAAAAABs/_BWEbTsU-hM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know, I'm just testing my blogger thingy. In the end, Kuchibiru-san gave up and went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;offline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The power of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siti Nabilah Bte Mohamed Said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Random stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Real Name: Siti Nabilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Signature Name: Nab1lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Japanese Name: 久美子 [Kumiko]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Korean Name: 나비라 [Nabila]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Random, much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-7296773995480604942?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7296773995480604942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=7296773995480604942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7296773995480604942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/7296773995480604942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/summary.html' title='Summary~!'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SICc4QHw9cI/AAAAAAAAABc/UblYkHkigtg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-8547639615458271655</id><published>2008-07-17T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:22.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malay project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity bazaar'/><title type='text'>Fun &amp; Laughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY ME~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, a load &lt;em&gt;off &lt;/em&gt;my shoulder. I've presented my Malay project early this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It went pretty well except for the fact that my voice was a &lt;em&gt;little bit soft&lt;/em&gt;. Demo, I have &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Stage Fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; that my voice is &lt;strong&gt;sooo&lt;/strong&gt; much softer compared to when I normally talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was too happy that I nearly knocked into &lt;em&gt;Imran&lt;/em&gt; outside of class. LOL. Gee, you can't blame my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hyperness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just realised how much I love PE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the only period where I can really be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No need to use our brain cells &lt;em&gt;(it's precious, all right!).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We played soccer today. Mr Taufik decided to &lt;em&gt;'torture'&lt;/em&gt; us with some head drills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what it's called but it's when you &lt;u&gt;dribble the ball with your forehead&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(I don't think 'dribble' is the correct word. LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We weren't that good in soccer so there was &lt;u&gt;chaos everywhere&lt;/u&gt;. Our dear vice-chairman, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, kicked the ball &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;school compound&lt;/span&gt;. We had a good laugh over that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the score for the overall soccer match was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2-2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later in the evening at approximately 6.45pm, I had nothing to do. My sister was sleeping like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dead log&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and there was nothing on TV. So a &lt;em&gt;mischievious idea&lt;/em&gt; popped out in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I drew several pictures on her leg and guess what? She's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dead asleep. I even left my name on her foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took a couple of pictures of my another one of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WONDERFUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SH9IUmvcWWI/AAAAAAAAABE/3ptKhU7-QDY/s1600-h/Photo0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223973611607185762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SH9IUmvcWWI/AAAAAAAAABE/3ptKhU7-QDY/s320/Photo0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SH9IUrZQdSI/AAAAAAAAABM/2Knx9mzAOjk/s1600-h/Photo0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223973612856309026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SH9IUrZQdSI/AAAAAAAAABM/2Knx9mzAOjk/s320/Photo0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Charity Bazaar will be held tomorrow. It's like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;superduper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fast. I didn't even realize that Charity Bazaar was this week. And Racial Harmony is next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;contribute much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to the Charity Bazaar event. But I hope I'll make it up by doing my part as a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cashier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Integrity~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-8547639615458271655?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8547639615458271655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=8547639615458271655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8547639615458271655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/8547639615458271655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-laughter.html' title='Fun &amp; Laughter.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SH9IUmvcWWI/AAAAAAAAABE/3ptKhU7-QDY/s72-c/Photo0182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5582607178012871767</id><published>2008-07-11T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:22.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standing broad jump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giro-moment'/><title type='text'>Thank Goodness It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday, 11 July 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm loving Fridays especially because it's the end of school days for the week. Furthermore, there are &lt;u&gt;only 3 lessons and 4 periods&lt;/u&gt; for the day, excluding CCD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These days, A Math lessons have been &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;very very&lt;/span&gt; exciting. Probably because we are given &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for every right answers. LOL. And of course, I understand what Ms Ng was teaching. On the other hand, POA is really getting &lt;u&gt;harder and harder&lt;/u&gt;. The test we took this morning was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I can't even tell the difference between &lt;strong&gt;General Ledger&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;General Journal&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I'm more than ready to accept the fact that I'll &lt;em&gt;fail this test&lt;/em&gt;. Not that I want to. I'll try &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doubly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hard for the next test &lt;em&gt;ne~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At around 5pm, me and my sister followed my mother to go to my grandma's place. It has been a &lt;u&gt;long time&lt;/u&gt; since I last went there, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bad grandchild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Normally I would just shut up and watch TV but today, it was a different experience. I somehow managed to &lt;em&gt;'interact'&lt;/em&gt; with the others. LOL! