<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:00:51.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the journey of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>318</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-3192756096514784890</id><published>2007-02-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:38:07.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know this is too sudden for everyone who shall read this upon going in to my blog. But, this moment has been far too long i draged. I wanted to stop blogging. However, I think that what I need most is a change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will still be blogging and my blog is now restricted to those who really wants to read my blog and those who wants to keep in touch with me especially my friends and cousins. Im not doing this because I want to run away or anything. I did this because I find that i need a change. Change is imminent anyway. Furthermore, I rather keep my blog low profile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall miss this blog of mine. This blog where I confide my deepest feelings about everything. This is where I get to know some of my blogger mates. This blog has too many memories since the very first entry 3 years ago. And that nickname of mine? misstink? Has got many memories too. Eventually now, I don't think i need nicknames anymore. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since this is my last entry here, I would to apologised if there's any words in the entries that hurt you in one or another way. I appreciate you taggers and im glad I met you people esp my blog mates.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To everyone, take care and msn me for my new url if u still interested to keep in touch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewell,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilah&lt;/stron&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jalilahhassan7@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jalilahhassan7@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-3192756096514784890?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/3192756096514784890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=3192756096514784890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/3192756096514784890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/3192756096514784890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-7944728937254909740</id><published>2007-02-12T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:00:56.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Allah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If all this while I could be patience and have faith on every circumstances that comes along, why now everything slowly seems to fade away? Allah, please show me the right path so that I would not be lost in own weaknesses and forget you. I felt so defenseless against my own wild thoughts and I wouldnt want to lost faith on myself. Like what it's been written on Surah Al-Baqarah Verse 82, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But those who have Faith and work righteousness. They are Companions of the Garden: therein shall they abide (for ever). "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please give me the strength to be strong and imperturbable so that I could move on with my life no matter what happens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your dependent servant,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jalilah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-7944728937254909740?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/7944728937254909740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=7944728937254909740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7944728937254909740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7944728937254909740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/02/letter-to-allah.html' title='a letter to allah'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-1261053715828786991</id><published>2007-02-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:20:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>veryBAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life has been quite disarray for the past one week due to hectic fever with additional of bad flu which come and go. My running nose is like overflowing breakdown piped water supply and i cough like a mad &lt;s&gt;DOG&lt;/s&gt; person 24/7. My voice sound so Gay. Since I've got a high fever, both my ears are block and it's &lt;u&gt;extraordinary&lt;/u&gt; pain. Everything i hear end with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;echoes&lt;/span&gt; which is so irritating. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But then!! no worries. im recovering soon. My fever has gone down. Im now at normal temperature which is good! alhamdulilah. No fever = No ECHOES. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the between of my hectic fever, I've finally done with my powerpoint slides for my graduation presentation which is on the 26 Feb. Still, I've yet to write a short outline for myself just in case in the between of the presentation my mind go &lt;s&gt;black&lt;/s&gt; blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will get well by14! Insyallah. So hana, we can proceed with our date. Whee..Ice cream cake and pizza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I've got many tags to reply. chet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Repply to Taggers&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nini,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahaha..i miss you too.and ouh u and rekha create tat pandi pao grp? so crap lah you all. come to the extend of telling people. I thought it's a secret? ishk ishks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reki,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes. yes.I MIA. shopping? haha..can! perhaps after we are done with GP? we shall roll and shop otey? hurhur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where's the pic? Anyway tanks sweets. I shall get well soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hana!!! I miss you too love. Yes yes.i shall get well soon before our date! hugs *blink2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jannah, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanks dear. I love your blog too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha.. tuh arhh.. ur very best fren. She busy at her country lah. harvesting now. So dah bis ur Gp ppt alr?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Otey! I shall drop by soon. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey thanks sweets! In love? haha.. i know with who!!! bob ehem kan? wahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idahchix,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks. Terdelete? ishks ishks. anw, Relink done dear. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannur,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurhur.. thanks sweets! u too have a great wkends beb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iira,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks nenek! Ey why ur blog got passwerd! i canot go in and tag. :( u too tc ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To everyone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a great weekends and take care!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-1261053715828786991?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/1261053715828786991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=1261053715828786991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1261053715828786991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1261053715828786991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/02/verybad.html' title='veryBAD'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-445224739186959476</id><published>2007-02-08T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:31:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im sick. Very sick. The bad flu and fever just don't wanna go away. It's been days and im getting sick of being in bed. sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May Allah blessed me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-445224739186959476?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/445224739186959476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=445224739186959476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/445224739186959476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/445224739186959476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/02/very-sick.html' title='very sick'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-8097910395274592476</id><published>2007-02-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:55.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking boring sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's sunday!! It's sunday!! haha.. Ok i know. Nothing special today actually. Im having major flu and I've been awarded a cert for finishing 1 box of tissue at 4pm jus now. :( Oh well all thanks to my sister. hmphf!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last friday met Sya and Jannah for a date after we've been dragging for quite a long time. It's good to sit down down and just chatting away reminiscing our &lt;em&gt;kental-ness&lt;/em&gt; back in primary and secondary school days. Although Jannah is in different seconday sch as me and sya, she knows some of our schoolmates and remembers their name. ;) So we were talking about our "lovely" teachers, schmates and all. So fun lah! Let's meet up again some days when we are free otey. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027628104767462770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RcW5H69vXXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TJ2WFN1e5Yc/s320/IMG_6355+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Saturday was a nightmare. I was running a bad flu once i woke up in the morning. But after eating the flu pill and had about 3hrs additional of sleep I felt much better. Went out to Bugis for awhile with Hana to change the clothes. Later when i reach home at night my flu started to react again. So there goes my flu till now. sheesh. But still thanks to Dearie Hana for accompany me yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 502 classmates are planning for class gathering which im not sure when. I miss all of them lah. Hope this time round the plan goes well and hope we could gather the whole class for a meal. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thailand Vs Singapore today at Bangkok. I really hope Singapore will win for the fact that i hate ABS and of cause since im a "&lt;em&gt;proud"&lt;/em&gt; Singaporean. Wahaha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im now so addicted to eyes set to kill &lt;strong&gt;songs especially Pure white Lace, Darling and Bitter pills.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep my hands from my throat for this silence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I battle my self Swallow down now whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bitter Pill unfolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I lose my surroundings and fake that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've gained hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-8097910395274592476?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/8097910395274592476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=8097910395274592476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8097910395274592476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8097910395274592476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/02/freaking-boring-sunday.html' title='freaking boring sunday'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RcW5H69vXXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TJ2WFN1e5Yc/s72-c/IMG_6355+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-8584446913239462890</id><published>2007-01-31T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:04:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polyclinic freak out,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can feel the pressure, it's getting closer now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i went to see a doctor yesterday with Hana. We were so freaking drained while waiting for my Q no. And yes! I "donated" my blood unwillingly after much finding on my thin veins underneath me fats. hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;After that Hana visited Luqman at my crib. Ouh Auntie hana..Thanks fer the gift. Luqman really likes it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jus finished watching soccer. Thailand versus Singapore. Crappy match. Thailand players was so rough and irritating lah. Thank god Singapore players was defensive enough to score 2 goals. I was so noisy and emotional while watching it. I think if im the referee, the stadium will be completely choas. haha. chet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As what I promise to myself, I shall start doing my powerpoint presentation tomorrow. I should start fill in my vacancy before i die of boredom. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahh..sleepy sleepy. *runs to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-8584446913239462890?