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;excuse my randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Btw, thank you &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N a r i m a h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for treating me bubble tea, although the event that I imagined was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different. I wonder what happened to our &lt;em&gt;study plan&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It seemed like we're busy with our own things. Hhmmm... It's been quite time since I last hang out with you and Hana. =.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;once again, excuse my randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh! We also had try-outs for &lt;u&gt;standing broad jump&lt;/u&gt; yesterday. Trust me, I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at it. I fell &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; times while jumping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; and fell on my kness, like any normal fall is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; but this time, I landed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;flat on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; and fell on my knees. To make it worse, i skidded &lt;u&gt;ON&lt;/u&gt; the mat itself. It was &lt;strong&gt;drizzling&lt;/strong&gt; that time and there was a wet puddle in front of me. My hands reached out for the puddle which somehow made me &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;stop skidding&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nasruddin just have to make a random comment about my 2nd fall.                                            &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"You're supposed to measure how far you jump, not your height!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One word to explain my experience, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Short post for the day. I'll end this post with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SHdwnua9kwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HPYVaNpQPos/s1600-h/Photo0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221766120737706754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SHdwnua9kwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HPYVaNpQPos/s320/Photo0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5582607178012871767?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5582607178012871767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5582607178012871767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5582607178012871767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5582607178012871767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-goodness-its-friday.html' title='Thank Goodness It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SHdwnua9kwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HPYVaNpQPos/s72-c/Photo0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4259517858403386101</id><published>2008-07-09T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:49:08.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health check'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><title type='text'>Tuesday asa~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We spent almost all of our lessons out of class. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE IT~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MT Room&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;3respect classroom&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AVA Room&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Physics Lab&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Geog Room&lt;/span&gt; and back to our very own &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3 integrity classroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. I know, I do get excited over small little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yay me~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;( Influenced by London Tipton =.=" )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had our health check after school at 2.15pm. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So instead of going home and continuing my schedule for the day, I had to stay back in school for an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Reason, you may ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, me and Jessica were the last one to go. In that one hour, we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;'interacted'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with quite a number of people in school. Took a picture of &lt;em&gt;Jessica&lt;/em&gt; trying to escape to the rooftop by climbing the ladder. Due to her actions, we realised that the ladder was &lt;u&gt;slanted to one side&lt;/u&gt; when we walked passed it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, BTW. I remembered one particular conversation with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vice Principal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VP: Why do I smell a nice scent around this area?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Exchange glances; do you feel the intense situation here?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: Oh, it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VP: Oh, just now you sprayed on yourself right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me: Nope, it's my natural odour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. Never did I expected my &lt;em&gt;first, no,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;second&lt;/strong&gt; conversation with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vice Principal&lt;/span&gt; to be like that. The first time was when I got confronted by her for.. wait, I kind of &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what I got scolded for. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of forgetfulness, guess &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;LOST my ez-link card&lt;/u&gt;. Sheesh~! Spent a few days trying to find it. I even cleared my wardrobe for it. Do you see the seriousness in this matter? I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RARELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, repeat &lt;em&gt;RARELY&lt;/em&gt;, clean up my wardrobe. I don't know why but I've been rather forgetful lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a call from my mother and she told me that someone found my ez-link and returned it to &lt;em&gt;i-dunno-where&lt;/em&gt;. Will be getting my ez-link back in a few weeks time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you stranger~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay me~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone owe me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HONEYDEW MILKSHAKE BUBBLETEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt; Thursday, it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Jealousy will get you nowhere."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It sure does lead me to nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm stuck with an annoying side of me within myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It sucked that I like to keep things within an area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The problem lies within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know this is random but, I'm craving for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;DURIANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4259517858403386101?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4259517858403386101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4259517858403386101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4259517858403386101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4259517858403386101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday asa~!'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2651225832543886692</id><published>2008-07-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:22.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saliva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>highlights of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my dreams came true. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4th July 2008, 14 girls, one stage, every man's fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside stuff ne.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much happened today, except for the fact that we got scolded by Ms Chala for a period which is about 45 minutes. The China pupils were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the back. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the pupil actually presented me a keychain gift.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why is it that everyone's giving the 5 Chinese characters that's starring in the Olypics 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I remembered Jia Hui saying that he's 17 yrs old. I'm guessing he's in the airplane now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another highlight of the day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s saliva landed on my finger. My eyes twitched as I gazed at the unusual sight. LOL. &lt;em&gt;That was a first&lt;/em&gt;. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to use another backpack for the moment since my current backpack is being attacked by ants. Yes, &lt;em&gt;you heard it right&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ants. Those irksome ants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was drinking my bubble tea when some of it dropped onto my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I forgot to &lt;em&gt;wash&lt;/em&gt; the bag. LOL. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Blame my forgetfulness&lt;/span&gt;. I've been losing things these days. For example, watch. &lt;em&gt;ahah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you believe it? I misplaced my watch for several times now, but I always got it back. Clearly shows how both me and my watch are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be together. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last but not least, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I managed to do my a math homework after several tries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Yay me~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Found this chain that I've kept for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;several years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGudrIWalzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b5qCYktjs2o/s1600-h/Photo0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218437957540288306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGudrIWalzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b5qCYktjs2o/s320/Photo0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2651225832543886692?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2651225832543886692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2651225832543886692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2651225832543886692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2651225832543886692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/07/highlights-of-day.html' title='highlights of the day.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGudrIWalzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b5qCYktjs2o/s72-c/Photo0124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2557374909277424405</id><published>2008-06-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:01:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>┏━━┓┏━━┓┏━━┓┏★━┓┗☆┓┃┃☆┓┃┃☆┓┃┃┏┓┃┏━┛┃┃┃┃┃┃┃┃┃┃┗┛☆rules!┃┏☆┛┃┃┃┃┃┃☆┃┃┏┓┃┃┗━┓┃┗★┃┃┗┛┃┃★┛┃★━━┛┗━━┛┗━━┛┗━━┛﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2557374909277424405?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2557374909277424405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2557374909277424405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2557374909277424405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2557374909277424405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/06/rules.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-2877779429685485470</id><published>2008-06-19T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:22.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15, still young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19 June 1993, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;07:55am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;Kandang Kerbau Hospital.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was told by my mother that after sending my sisters to my neighbour's house, she felt her water pipe burst. That was when she was rushed to the hospital. My father was then a sailor while my mother has been working for the same company for a solid 25 years, and she's still sticking to it. &lt;u&gt;Thank you. Thank you for bringing me to this world.&lt;/u&gt; I'll continue doing my best and make them proud. For my 15th birthday, I have set aside a few goals that I want to achieve. One of them is to &lt;u&gt;save my money&lt;/u&gt; until I reach a certain target. I want to pay all the debts my parents owe and support them as they age &lt;em&gt;together with my siblings&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder how parents take care of their children. I wonder if any of us would be able to support our parents when they grow old. Just yesterday I went to the grocery store, I witness a mother saying vulgarities to her children, who look like they're &lt;em&gt;freaking 3-yr-old and 5-yr-old kids&lt;/em&gt;, and hitting them in public. I mean, I don't remember my parents scolding vulgarities on me when I was still young. Where is &lt;strong&gt;j u s t i c e&lt;/strong&gt;?!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, enough of these mushy-mushy talks. Sheesh~, I hate it. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;19 June 2008, back to the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once you turn 15, what will 15-yr old Singaporeans do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make IC &lt;em&gt;lah~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the first time, I travelled alone to the destination. I know, I'm &lt;em&gt;pathetic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I didn't know there were so many June babies. haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following that, my mother and I went to Changi Airport to have our lunch. The highlight of this trip is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S w e n s e n s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I treat her to it! haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;The waiter was showing my mother the receipt, hoping that she will throw some cash into the book but when I held out the $50 note from my purse, she let out a giggle. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;[A/N: I don't get how that is funny]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the wonderful present you gave me and beign the first person to wish me, be it in Friendster or by SMS. It's strange how we never really talked when we're primary 6 to secondary 2. It was in &lt;u&gt;Secondary 3&lt;/u&gt; when we spend more time knowing about one another. Let's just hope this friendship will &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blossom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, well at least for another year. haha~ kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for those who wished me 'Happy Birthday!' Your thought is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGSOlluQIHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zEpOIFvT5EM/s1600-h/Nab1lah+junior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216451044834287730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGSOlluQIHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zEpOIFvT5EM/s320/Nab1lah+junior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-2877779429685485470?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2877779429685485470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=2877779429685485470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2877779429685485470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/2877779429685485470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-still-young.html' title='15, still young.'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SGSOlluQIHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zEpOIFvT5EM/s72-c/Nab1lah+junior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-3262830147808996947</id><published>2008-05-27T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:23.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing outcome'/><title type='text'>Mission accomplished, babo xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a &lt;strong&gt;summer time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's &lt;em&gt;summer all-year long&lt;/em&gt; in Singapore. How I wish Singapore was a &lt;u&gt;4-season country&lt;/u&gt; like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Korea&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday, I'm practically doing nothing except for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lazing around&lt;/span&gt; and doing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;housechores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I do housechores! Simply because I'm a good girl ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was superduper bored until I decided to sew my torn EVG socks. Is it just me or does EVG socks gets easily torn? It seemed like &lt;u&gt;2 pairs&lt;/u&gt; of my previous EVG got torn. &lt;strong&gt;Poor quality&lt;/strong&gt;, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wonderful artpiece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJlToKscI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zgU3cNTqAIQ/s1600-h/Photo0130-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256912094540226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJlToKscI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zgU3cNTqAIQ/s320/Photo0130-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJljoKsdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5yoYbhEA9qw/s1600-h/Photo0131-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256916389507538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJljoKsdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5yoYbhEA9qw/s320/Photo0131-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;See the difference? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJljoKseI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uYteWIM3haU/s1600-h/Photo0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256916389507554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJljoKseI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uYteWIM3haU/s320/Photo0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you guys look at the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After picture&lt;/span&gt; closely, you'll notice that the length of the sock kind of &lt;em&gt;shorten&lt;/em&gt;. Thus it may look like an &lt;strong&gt;ankle sock&lt;/strong&gt;. So anyone who wants to wear an EVG ankle sock to school, you may wanna consider this method &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[which should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;be the case]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Or you may wanna call &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1900-112-XXXX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;u&gt;President-of-Nab1lah-fanclub&lt;/u&gt;, or should I say &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Narimah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, will attend to you. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Special thanks to my sister, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Misaki-chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, for willingly agree to become the model for the magnificent artpiece of the Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What should I do during this holiday ne..?&lt;/span&gt; Had dance practice yesterday. Well, not really a &lt;em&gt;dance practice&lt;/em&gt; but a &lt;em&gt;dance session&lt;/em&gt;. Had nothing to do so I danced to any song. Kak Mina also taught me how to dance &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;X-Dame&lt;/span&gt;. Had a hard time doing the pointing sequence, but we strived hard and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;YATTA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Short post for the day, since the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;President-of-Nab1lah-fanclub&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; insisted on me updating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eebabo!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: I updated, and it's no one's birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-3262830147808996947?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3262830147808996947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=3262830147808996947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3262830147808996947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/3262830147808996947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/05/mission-accomplished-babo-xd.html' title='Mission accomplished, babo xD'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDzJlToKscI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zgU3cNTqAIQ/s72-c/Photo0130-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-4857248853513903835</id><published>2008-05-22T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T09:51:33.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 integrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='48th birthday'/><title type='text'>3 Integrity JJANG!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Belated 48th Birthday MAMA!