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/8584446913239462890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=8584446913239462890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8584446913239462890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8584446913239462890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/polyclinic-freak-out.html' title='polyclinic freak out,'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-5138294038523590000</id><published>2007-01-28T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:13:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you tok bak</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today in Islamic Calender is 9 Muharram 1428 Hijrah. Its the fourth year my grandpa left us. And we still misses him badly till today. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a little girl,&lt;br /&gt;You would always sit beside me&lt;br /&gt;Telling me endless stories of your life&lt;br /&gt;Giving me motivation and never ending encouragement&lt;br /&gt;You always believe in me&lt;br /&gt;When I needed someone to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;You were there with your advice.&lt;br /&gt;You were always up and about, always with a story link&lt;br /&gt;Or as I got into trouble with Mom, you always defended me&lt;br /&gt;We shared too many memories together as a family&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much that sometimes when I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I will cry to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the fourth year you left us&lt;br /&gt;And not even one second we forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Grampy I will remember you as I will; while you were alive&lt;br /&gt;For the end for you was painful and you wanted to be home&lt;br /&gt;I knew you fought hard, But Allah did arrive&lt;br /&gt;For your time, in His hands, He loves you more than we do&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you, remembering all the times we did share&lt;br /&gt;Touching with your wisdom, kind heart and your gentle soul to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always,&lt;br /&gt;Your granddaughter Jalilah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-5138294038523590000?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/5138294038523590000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=5138294038523590000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5138294038523590000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5138294038523590000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-miss-you-tok-bak.html' title='i miss you tok bak'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-2756206688245460859</id><published>2007-01-27T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:55.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday boredness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It Saturday and im stuck at home due to raining heavily. So I decided to watch as many Vcds/Dvds that i have it at home. However, after watching 2 Malay Movies in the morning, i get bored and i jus laid down on my bed and blast my mp3 songs in my ears. The reasons why i ended of doing all this is because i was not able to online in the msn. I think msn is everything to me. lolx. But seriously. I felt so lost if I would not be able to online eventhough at times i wasnt really chatting. haha. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a vacant Saturday afternoon. Im having mixed feelings of blissful, miserable, annoyed, and remorseful which is equal to &lt;u&gt;Confusion&lt;/u&gt;. Too many things is in my mind now that I don't feel like smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Maybe I should set my mind to be on the righ track back before i started to become senseless. chet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;..More chocolates for me. Make it &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white chocolate&lt;/span&gt; with cookies pls. I'm sick of milk chocolates. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024627365911263762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RbsP97nY-hI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tgEAZud0EgE/s320/Resize+Wizard-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-2756206688245460859?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/2756206688245460859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=2756206688245460859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2756206688245460859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2756206688245460859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-boredness.html' title='saturday boredness'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RbsP97nY-hI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tgEAZud0EgE/s72-c/Resize+Wizard-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-9198063070813021799</id><published>2007-01-25T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:32:17.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so EMO now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont't ask me why because i don't have the answer too. I was not only thinking about a thing. I'm thinking about everything. Reminiscing the past? I think so. This is what happen when you have got nothing to do at home for days. sheesh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to go back to school. I don't want holiday anymore. I rather keep myself busy than seating down at home doing nothing except for eating and face my lappie 24/7. Fat? Yes. On the way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm..Perhaps get a job momentarily? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you can see. I change my blog layout here and there. I was so bored yesterday and i decided to do a makeover on my blog since im also sicked of the pervious one. I also help Rekha changed her blog skin since I've got nothing better to do. She and her Man Utd blogskin. You Man Utd freak. ishks ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now im missing alot of people. I miss my 502 'Let you all rot" classmates particularly my Franstykella clique..my secondary mates..those close ones like wanny, sya, sue, su, liza, noor, dee and many to mention, my bmc clique, my current Dip batch pandi pao and not forgetting Hana my amigo. awww...i wonder if they miss me. hurhur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what am i going to do after this? afternoon nap? ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-9198063070813021799?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/9198063070813021799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=9198063070813021799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/9198063070813021799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/9198063070813021799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-2375149074999882825</id><published>2007-01-24T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where shall i begin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been the third time eversince i last blog. I wanted to type an entry. But then again I type few words and decided to save as draft. heh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have finally done my GP written report and a burden is off my shoulder. I guess i will submit it next monday with Rekha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been so lazy to update my blog recently as i was busy doing my GP. However since it was completed, i presume i shouldn't abondone my blog futher. I hope so. ;) It's also been a long time since i read others blog and tag them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luqman is at my crib now everyday during the day since my sister already started working. He can't see the sight of us or he will started shriek hoping that we carried him in our arms. No matter how tired everyone are, he is still the apple of our eyes. So adorable lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023458043885058562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RbboebnY-gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WxP9kOg6SCs/s320/luqmantheHERO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so hungry now. Mum decided to cook in the evening and I have to bear with anything that is at home. what should i eat? chocolates? whee..ok no. I've been eating chocolates like every nite. No way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im off to lunch babeh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-2375149074999882825?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/2375149074999882825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=2375149074999882825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2375149074999882825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2375149074999882825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RbboebnY-gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WxP9kOg6SCs/s72-c/luqmantheHERO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-4913100953087130057</id><published>2007-01-19T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T03:29:54.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gp nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Im so busy and I have been sleeping late nowadays like an owl trying to get my GP done as soon as posible so i could sent for feedback from Mr Tan next week .The time left I can edit/correcting my written report if theres anything wrong and what so ever before submitting it. heh! bored~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh i think i better force myself to sleep now before my eyes turn red &lt;s&gt;tomorrow &lt;/s&gt;when i wake up from my sleep in the day. And so i could wake up early in the morning so i will not hear my mum nag at me to wake up. hurhur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ouh to whoever happen to drop by my blog, i would be glad if you could help me do my survey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To help me, click &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://freeonlinesurveys.com/rendersurvey.asp?sid=zw3mu7q9hvdwags258168"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Survey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*__It's easy to make a buck. It's a lot tougher to make a difference.&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/14358951-4913100953087130057?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/4913100953087130057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=4913100953087130057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4913100953087130057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4913100953087130057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/gp-nightmare.html' title='gp nightmare'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-203911830292778538</id><published>2007-01-16T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyoubestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I went to school yesterday in the morning fer my GP meeting. I thought we will end around 12 but we ended up early.So while waiting for hana to get ready, i had my breakfast with the girls and james at the shop near the school. After that met hana at City hall and we went to Marina to watch Pan's Labyrinth. The movie was ok i guess. And ouh! Hana wear a dress!! She look so sweet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked around and had our early dinner at Pizza Hut. Then we went to Bugis and i bought my brown shrug and wallet yesterday. Hana bought her black pump.Seriously, i really enjoy my day. Thanks dearie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020642760961214178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/Razn_Zc6xuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ieb0zhmWIYo/s320/15Janpixes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hana gave me this cute Mr Chip and a card yesterday. It was so sweet of her and the card she wrote to me really touches my heart. I was emo for a moment while reading it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;But i guess the thing that touches my heart the most is the care and unconditional love she gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote to you 2 lines she wrote for me in the poem;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You and I are different;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in many ways the same."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020643439566046962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/Razom5c6xvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UxQxAKQt_EQ/s320/cardfromhana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes. We are different, yet in many ways we share something that I've never felt it before. It's like a chemistry how we can get along well eventhough we jus met and in a odd way. However, im glad that we met and we became best friend. :) Thanks dearie. i heart you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went out again today. We bought same dresses but different colour. Went to Jurong Library and then we had our meal at IMM. The mee goreng is extraordinary nice. *slurps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650569211758338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RazvF5c6xwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/LLSrGZFTT58/s320/atlibrary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not sure of staying up to start on my GP tonight. Im so in holiday mood already.heh! What a burden! And the first draft have to be sent to the lecturer for commenting on the 29 Jan. That's like what?! In 2 weeks time? *drop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reply to Tagges&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hana: haha..we had pizza yesterday. Like finally. That makes us so oncit! ouh btw, lets burn all dragonflies. irritating shemale! haha *winks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yayan: Yes i know. You had a date. Get your pink top already?