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;48 years ago, another baby was born on &lt;strong&gt;21 May&lt;/strong&gt;. She was destined to spend the rest of her life with her life partner at the age of 25. Not too long after that, she gave birth to 3 daughters with an age difference of 3 years for all 3 siblings. Of course, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;last daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is adorably cute and unresistable. &lt;em&gt;ehemm..&lt;/em&gt; Back to the point, giving birth to the 3 of us is a tough job ne. &lt;u&gt;Let alone showering us with lots of love and care.&lt;/u&gt; Thank you for all the wonderful things you've given us for the past years. Thank you ne. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS 3 INTEGRITY!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 Integrity, class of 2008 and 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Interclass Netball girls did great from the beginning to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eventhough Integrity got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;second place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I discovered something. Our girls seemed to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by these netball matches. We managed to work together and those who never really spoke in class did their part in these matches, be it the &lt;em&gt;supporters&lt;/em&gt; or the &lt;em&gt;players&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm quite happy and satisfied that we got the 2nd place. Last year, I only played for 2 matches which is the semi-finals and finals. This year, I get to play for all the matches. &lt;em&gt;We really united from the beginning to the end ne, with all the cheers and 'woshes' we made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lady Luck was on our side on Tuesday, we won all &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 matches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today however, we were supposed to have a match with Thinking but they walked over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The match with Aspire was really tough. I was expecting a match with Achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe like &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; said, it's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yamada VS Yamaki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; match. hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I was saying, there seemed to be some &lt;u&gt;misunderstandings&lt;/u&gt; on court. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, I don't wish to elaborate on this meaningless topic. I'm just glad that we did our very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kanasai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jessica JJANG!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eventhough you were sick, you managed to play the 2 tough matches between Respect and Aspire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jessica WANSUI!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get well soon ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Integrity Netball girls, I believe we did great. Let's celebrate our winning during the holidays. Lol~ and I'm sure the Soccer boys did great too ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTEGRITY JIAYOUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's do our best in the next interclass game ne? &lt;em&gt;Next year perhaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or maybe the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHARITY BAZAAR 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fiona&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for giving me the early birthday present. I can't believe I'm &lt;em&gt;turning 15 in a few weeks time&lt;/em&gt;. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-4857248853513903835?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4857248853513903835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=4857248853513903835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4857248853513903835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/4857248853513903835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-integrity-jjang.html' title='3 Integrity JJANG!~'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-1679691610911002188</id><published>2008-05-19T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:28:23.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th birthday'/><title type='text'>Tanjoubi Omedetou!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY KAK MINA(misaki-chan)!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May all your wishes come true. Make sure you treasure your Poly life for the next 3 years or so. Remember to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring me along with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you visit Japan in time to come. =.=" Lastly, go and get yourself a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you're LEGALLY 18. lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned above, today was Kak Mina's birthday, or should I say Misaki-chan's since she prefers to be called in that name. It was unexpectedly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at Swensens, &lt;em&gt;Kakak's treat that is&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the clock strikes 12am on 19 May 2008, I immediately gave her the present that I've hidden it for 2 days in the cupboard. Lol~ That just goes to show how lovely and caring sister I am ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Short post for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDQav6SA-XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YnfUZjZ5Jm8/s1600-h/Picture0014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202812879920757106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDQav6SA-XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YnfUZjZ5Jm8/s320/Picture0014-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Interclass Games and I'm not &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; ready for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET'S GO 3 INTEGRITY!!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-1679691610911002188?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1679691610911002188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=1679691610911002188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1679691610911002188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/1679691610911002188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/05/tanjoubi-omedetou.html' title='Tanjoubi Omedetou!~'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WEH4dd0aOLw/SDQav6SA-XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YnfUZjZ5Jm8/s72-c/Picture0014-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5067138581645048452</id><published>2008-05-16T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:25:48.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Crappy Emotional Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever felt upset about a certain situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt disappointed about the outcome of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever regretted your actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever try to even correct your mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking, "why the hack am i being so &lt;em&gt;emo&lt;/em&gt; all of a sudden?". Well, lately I've just received my MYE results. Trust me, the results aren't that &lt;strong&gt;satisfying&lt;/strong&gt;. I failed XXX subjects and if I were to pass, it would only be a few marks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst subject result for me would be &lt;strong&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt;. It sucked to only achieve &lt;em&gt;a single-digit mark&lt;/em&gt; when you've put all your effort into doing it. This would be the second time I received a single-digit mark for MYE Paper. The first time was last year's Malay paper. I remembered scoring 9/60 for that paper. Actually all the Express students except for Nani failed the paper. After working hard, I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; managed to score for my Malay paper and get A2! From &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U/F9 to A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you imagine how happy I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, &lt;strong&gt;"if I could overcome the Malay paper and improved on it, why not this?".&lt;/strong&gt; I'm setting a target for Social Studies. Grade Cs or Bs would be enough for me. Do guide me along! Onagaishimasu!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first received the paper, I didn't dare to look at it. Unknowingly, tears slowly streamed down my cheeks for the &lt;em&gt;whole 40 minutes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't crying because I failed&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(partly the reason too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but because I was disappointed with myself that I wasn't able to even score the structured essay section. It sucked, not the subject but my mistakes! Mr Sam Soo's comment really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I can see that you have put in a lot of effort. Just that you have misinterprete the sources. Don't worry, I will help you rectify this weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who cared. Let this be a lesson to all of us. lol =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I've been interested in games lately. So what other great ways are they to share the links with you guys. Actually, this just goes to show how bored I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/sushi-go-round/en/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.miniclip.com/games/sushi-go-round/en/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/bug-on-a-wire/en/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.miniclip.com/games/bug-on-a-wire/en/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maggiemarket.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.maggiemarket.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (like Kelly Ong recommended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Saeng il chuk ham ni da &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/span&gt;! Happy 19th/20th Birthday!~&lt;/strong&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/24819476-5067138581645048452?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5067138581645048452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5067138581645048452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5067138581645048452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5067138581645048452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/05/crappy-emotional-post.html' title='Crappy Emotional Post'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-5827246020136231059</id><published>2008-05-14T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:13:49.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MYE'/><title type='text'>Comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year and 4 months.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, that sure was a long break. I guess now I'm back to blogging, or not. Since exams are over, I thought "Why not update your abandoned blog?". However it seemed like everytime I go online, I would surf the Net for the first hour checking forums, watch videos or so. I guess I'm back to blog and let's just hope that the enthusiasm last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thank you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NARIMAH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for editting my blog. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[..and becoming the President of my fanclub =.="]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE Exams are OVER!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During the exam period, I just realised how important it was to study/revise wayyyy before exam arrives. Well, I'm sure most of us would study last-minute. And it seemed to be the only way for me to study since I can't remember 7 subjects over a long period. &lt;em&gt;Too much&lt;/em&gt; space taking up in my memory brain. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results for MYE weren't that satisfying either. So far, I've failed &lt;em&gt;XXX&lt;/em&gt; subjects. Well, just hoping that Social Studies&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(NOT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and English ain't that devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. Doumo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: How's that for the first post of 2008?Narimah, I told you I can't blog!!! ^-^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-5827246020136231059?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5827246020136231059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=5827246020136231059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5827246020136231059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/5827246020136231059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2008/05/comeback.html' title='Comeback'/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-116904427795010146</id><published>2007-01-17T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:26:19.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Basically, today was a normal day like any other days.Went to school and reached a little late.Everything went fine throughout the lesson.First 2 periods were Home Econs and I didn't get to cook as I forgot to bring my container.It's full of crap and shit as those who never bring the cloth gets to cook while those(&lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt;!) who never bring the 'tapawe' have to sit in front of class and do nothing.Marc,Asyraf,Hayle and I were the only ones who were punished.'Punished' ain't really the word lah..And the worse part of all, we had to clean the unit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spotless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We didn't cook so why should we clean the stove?..After recess was Science...2 periods of science to be precise..It was super boring as I don't understand what the teacher is trying to teach us.She kept coming to the same point again and again..But the fun part was that we argued with her about the 'One Voice' policy and changed it to zero voice..which means that no one is to talk not even the teacher..wouldn't that be nice?hehe..after school, went to staff room to do some art work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3.20pm, netball training starts.I'm quite nervous about the Netball tournament that will be taking place on Monday.We will be playing against Serangoon Sec.Well that sounds rather promising..I hope we win and take a step in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-116904427795010146?