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yannur: Tuh arhh..at the first sight i was wondering how come suddenly I saw my tag. Ok. im so belo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nini: Eyyy i heard somone going on well with Mr J. Hows Vivo? Must update me otey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reki: Yes. Pink is so ermm..what's the word eh? horrid? haha. Btw, im not interested in counseling anymore. So you girls go find someone else for replacement ok. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lin: Obvious ke? I did not even say the name? Maybe I should eh. wahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yann: Nolah sweets. In the end I decided not to go RP and kpo2. hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-203911830292778538?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/203911830292778538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=203911830292778538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/203911830292778538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/203911830292778538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/iloveyoubestfriend.html' title='iloveyoubestfriend'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/Razn_Zc6xuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ieb0zhmWIYo/s72-c/15Janpixes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-1196430651709154838</id><published>2007-01-14T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there's nothing special today. It's just that I felt good to clean up house and particularly my room after leaving everything unattended due to fully occupied with exams and stuff. Like finally I can breathe fresh air in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I've got time now to clean up my room and all is because at last im done with my final dip exam. Now I just have to start mugging for graduation project which I will start soon but not too soon. wahaha. Must feel blessing with no more exams for upcoming few months. ;) So, i shall take a break from the hectic schedule and enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I went Seoul Garden at Bugis with the girls after our last paper. I've thought of asking the rest like Husna..Alizeh and all. But due to one irritating bugger who make me/us so pisssed off. Ended up just four of us instead. Me, Nini, Rekha and Dayah. But we had fun though. Erm.. i bought my white and black dress. yeyness. But i still want the other one. Hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh an accident spoilt my mood. i saw an accident!! i witness it. sheesh. *close my eyes*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019781014427977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RanYPJc6xtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OQbhn2Gi-bA/s320/seoulgardenwithpaos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow I will have to wake up early in the morning for the GP meeting. shessh. But then I'll be meeting Hana in the noon tmr to kpo2 at RP open house and we will have a meal together. whee.. so where are we heading to birdie? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-1196430651709154838?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/1196430651709154838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=1196430651709154838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1196430651709154838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1196430651709154838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/sunday-here.html' title='sunday here'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RanYPJc6xtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OQbhn2Gi-bA/s72-c/seoulgardenwithpaos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-7186655457564239190</id><published>2007-01-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:57.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuppycake song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whee!!! Tomorrow is my last paper. Advertising!! Thenceforth i shall enjoy my life. I shall schedule myself to sleep and more sleep. Anyone interested to join me? ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh and tomorrow will be the last day i shall see some of my batch classmates except for some &lt;em&gt;paos in making&lt;/em&gt; which i will see them everyday when my adv dip start in June. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before i came blogging i was surfing for baby's clothing and i found some nicey ones. I'm so in love with it. Isnt kids nowadays are so lucky. They have got branded wear even my nephew have got his Levi's Jeans at what?? 2 month old? Im so jealous. haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018693107801835138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaX6ypc6xoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t0EnZVTCrlw/s320/B1006-119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018698734208992962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaX_6Jc6xsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CHr8JdyIA80/s320/B0906-119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't be mistaken for normal kind of clothing ok. Branded mind you. It's from OshKosh B'Gosh and Guess respectively. argh. Super cute can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little boyfriend is so in love with cuppycake song. I've got to repeat the song over and over again that it's not him who sleep. I'm the one who doze off in the end. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at how happy he was listening to the song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018696870193186466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaX-Npc6xqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Dn5zCtPzEM4/s320/ilovebusu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whee..he loves me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018698334777034418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaX_i5c6xrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sOPx3oBLqvg/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i've just woke up from my afternoon nap after struggling to memorize advertising shitos since in the morning. And now, i've got to take care of Luqman while my mum is cooking and my sister went out for awhile. he bully me! :) But it's ok. Anything for my little bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouhhkay. I think i should continue studying for my advertising and sleep early tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reply to Taggers.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reki: We shall charge more to complicated problems. Especially like nini's one. wahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berry: Shopping only you. Eh i like your wallet lah. nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yayan: hey! im also cute ok. Its deniable you know. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mingyu: Darling mingyu, i miss you and ur S5. hows life? anyway thanks, you take care orite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yannur: You too take care and have a great days ahead. weekends on the way babeh. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-7186655457564239190?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/7186655457564239190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=7186655457564239190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7186655457564239190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7186655457564239190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/cuppycake-song.html' title='cuppycake song'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaX6ypc6xoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/t0EnZVTCrlw/s72-c/B1006-119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-5497036459134157769</id><published>2007-01-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:58.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunwan to be a murderer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its 1am now and im still online. So i decided to blog a little and post the pictures i took with the gerls, hana and my little bf yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017714239319661698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaKAhAMRXII/AAAAAAAAAEw/MWqvooSY5vg/s320/usthePAOS.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017714462657961106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaKAuAMRXJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/boJNNPcvtGQ/s320/hanailahatcwp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017714810550312098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaKBCQMRXKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/spBdi62k6nA/s320/luqman%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yupps.3 paper down 1 more to go. wheee..i can't wait to end everything soon. But then!! I still have the graduation written report and presentation.chet! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've decided not to know anything that doesn't concern my life. I mean i've done so much to gratify people around me but i end up getting so disoriented. Well, i guess ignorance is the best word for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok i think im getting sleepy now. *runs to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-5497036459134157769?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/5497036459134157769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=5497036459134157769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5497036459134157769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5497036459134157769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dunwan-to-be-murderer.html' title='i dunwan to be a murderer'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RaKAhAMRXII/AAAAAAAAAEw/MWqvooSY5vg/s72-c/usthePAOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-8448181022136792140</id><published>2007-01-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T02:02:57.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ARGHHGHGH! grrr..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My PR paper sucks. Everyone came out from the examination room with that not convincing reaction and definitely no-mood-face. i don't understand the questions at all!! :( I just blindly write/answer the 5 essay questions. *slaps myself. im dead. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So now? I just have to pray for at least a just pass grade. i want to graduate!!! :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 paper down. 2 more to go. This coming Monday and Friday. sheesh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh i finally bought new handphone. i did some retail theraphy with hana after buying the handphone yesterday. Today i went to the Causeway point after paying the bills at Civic centre. I was so sad that i ended up buying brown knit wear as a form of releasing my tension on the PR paper and i had Swensens ice cream alone. Yes alone. :(( For the moment i forget that im actually on diet. heh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh. i think i shall TRY to sleep and start mugging with TVRP for the weekends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-8448181022136792140?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/8448181022136792140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=8448181022136792140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8448181022136792140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/8448181022136792140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/pr-sucks.html' title='PR sucks'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-7082542882194803426</id><published>2007-01-04T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry fer not not updating my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;oppsy. Forgive me for leaving my blog unattended for days. I've been busy lately studying for my final examination and there were so many things coming up along the way like Hari Raya Aidiladha. But! No wories. Im still &lt;s&gt;alive.