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/116904427795010146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=116904427795010146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/116904427795010146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/116904427795010146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2007/01/basically-today-was-normal-day-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-116895769344030225</id><published>2007-01-16T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T06:28:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back after 6 months..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the past 3 weeks since school reopens, I've been trying to make more friends and interact with my last year's Sec 1 friends.For the first time we saw each other, we felt so different as it was quite a long time since we met.During the Nov/Dec school holidays, I spent most of my time in school for Netballl practices.There were also times where there were friendly matches arranged by Mrs Tan or the coach.Through the matches, I can feel myself slowly improving step by step but there were also times where my ball passes were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt; crappy.I sooo need to improve my way of playing Netball.Speaking of which, there will be a Netball North-Zonal Competition.The schools that we are gonna go against are super-good.Despite their strength, we are so not gonna lose to them(I hope!) and gonna strive for the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were also some incidents that left painful memories.My mother was admitted to the hospital on 4th January to 7th January..I think she took the wrong medicine and ended up with high fever and extreme-red face.I wasn't present in school one of those days as I was distracted by my mother's hospitalisation.However, seeing that she is getting better day by day, I makes me feel better.Let's not talk too much on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's it for now.I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-116895769344030225?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/116895769344030225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=116895769344030225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/116895769344030225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/116895769344030225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-after-6-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115193851319187023</id><published>2006-07-03T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:55:13.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#1. Do the following WITHOUT complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#2. Choose 5 person to do this after you completed yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!"then do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have been tagged.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10 Favourites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Color: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt;, blue &amp; white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Food: Mum's cooking and fast food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Song: I kept changing my song of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Movie: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Over The Hedge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Sport: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Netball&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; CaptainBall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Day Of the Week: Everyday is my favourite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favourite Ice Cream Flavor: vanilla with chocolate chips.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CurrentCurrent Mood: &lt;em&gt;Elated&lt;/em&gt;..!=) *Watching Unsangkarables*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clothes: Shorts &amp; a big top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Desktop: Desert wallpaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Toenail Color: i have better things to do ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Time: 10:31pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Surroundings: family giggling watching Unsangkarables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Annoyance(s): &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the thought of 2 periods of Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Thought: About school tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Best Friend: Iskandar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Crush: I'm rather &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;secretive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Movie: Dil To Palge He.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Piercing: Ear la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Lie: can't recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Music: can't recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Car: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spyde car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LastsLast Drink: Hot cup of milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Car Ride: Ain's car back last year.(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if lorry, that would be twice a week!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Crush: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so secretive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Movie Seen: Over The Hedge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Phone Call: My mama.(Mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last CD Played: that was a long time ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Evers :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: Ya but it's just a small case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: neverr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?what's "Skinny Dipped"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Been on TV: Yup!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Minute Of Fame 2004.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: nahh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 things you're wearing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. My father's top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Specs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. undergarments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. hair clip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 things you've done today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Watched Tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Play comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Get ready for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Watch Unsangkarables..(Leh kering gusi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 things you can hear right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The Unsangkarable show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. my family giggling to the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. The fan of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things you can't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. my family and friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. TV and comp.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. My Purplie and Pinkie!(pillows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 thing you do when you're bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Play comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And for the 5 people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Ashnul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Syasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. No-one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. No1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me abotu 30 mins to do this test!Goodie luckie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115193851319187023?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115193851319187023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115193851319187023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115193851319187023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115193851319187023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2006/07/rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115079126906309286</id><published>2006-06-20T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:14:29.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi there...yesterday was my 13th birthday dated 19/06/2006..I'm now a teenager ..Yesterday went to Kallang Netball Association for a friendly netball match..Had a lot of fun..Yana kept asking and talking to me which sometimes can irratate me.But sometimes I pitied her because she doesn't have a lot of friends..Reached home at about 7.10pm..Ate the noodles mum prepared and and bathe..My cake was supremely small but sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch Anugerah Skrin..Was really unsatisfied with the result..I thought Akhmar and Shah could win as they have both the talent and looks..This is unfair!hehe..I am DARK!!I hate this!I'm seriuosly getting DARK..k lah..i gtg for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115079126906309286?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115079126906309286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115079126906309286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115079126906309286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115079126906309286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-there_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115044526251374198</id><published>2006-06-16T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:07:42.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi there..Today was such a frustrating day for me at first but it turn out to be a normal day by now..In the morning, got a sms from boon ping saying that he was unable to come and do project..i was damn stressed!!felt like smashing his face..his excuse was '&lt;strong&gt; I am sorry. Today i&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;have high fever and flu, cannot go for the meeting. '&lt;/strong&gt; Chibai lah!Of course i had to cancel the meeting.syafiqah messaged me saying that she felt bad that i had to do the project alone..hell ya!went to meet natasha at 12.15 to take the research from her when it started drizzling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was accompanying her brother to the mosque i think..Met Naima and kak mina at 883 and then bought nasi briyani and went to buy cardboard and marker..total cost is $5.65..each group member is to pay $0.90 after rounding off and giving $0.04 discount!hehe...chill out behind 883 while waiting for the rain to calm down..after that went back home and eat..watched The Berestain Bears followed by Magic School Bus and That's So Raven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just love Phoebe and Carlos from MSB..I think they look great together..hehe.This week's That's So Raven episode is so boring!Not worth taping it on tape..well, i got to go..bubbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115044526251374198?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115044526251374198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115044526251374198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115044526251374198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115044526251374198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115035082163579591</id><published>2006-06-15T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:53:41.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey there..Today went to pasar and clinic at Woodlands North Point..Had a lot of fun shopping for groceries..like the fun i had shopping at Sheng Shiong with my sis..Met Naima first to give her the VCDs my sister took from her.Went to shop for stuffs..was shouting here and there like mad..but it was fun of course..they kept saying that i had gone DARK!OMG!i told them to buy me a facial mask..a whitening facial mask mind you...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ate mee siam, mashed potato and then went to play computer for about 50 mins..until now..i'm trying to update ASAP..so that i can watch The Berestain Bears at 2pm and The Magic School Bur at 2.30pm..after that play comp..hehe..k lah..bubbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115035082163579591?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115035082163579591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115035082163579591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115035082163579591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115035082163579591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115027161351500418</id><published>2006-06-14T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:53:33.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi bloggie..Today is such a tiring day for me but fun too!Woke up at around 8.11am..Bathe at around 8.22am cause I was really tired and thought of not going for netball training but I had to cause I'll have to produce an MC if i'm not present..Went to training at 8.50..was rushing as I did not want to run 3 rounds around school alone..Felt exhausted after running 3 rounds..No break!darnn..Do some ball drills and train our sprints and stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had 2hrs and 40mins of training..Extra 40 mins..After settling down, we were told that we will be having a friendly match on Monday 19 June..Hey!that's my birthday..hehe..won't be at home the whole afternoon..From 1.30pm to 6pm will be having friendly match at Kallang Netball bla bla bla...Tired!And i'm absolutely *&amp;^%%$###!!!!Just not in the right mood..k la..bubbye..gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115027161351500418?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115027161351500418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115027161351500418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115027161351500418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115027161351500418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-bloggie.html' title=''/><author><name>Yummie Cadbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01540710334395578833</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24819476.post-115020168800695456</id><published>2006-06-13T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T05:29:12.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Hey..check out my blog!www.purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;had been busy lately so no time to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;I would like to wish abg irwan a 'Happy 18th Birthday!' - hope your wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Nab1lah&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24819476-115020168800695456?l=purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplishh-nab1lah.blogspot.com/feeds/115020168800695456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24819476&amp;postID=115020168800695456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24819476/posts/default/115020168800695456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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