&lt;/s&gt; Ok correction. Im half &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt; now actually. I've been studying like mad for this exam because everything i studied seems clueless. The more i study, the more crazy i became. I started to laugh at myself when i forgot the things that I memorize. I asked the question and answered it myself. I shouted the things i revised when i got pissed that nothing goes into my head. Sheesh. So please stay away from me. *im hazardous*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today i had my first paper which is the Journalism paper. erm.. quite alright i guess but im not that confident of my answer. Still, thank god. 1 down 3 more to go babeh. This Friday will be my PR paper. Talking about PR, i've yet to get everything in my head although i know im left with less than a day. shucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, I changed my skin to black and white!! Wheee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you see any changes to my blog skin/layout? Nah. Im talking about my mp3 skins lah. :) I've been wanting to buy a new stick on since months ago but i keep on delaying it..Im sick of the previous one. And today!! Kasha gave it to me the one that i've been yearning for so long. Thanks Kasha dear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015849850394174514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZvg3SNw5DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nTvikbQwOdc/s320/IMG_6238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Luqman looks full-fledged after getting bald although he's only 1 month and 3 weeks. But he's still outstandingly cute and gorgeous. I can't wait for him to call me Busu. (read: youngest in the family) ;) *Not busuk ok people. It's Busu. :) And i wonder what will be his first word. *excite*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Luqman will be coming over to my place tomorrow. im getting more excited here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015853067324679234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZvjyiNw5EI/AAAAAAAAAEg/21opjF_b3So/s320/luqmanINbald+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be purchasing my new hp later and i've thought of changing my no too maybe. Yeyness! Ok i think i better continue and TRY to study or perhaps go to sleep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take Care everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Rekha &amp;amp; Nini: Don't worry. We will roll together alright?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Farhana: i can't wait to meet you later dearie! happy schoolin! hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Steph and Angel: I miss you both. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-7082542882194803426?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/7082542882194803426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=7082542882194803426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7082542882194803426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7082542882194803426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry-fer-not-not-updating-my-blog.html' title='sorry fer not not updating my blog'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZvg3SNw5DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nTvikbQwOdc/s72-c/IMG_6238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-2922889036666557945</id><published>2006-12-28T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a post for a final year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well this is my 304th post since i started using this url on 10 July 2005. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In addition, this post will be my last post for the year of 2006. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2006 &lt;/span&gt;is the year i find my hidden realms. There's so many things that makes me a stronger person and i realise that life is always full of ups and downs. I learnt to be more patience, to be more wiser and to realise my own strength and weakness. Through my weaknesses i tried to become a better person and im no more a pushover. Not forgeting, i learnt alot from every circumstance that comes along. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At certain point of time, i become conscious that im no more a daddy/mummy's girl. I'm 19 and i have to make my own decision in life. Early this year i have decided to do what i like most and i've never regretted. Though i receive many despicing from people around me, i still would like to thank them for their criticism and sarcasm. For the reason that those criticism and sarcasm are the one that makes me went on this far and i've never look back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met new people in my life. Different kind of people with different kind of characters. I met Hana and we become closer each day sharing every moment of our life. She's the best thing on earth and an addiction i can't deny.A bestest friend indeed. A friend to share happiness and sorrows. To share those belo-ness days we had everytime. What more i ask for.Alhamdulilah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met my mdis peeps. Those who i always hang out with/talk/gossiping/went home together like Nini, Rekha, Dayah, Kasha, Alizeh, Husna, Mas, Irah and Api. Yes they are amazing people. My other classmates? They were alright i guess. Everyone comes from all walks of life. I learnt alot about Pakistan through Alizeh and Husna and i learnt about the thai people from Api. It will be a lie if i said first time i met them i was able to get along with them. Yet, over the period of time till my Diploma ends last week, i discovered many things from my first impressions were wrong. Still, i thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to know them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 14 Novermber marked the day Luqman Hafiz my nephew was born. Yes of cause. Im the happiest person on earth beside his parents. I've always wanted a younger sister/brother and i guess a nephew is good enough. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many ups and downs we shared as a family. But no matter what my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; is always close to my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studying has always been stressful. However, i realise that when we love doing things that we like, every difficulties will end with a smile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same like everyone else. 2006 has significant note to me as a person. God made me realise not to give up on hope easily. It takes postive mindset and patience to overcome every single thing. Every problems has it's solution and we have to believe in faith. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All i want for the year &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;u&gt;good health&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;happiness&lt;/u&gt; with &lt;u&gt;blessing&lt;/u&gt; year ahead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya. That sum up my 2006. Since im in exam fever and just in case i will not be able to update within this days,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt; to everyone and A blessed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eid-ul Adha&lt;/span&gt; to all Muslim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013276733536496434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZK8oK8sazI/AAAAAAAAAEM/w7B44Ms6G1I/s320/thisfakesmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-2922889036666557945?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/2922889036666557945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=2922889036666557945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2922889036666557945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2922889036666557945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-for-final-year.html' title='a post for a final year'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZK8oK8sazI/AAAAAAAAAEM/w7B44Ms6G1I/s72-c/thisfakesmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-2152478220127776663</id><published>2006-12-26T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:59.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress on the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012690006644124402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZCnAK8savI/AAAAAAAAADc/X8L0OWeZRw4/s320/24decCollagepic.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i spent my christmas eve at my sis place. family gathe has always been the best. i get to see my cousins, relatives, family's friends and too many to mention. we could catch up with each other lives and all. not that hari raya is not enough.but still within a short period of time, there's so many things happened around us that we might not know it. for instance, i just met my cousin a month ago and today i just know that she was warded to KK and got few stiches on her face. ouch.argh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so worn out.i was so busy that i forget to eat even.how can i forget to eat when all the food is irresistable? chet! but then..no no no.. im on strict diet still. ;) i just had bone steak and thats my meal for the rest of my day.orh i took few pictures from my cam since i forget to charge it and bring the charger along. well the picture above are the few pictures before my cam went dead. few of the pics was taken from my cousin hp.so, i have to wait for the little boy to sent me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exam is stressing me out. im now struggling to memorize the whole lots stuff in my head. PR doesnt goes to my head. i dont understand a single thing and now im trying my best to remember the main points. study smart? ya right. this is more to like study till bonkers. sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i better get going and continue studying before i start to listen to music, surf the internet, get sleepy and went to bed. what a process.wahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its not that late to wish everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just for my own reference&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012703617395485474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZCzYa8sayI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OJWMpncem9M/s320/examdates.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-2152478220127776663?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/2152478220127776663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=2152478220127776663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2152478220127776663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2152478220127776663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/stress-on-way.html' title='stress on the way'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RZCnAK8savI/AAAAAAAAADc/X8L0OWeZRw4/s72-c/24decCollagepic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-7869862450998422199</id><published>2006-12-23T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:41:20.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is very strange that the years teach us &lt;u&gt;patience&lt;/u&gt; but like everyone know,&lt;u&gt;patience&lt;/u&gt; has its limits. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe its true. we must first have a lot of &lt;u&gt;patience&lt;/u&gt; to learn to have &lt;u&gt;patience&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;. what a word. sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-7869862450998422199?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/7869862450998422199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=7869862450998422199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7869862450998422199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/7869862450998422199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/patience.html' title='patience'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-224383574758414247</id><published>2006-12-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stars shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wuhooo.. finally the one week study break is here and my final dip exam is coming real soon. i cant wait to have holiday. ok wait. i know. i should think of my exam first and not holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yah..i did my revision today with hana at the library. but i went to submit my application form first at school before meeting hana.after studying we had our dinner at banquet and we walked around bugis junction.bought my red long sleeve.whee.. i guess i will buy the rest of the stuff in my shopping list after i bought new handphone. i really need to get new handphone. my recent phone has gone bonkers. sheesh. lets wait for january babeh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway thanks for the day out dear. hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011367886861396658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RYv0iq8sarI/AAAAAAAAACw/6mNhOi-luz0/s320/Resize+Wizard-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last tues i went to vivocity with nini, rekha. hidayah and her cousin amiera. i guess i just spent my time slacking away and watch the heavy rain while nini and rekha was emo-ing. hidayah as usual. camwhore. whats new right? haha.. oh girls. i miss you all already lah. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011368986373024450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RYv1iq8sasI/AAAAAAAAAC4/R1OR2f3fsw0/s320/vivowithpaos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this weekends will be so busy. sunday is my nephew/little bf 'cukur rambut'. will be having some prayers and family gathe. i cant wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: hana you better come otey. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets look at luqman recent pic. arghhh.. he is so gorgeous and adorable. i heart him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011370463841774290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RYv24q8satI/AAAAAAAAADA/lxdnk543weE/s320/IMG_5966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and now i shall go to sleep and dream of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheerio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-224383574758414247?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/224383574758414247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=224383574758414247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/224383574758414247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/224383574758414247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/stars-shine.html' title='the stars shine'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RYv0iq8sarI/AAAAAAAAACw/6mNhOi-luz0/s72-c/Resize+Wizard-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-1018054547477333627</id><published>2006-12-17T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T15:38:23.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to death</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;and there goes the rain again. its been raining heavily since in the morning. i was planning to study at the library with hana but guess we have to change our plan and go out to study tomorrow instead.&lt;br /&gt;Journalism is getting on my nerve and PR is killing me. thank goodness next week will be our last week of school. the week after will be study break and next will be my exam. argh...im getting all disarray. i have got to really seat down and do my revision. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually there's not much things to update. recently im jus excited to lose weight. yes im on strict diet. call me crazy or what. but im serious ok. i jus need some change in myself and i just want to keep myself healthy. change is so conventional. we change every now and then. its jus whether we realise it or not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is so universal. we went throught hurt, happiness and everything. but does love stay? i dont know. well for me, the love my family give to me is everlasting and the love from my friends; my best friend paricularly is there to occupied this boundless life of mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we always assume and imagine things that doesnt really affects our life. in the end we got hut for nothing. i dont understand. seriously. no no. im not talking about anyone here. im talking about myself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess i will just have to leave my wishes as open ended because if what I wish for is good for me, I am sure Allah will grant it but if it is not, I wish that Allah will not let me have it. after all, god is all knowing and only he knows what is best for me/us. i belive in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt;&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/14358951-1018054547477333627?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/1018054547477333627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=1018054547477333627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1018054547477333627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1018054547477333627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored-to-death.html' title='bored to death'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-5108069673824723513</id><published>2006-12-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:00.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick like again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this morning i woke up early to meet hana at causeway point to have our breakfast at Macdonald. yes. we've been meeting up alot lately since she's having holiday and i've got nothing better to do. she's a great company ok. i just cant resist her. wahaha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thenceforth, we went to popular to get some contruction paper for hana's pp project and we went back to my place. hana was busy doing her notes/speech/ppt while i was reading on my PR notes. yes reading and trying to understand it. but it seems that only half of what i read went to my brain. had our lunch. my mom cook mee goreng which was so tasteless. well maybe its my throat lah. i couldnt taste anything that i ate. argh. after eating i felt so sleepy but i tried not to sleep. started to help a little bit on her pp so that i would not fall asleep. and yes. she's done with one and 3 more to go babeh. u can do it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we took pictures with my ugly looking hair. oh no. i shoudnt have gone crazy on sunday and cut off my hair. now my hair started to curl up like worms. chet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007670341896020322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7RpOj4oWI/AAAAAAAAABo/zwqaRUFpzM0/s320/IMG_5864+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgive me for my eerie looking face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007686031411552690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7f6ej4obI/AAAAAAAAACk/13sLSwwMMzE/s320/IMG_5856+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an act of brutalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007672283221238146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7TaOj4oYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sy8vhzdojnE/s320/IMG_5878+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007672291811172754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7Tauj4oZI/AAAAAAAAACA/xWKBKLYgAVo/s320/IMG_5913+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007672296106140066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7Ta-j4oaI/AAAAAAAAACI/Yn0t119dabs/s320/IMG_5897+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since dad is sending mum at my sister's place at about 9 plus, they sent hana off at causeway pt first. i guess if it is weekends im sure he will sent hana home. i think my dad is super tired today. i hope hana already reach home safely by now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh no no.. i think im running fever again. im sneezing so badly now and my head is twizzling. i think i should take my medicine and off to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before that; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearie farhana,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Happy Belsary sweets!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for all your encouragement, care and love. thanks for making me strong when i almost giving up in things that i shouldnt be and for always being there.thanks for being you hun! i really appreciate your presence. i thank allah for giving me opportunity to meet such a special person like you. i hope we stay this way and im looking forward for enjoyable yet memorable years ahead with you. and jus remember that im always here for you when u need me to lean on,cry,laugh and everything. heart you gf! hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yours truly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-5108069673824723513?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/5108069673824723513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=5108069673824723513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5108069673824723513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5108069673824723513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-like-again.html' title='sick like again'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX7RpOj4oWI/AAAAAAAAABo/zwqaRUFpzM0/s72-c/IMG_5864+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-5828234387537115511</id><published>2006-12-11T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday i was already having flu but i still went to LimeSonicBang at cine just to watch summer's over with hana. december last year was the best song of all. right hana? brought along my video cam just to record their band performance. argh.. im so in love with their song plus *ehem. wahaha. had our meal at long john silver. at that point of time i already felt that im having fever. still!! i did not went home straight. i went to sportslink at causeway pt to spent the voucher away and get a hair cut. yes. a short hair cut after its been a long time since i had my hair short. sheesh. thank god im wearing tudung. i look much like a primary school kid lah. ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007252746640995298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX1V1_Ais-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TU0pts3AirY/s320/IMG_5835+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;us before summer's over performed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007253206202495986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX1WQvAis_I/AAAAAAAAABY/rfOxeJaF44M/s320/IMG_5842+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;them.wuhoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i skipped today's Pr and Journalism last lesson. i was having high fever last night and it gets worst this morning. 38.5. *drop. so i decided to take MC instead of spreading my flu to the rest of my classmates.hehe. Polyclinic. the most pathetic clinic. chet. i've got to wait for hours just to see a doctor.im lucky that i stayed so near to the polyclinic that i dont have to worry much. came back at about 140pm..took medicine, online and i was so drowsy by then. so i slept peacefully for hours. and now, i felt much better. effective drugs. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my hp gone bonkers and trust me,it hates me even more when i tried to msg my important people in my life. and if it's in a good mood, my pathetically nicey phone sent 2 or 3 same messages at the same time. i don't know if its the sim card problem or the handphone but i think i gave up. i've just have to bear with it till i got 'kaching' to purchase a new one with hana. most likely end of this year or next year jan. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great! its already 11 december today. soon will be 2007. ouh before i forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Syahirah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have a blessing year ahead and may you always be in good health. miss you sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-5828234387537115511?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/5828234387537115511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=5828234387537115511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5828234387537115511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5828234387537115511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RX1V1_Ais-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TU0pts3AirY/s72-c/IMG_5835+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-2788771047188326910</id><published>2006-12-09T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:02.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camwhore with farhana binte idris</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thrusday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 9 to 5 lecture. PR lecture in the morning was totally so slack. everyone was minding their own business. while me? i just took pictures with dayah. but then i guess she took more than me. hmphhf! during break we played some nonsensical games and i had briyani for lunch.. woo.. spicy yet fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006361227394462626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXorAvAis6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/mhMrI7gVM4E/s320/duringprseplecture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end my freaking boring lesson at 5. took train with nini and dayah since they are going the same way as me. met hana at Bedok for a gig at St Anthony which starts at 7pm. so yah we had an hour before it starts. we just sat down outside the hall and took endless pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006362189467136946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXor4vAis7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dVPbXqa_h6E/s320/atstanthonysch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the gig was ok i guess. i love the first and the last band we watched, summer's out and stars dont fall. argh..so many cute emo guys right hana? heaven you kneo. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006366501614302146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXovzvAis8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/LMrkvILry-c/s320/gig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;it was 10pm by then after the first few bands we watched. i was hungry. so hana brought me to her aunt stall at Kembangan.and ouh! her mum was there too. i had cheese and egg prata while hana had laksa.wuhooo.. nice. i likee..well of cause eating at night makes me fat! but who cares right? reached home at about 1215am. dad fetched me at Marsiling mrt station. how nice of you dad. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;took 168 from woodlands to bedok. yes. two days in a row i went to bedok. but this time round i went to bedok to have our sushi. we bought 24 sushi in total. and yes. for two person. *smack myself. we sat under the void deck at Chai Chee eating our sushi and whistling to my mp3 songs. whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after walking around bedok, i took train home and went to my sister's crib. luqman is so cute. i disturb him while he was sleeping.so, he starts to cry and my mum ask me to carry him. i was being bullied. ;( he is so small yet so weighty. wuhooo. *drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006371677049893842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXo0g_Ais9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/eibsSSxjjkc/s320/atchaichee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;im so tired but i had amusing day out. thanks hana! it was always pleasurable hanging out with you. hugs. love you many2 hun!&lt;br /&gt;and today!! i had lots of household chores to do. im still considering on wheather to go for kenduri at my aunt place at pasir ris. she's going haj. so theres some prayers in combination with family gathering. hmmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//remember the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;i was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the feelings have been different now&lt;br /&gt;its not like how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;you dont realise how much i miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-2788771047188326910?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/2788771047188326910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=2788771047188326910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2788771047188326910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/2788771047188326910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/camwhore-with-farhana-binte-idris.html' title='camwhore with farhana binte idris'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXorAvAis6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/mhMrI7gVM4E/s72-c/duringprseplecture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-1178689018541335969</id><published>2006-12-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:27:21.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yesterday met hana. we went to vivocity for movies. but since we cant decide on what to watch, we ended up walking around vivo. especially those places/shops we never go in before. and whee!! i finally had my new york pizza. we had this super large bronz pizza which actually its a bbq chicken pizza. the price was reasonable i guess. we thought we could finish it up. but ended up we ate only half of the big pizza. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/missblurtink/usatvivo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/missblurtink/usatvivo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today lecture was suppose to be at 1pm. but then!! i thought it was at 2. so at about 1240 then i went out from my house and i only reached class at 130. &lt;em&gt;starkarat &lt;/em&gt;:) today TVRP was ok. the only can-make-it lectures i guess. met mr man at Jurong East after lecture to take the tickets for tomorrow gig. talking about tomorrow, i have got lectures from 9 to 5. argh..i felt so jealous upon seeing those peeps who had their holidays already like hana and my cousins all. damn. i want holiday too!!! ;( but nvm at least i'll be going to the gig with hana tmr.whee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with this lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not empty inside&lt;br /&gt;Though I long to make this right&lt;br /&gt;Emotions still touch me&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;Like ghosts that melt into fog&lt;br /&gt;And leave me cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only shadows and impressions&lt;br /&gt;Are left for me to hold&lt;br /&gt;My heart would burst for you if&lt;br /&gt;That would make you whole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-1178689018541335969?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/1178689018541335969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=1178689018541335969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1178689018541335969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/1178689018541335969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/empty-inside.html' title='empty inside'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-9120393018958081213</id><published>2006-12-04T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:02.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXP7_FswV3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ldl5XIiKsPA/s1600-h/whee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004620672218978162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXP7_FswV3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ldl5XIiKsPA/s320/whee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;went for Journalism lecture. as what i expected. it was so boring and i almost doze off. and most of the peeps came to submit the assignment and they went off. so left a few of us. so, halfway through during the break time, i went back home. i counldnt take it anymore. i guess Mr Nab mus be hating me now. wahaha. who cares! blame himself for his ever so boring and repetition lectures. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh..i grab this from Lin's myspace blog. as what it says which i find most of it quite true actually. of cause. not all. ;) my date of birth falls on the 15. so im number 6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is what it says.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__*Ooopppss..you are born to enjoy.. You dont care about others. I mean you are always want to enjoy your life time, you are a person.. You will be very good in either education or workwise or business management! You are talented, kind (but with only people who you think are nice), very beautiful girls and guys, popular and more than lucky with anything in your lives. All the goodness does come with you. Your mind and body is just made perfect for love. You are loveble by any other numbers.&lt;s&gt; But if you are a number 6 man, you will experience kinda looks from most girls and will involve in more than few relationships until you get married.&lt;/s&gt; If you are girl, most of you will get marry/engaged early. You are ! a caring person towards your family &amp; friends . If you miss the half-way mark then you are about to suffer physically and mentally. Generally you will lead a very good inner-home happiness with nothing short of. You are a person of compassion, comfort &amp;amp; fairness, domestic responsibility, good judgement, and after all you can heal this world wounds to make peace for every life coz you have the great power of caring talent to make this world of love one step further...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but then!! the part when it says "you will get marry/engaged &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt;!" that part scary okey. early? wuhoo..no way. but to think back, how am i suppose to get marry or engage when i have not find my mr prince charming? *blink2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-9120393018958081213?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/9120393018958081213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=9120393018958081213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/9120393018958081213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/9120393018958081213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-and-me.html' title='me and me!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/RXP7_FswV3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ldl5XIiKsPA/s72-c/whee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-4228719526825954361</id><published>2006-12-03T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:48:16.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ouh this blog is screaming for an update. im just being lazy to blog and tag everyone. nowadays im packed with loads of things to do. but then!! im proud to say that im done with my Jounalism assignment and Advertising. *whee..im satisfied yet im stressyfied. stressyfied? ok.whatever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more weeks to the end of my Diploma. how fast time flies. i felt like it was only yesterday i made my decision to take Mass Comm after thinking through of what i want in life. 03 jan will be my first paper. and i shall end my exam insyallah by 12 jan. by then i should be half relieve. im left with with only my graduation project and presentation to be done by then. *holiday for me pls!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow i shall start fasting with hana. i think after getting so stress up with assignment and upcoming exams, i've been eating alot lately. without realising that im getting fatter each day. :( this is so not cool. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and!! i met my fren An yesterday at johor. he so cute lah. he saw me and he hide behind a pillar. and when i msg and telling him that i saw him..he said it wasnt him. ya right! so yah we had family gathe. celebrate my aunt belated birthday and all. i guess i shop alot yesterday too.retail theraphy. especially food. argh. how to lose weight.. :( i bought 2 box of cadbury chocolates.this is so sinful. ishks. and i think my parents must be broke now because of me. wahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss luqman hafiz like alot!! my sis told me that he's getting bigger and cuter!! can u imagine with jus milk everyday he grew big like so fast! i love his smell. you know baby smell. even if they dont bathe, babies still smell good. not like us. ishks ishk. *drop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmr will be journalism lecture. he is so boring and draggy. i hate that Padhmanaban when he keeps on knocking on the glass table.why in the first place his name sounds so ermm..horrendous? and!! he keep on forgetting names of those girls that wears 'tudung'. i can bet you when he forgets he will just call us the 'tudung' girls Sharifah. lolx. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wuhooo.. im getting so sleepy. im off to bed now. take care peeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*//all that remains was only our memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-4228719526825954361?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/4228719526825954361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=4228719526825954361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4228719526825954361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4228719526825954361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/12/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-5149399314469096750</id><published>2006-11-30T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:28:34.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had fun with bek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its 1118 am. i have got no lecture or tutorial in the morning since i'm done with my presentation on tuesday. talking about tuesday. i guessed it was my pissed off day. i dunneo maybe it's just me i guess. i got easily irritated with someone or sometwo when they utter a word. a word is enough to makes me so pissed. argh.. so to makes myself calm, i keep on telling myself that im left with a month and the Gp. after that im done. newsbroacasting thingy on tuesday morning was perfect. but the afternoon presentation for Public relation was my nightmare. however no point talking about it. it's over! so now i just have to finish up my Journalism which takes me forever.and soon after all this assignment/presentation done, i got to start studying for upcoming exams. what a hectic year end.*drop. heh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/153598/picto1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/229373/picto2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday met dearie hana. we had so much fun and i did enjoy my day of cause. we walk all the way from orchard and we end up at PS at night. we had our retail theraphy. we ate lunch and late night dinner together. wheee.. im officially having bloated stomach now. Ramen has always been the best meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/37442/ilahandhana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. pic before having her terriyaki chicken ramen&lt;br /&gt;b. happily acting cute.&lt;br /&gt;c. hana's dry terriyaki chicken ramen&lt;br /&gt;d. my seafood ramen&lt;br /&gt;e. at far east toilet. i seriously cant see mirror. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;f. us the happy bels&lt;br /&gt;g. at heeren&lt;br /&gt;h. an advertisement for Street Style Award.wahaha&lt;br /&gt;i. ms farhana&lt;br /&gt;j. erm.i dunneo what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;k. 8:29pm at Plaza Singapura walking around&lt;br /&gt;l. my hopelessly romantic bek&lt;br /&gt;m. at Ramen Ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/360370/datedout%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had our girls talk...taking pictos outside Dhoby Ghaut mrt station. nearly 10pm we jus got so hungry and we had long john silver which i keep on saying john little. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/106114/datedout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;thanks dearie for yesterday date. next outing soon ya. hugs. love ya. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know what i should eat for my lunch. mum been calling me to come over to my sister place. but im just too lazy to drag myself to my sis's crib eventhough it's not that far from my place. however i cant take it the journey from admiralty mrt station to her hse. so, i jus have to bear with anything at home. luckily i had dinner yesterday with hana although after eating i felt giulty for eating at late hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.myabe i should forget about food and start doing my Journalism. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;__*./this nose bleeds for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-5149399314469096750?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/5149399314469096750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=5149399314469096750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5149399314469096750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/5149399314469096750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-had-fun-with-bek.html' title='i had fun with bek'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-4096093992044701543</id><published>2006-11-26T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:10:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yesterday api,nini and rekha came over to my house to finish up our PRSEP part B. fried spicy nuggets and chicken seaweed for them. im glad to annouce that im done with the ppt slides and the written report.wheeee.. so now im left with my script. this TUESDAY is my nightmare!! i have got 2 presentation. TVRP in morning and PRSEP in the afternoon. great! heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASEP done! and im left with my one and only Journalism assignment which im left with only 1 more week before the submission day. arghh.. i think im going crazy here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess tmr i have got to stay back with the rest of my group members to discuss on our production presentation this tuesday. hopefully husna done with the video editing. argh.assignments really stressing me out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday while doing our ppt slides and all, i started my never-gonna-end camwhoring to release my stress. and of cause the others got jealous, took my camera away from me and they started taking their own pictures too. :( how sad. wahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/400/140790/projectdayatmycrib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;they went back home at about 6 and i quickly get ready to go to my sister's place. there's alot of people coming over there. so being mum, she asked me to bring all the instant curry puff and some other stuff and of cause with another common reason which is to help her out there. ishks. but its ok. i got to see my cutie little one and my meowy fat klepet. :)&lt;br /&gt;and my little one got his birth cert yesterday. wuhooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luqman Hafiz bin Muhammad Zaidi. i misses u already syg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/400/930455/niteof25nov06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well today, i spent my sunday slacking and trying to figure out how to start my jounalism assignment. im so lost which makes me ended up typing this entry away. its 222pm now. everyone must be going out i guess. hana already went to her cousin's wedding and im left alone at home with no one to chat with. actually there is. but hmmm...nvm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought of doing my journalism now, but im so sleepy lah with this kind of cold weather.cannot make it already. my bed is waving to me to now. *imagine* haha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have i told you how much i love my groovy lovely bedsheet? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6567/1752/320/167573/IMG_5116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-4096093992044701543?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/4096093992044701543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=4096093992044701543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4096093992044701543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/4096093992044701543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-bored.html' title='getting bored.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116420871073360151</id><published>2006-11-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:24:08.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/luqmanhafiz.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/luqmanhafiz.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i miss him like everyday. at school, in the toilet, in my dreams, when im doing my assignment, when im having my meals; its like everytime and everywhere. awww.. i love him. *busu &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; you syg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, should i go gym tmr? ok no. 2 days in a week shall lead me to extra exhaustion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ouh i guess i buried my tiny &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;alive not long ago. but still im happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done with an update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116420871073360151?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116420871073360151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116420871073360151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116420871073360151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116420871073360151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116395236198597929</id><published>2006-11-19T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:12:44.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday,18 November 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dead tired&lt;/span&gt;. yesterday morning i had to wake up early in the morning at 7am. since my sister cant really walk as she had an operation, my bro in law had to take care of the baby and my sister. so yah, i have to fetch my mum at my sister's crib and accompany my mum to see the lion looking doctor. she had fever and diarrhea.ishks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack awhile at my sis place and at about 130 i went off to nini's crib for our video production plus nini's open hse.&lt;br /&gt;had our lunch first before proceeding with our video production. when we are about to end our production, dayah, kasha and mas came. had loads of nonsense. we sang unfaithful so loud that even dayah who is the toilet can hear us. haha..&lt;br /&gt;went off at about 715.took train home with mas and rekha since we are going to the same direction. bathe and talked on the phone with hana. we are so crazy over the phone with our ever-s0-beloness. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/at%20nini%27s%20crib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday,19 November 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this morning i had to wake up early to do the whole lot of household chores. yes. on a sunday morning while others still sleeping. heh! had my lunch first and met dearie hana at cityhall.argh. i miss this girl like alot! went to suntec and we couldnt find nicey clothing which comes in a box like a gift for my nephew. so we went to marina and we finally bought the gifts at KiddyPalace. all the babies clothes are so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; that we had a hard time to choose. and after some time we finally decide on what to buy for the little one.awww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around marina. hana bought a belt at dorothy perkins. its nice.i like!&lt;br /&gt;since we are already bored with marina we decided to go Bugis. bought bandung freeze. its super duper yummylicious. but then!! after awhile, i started coughing. and yes. im still coughing now like nobody businees. so this is the reasons why im updating my blog. i simply cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;before going home i bought the mini pies at Royal cakes and i went to my sister's crib to pass her the pies. and at about 10 my dad and i went home. i couldnt take it anymore. my stomach is aching due to pms and im in need of cough syrup badly. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/datewithhana%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you. and love me right hana? hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;breacol makes me happy&lt;/s&gt;. it doesnt make me sleepy. i really want to get some sleep. im lack of sleep and so freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's it! im going to listen to songs and force myself&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to sleep.sigh.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116395236198597929?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116395236198597929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116395236198597929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116395236198597929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116395236198597929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/dead-tired.html' title='dead tired'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116374920101754501</id><published>2006-11-17T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:59:26.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my darling nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im too tired and my brain is not functioning well this days. i've got so many things to do and theres so many things coming up. school, projects here and there. mum left me whole lots of household chores. *drop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my nephew is healthy and he is as cute as ever and i love him to bits and pieces. ouh ya i clear my DipT1.wheee.. alhamdulilah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway these are the pics on the day my little one was given birth and hidayah birthday celebration. i shall update more when i have got the mood.for now enjoy looking at the pictures. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4745%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image000%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my hearttrob. muah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/lovelyday.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/meathomsom.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im a happy aunt. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/dayahbirthdaywiththerest.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us at Mac plus James who took the pic for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/hidayahbirthdayceleb.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*//i cant wait for sunday!!! im meeting my dearie bek! wheee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116374920101754501?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116374920101754501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116374920101754501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116374920101754501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116374920101754501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-darling-nephew.html' title='my darling nephew!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116343666445279096</id><published>2006-11-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:59:07.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;there's alot of event happening within last week. yet i've got no time to update. for now let me show you some of the pictures i took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4640%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us at Lt on rekha's birthday. and ouh we bought her a cake. the cake was good. ;) thanks to me and nini. haha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4648%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the girls i always hang out at school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/PB110017%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4661%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the guys who came along with us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4656%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and dayah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4706%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me with the girls at kecik house before i leave to visit my sicked aunt. and ouh. she still sick. ;( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4694%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and of cause this is yours truly, the owner of this blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so these are some of the pics. its 143am and im still awake. i've just finally finished doing my advertising assignment. and yuppsy. one down, more to go. this friday i've got to submit my GP synopsis so that i could start on doing my proposal and all. saturday will be goin to nini's crib to shoot for our video production and by next week my group PRSEP assignment should be ready for submission. i hope so. argh. im getting all stress up and sometime i just got confused over that whole lot of assignment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however, im getting excied for &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; later on. my little one is ready to see the world during the lunch hour. insyallah. and i jus hope my sis and the little one will be just fine. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strepsils doesnt have any effects on me for now. im still coughing and my throat is so damn itchy. so, i will have to purchase cough syrup tomorrow and drink it to sleep. IF! i remember. as you know. i've got STM. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i guess im going off to sleep. im all worn out. and im equivalent to half dead now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world peace.ok. wth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116343666445279096?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116343666445279096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116343666445279096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116343666445279096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116343666445279096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures_14.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116299143156115057</id><published>2006-11-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T08:20:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i was doing my ASEP assignment just now and i don't know what to write for my conclusion. so here i am updating my blog. why is so hard to make a stand in a conclusion. or is it jus me? hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my classmates all been reacting so strangely. and i wonder why when its ending of last DipT2 they start all this shit.2 months more for goodness sake. cant they just bear their hatred and all. after Jan you people can say Sayonara to each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont want to get involve with all this. but no matter how i tried to run away from all this nonsensical stuff, they haunt me down because its not just involve a few people but now the whole class.. so the best way is to keep reminding myself that knowing nothing is better than knowing at all. furthermore, i've got nothing against them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yah..WHATEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life been hectic and it will be carry on till Dec. its the 4th wk of DipT2 and im already all worn out. and i still have 6 more weeks of lectures/tutorial. i need holiday!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but with my hectic schedule and all, im still looking forward and feeling thrilled for the arrival of my little one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel so blur sotong today. i know..not just today. but today was extra blur sotong ok. i was already at my stop which is at Marsiling and i can just happily looking at the door closed. Only when the train moved i realised that i was actually already on my way to Woodlands. and!! i went to sheng shiong just now to get myself chips on the way home. total is $3.2 and i thought i already paid to the cashier. i confidently said that i already given it to her without realising that the money is still in my hand. ishks. i think my brain just went dead. sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yey!! its 9pm. im off to watch chinese drama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh gd luck for your test hana! aza aza fighting. miss you bestfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//best things you never had.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/071120061343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mass comm studio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116299143156115057?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116299143156115057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116299143156115057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116299143156115057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116299143156115057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored-without-you.html' title='bored without you'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116273133009512358</id><published>2006-11-05T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:25:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im feeling trouble nowadays. theres alot of things that doesnt seems right. you know, when theres so many things comes one after another, you just couldnt find the courage to ignore them. ok. whatever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i slept at 5am this morning. im dead sleepy. my stomach is still pain. i dont know if its pms,gastric or food poisioning. but what i know is that it hurts alot. it gets bettter for awhile and it hurts again soon after that. argggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to kasha house. i was having stomachache even before i went to kasha's crib with the girls. but i had a full nicey meal. thanks kasha! slacked with the girls awhile..karaoke with them without mic and i went off first.and ouh... we celebrate Mas birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dearie at Ct hall. shopping spree. bought tops..walk around Marina and we went to Somerset since we already got bored of Marina. i had fun! seriously. we laugh at our own belness. haha..eventhou i had a bad stomachache and in moody mode. thanks dearie for the day out. thx for the choc. hugs. &lt;333 ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/erm.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/raya%40kashaHse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a. Reki and Ilah&lt;br /&gt;b. Dayah, Husna, and me&lt;br /&gt;c. indulging on the food. theres sambal prawn! whee..&lt;br /&gt;d. Mas the birthday girl and Kasha the host of the day.&lt;br /&gt;e. From left to right: Dayah, Api, Lala and Nini&lt;br /&gt;f. karaoke session. looks like everyone got singing talent. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;g. ilah &amp; kasha&lt;br /&gt;h. us at kasha's room.&lt;br /&gt;i. them otw to kasha crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to take pics with dearie. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*//poison in my veins; virus in my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116273133009512358?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116273133009512358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116273133009512358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116273133009512358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116273133009512358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/trouble.html' title='trouble'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116257196672256852</id><published>2006-11-03T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:57:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivocity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Im so not in the mood to update my blog with long entry eventhough theres so many things that i wish to share and complain about it here.but im just too exhausted.its been a hectic week and im difinitely lacking of sleep. sometimes i wish i had 48hrs a day or more. and sometimes i wish that im a millionaire so that i can take a break and go for a holiday to ease my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the assignments/projects requires my attention more now. and for my GP, the synopsis is not done yet which i will have to submit it by end of the month. argh. *drop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today lectures was so boring and now, im feeling so lethargic. thought of chatting awhile and waits for hana to online. but i think she should be so tired by the time she reach home. so yah. maybe i should go to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="220" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/missblurtink/collageOfhanaMe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to vivocity for shopping with dearie hana on wednesday, 01Nov. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="220" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/missblurtink/NanaKecikIraIlaDiah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at vivo on thrusday, 02Nov with them. picture credit to nanachica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from left: nana, kecik, ira, ilah and diah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i shall off to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116257196672256852?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116257196672256852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116257196672256852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116257196672256852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116257196672256852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/11/vivocity.html' title='vivocity'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116231017458571766</id><published>2006-10-31T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:44:57.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mdis peeps at my hse</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my dearies i always hang out with at school came over to my house for dinner. cook something easy for them. and make custard jelly for the desert. orh we had loads of fun. laughing here and there. took pictures at my room like mad. they were in their nicey clothing lah. i like!&lt;br /&gt;anyway these are the pics. i cant be bothered to type a lenthy entry. wahaha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and ouh. kasha and mas, thanks for the box of ferrero rocher chocolates sweets. wheee.. its been quite sometimes since i last indulge in chocolates. i shall eat it all by myself then. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/wholeofus.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the seven dwarfts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/raya%40myhse.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. them eating their dinner at my place&lt;br /&gt;b. from left to right: Reki,Lala,Mas, Dayah &amp;amp; Nini&lt;br /&gt;c. dayah and me&lt;br /&gt;d. aww..so touching. taken on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;e. Api, Reki and Ilah&lt;br /&gt;f. them who came. left to right: Mas, Nini, Api, Dayah, Kasha and Rekha&lt;br /&gt;g. act cute dayah with the 4 beauties. haha.&lt;br /&gt;h. cutey us.&lt;br /&gt;i. Nini the miss &lt;s&gt;india&lt;/s&gt; vasantham/world and lala the ms teletubby. wahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whheee.. meeting dearie bek tmr. yeyness. ok. i think i will have an early night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yours truly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116231017458571766?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116231017458571766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116231017458571766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116231017458571766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116231017458571766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/mdis-peeps-at-my-hse.html' title='mdis peeps at my hse'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116214438343124822</id><published>2006-10-30T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:57:20.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/IMG_4492%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4492%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;went out whole day today for raya visting. alhamdulilah we managed to finish few houses today. but it was not that enjoyable today. ok. maybe it was just me. i had migraine and it hurts. i slept awhile at my cousin bedroom while others were happily eating. reached home at 10 and straight away went to take a nap. and now, its 1250am. i've jus finish bathing and since im still fresh, im typing this entry with an empty mind now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think im so old already. i almost forgot that i have got appoinment tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've got lots of raya pics and videos to upload and collage. been busy raya and slacking away. tmr will be back to school. journalism module tmr. im not prepared for his ever so boring lecture that i can jus doze off any moment. thanks to the peeps around me for making me awake with never ending nonsensical jokes. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im craving for fish and chips. you know the one at banquet. the big plate fish and chips. wuhooo.. im so gonna buy it after school tmr. ermm. maybe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh. i think my head gonna explode soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care peeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/bouqet_12_-roses_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116214438343124822?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116214438343124822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116214438343124822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116214438343124822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116214438343124822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-medicine.html' title='new medicine'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116192252358207276</id><published>2006-10-27T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:23:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awww..i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; hari raya. i got to see my cousins and all. it was great. first day of raya, i woke up at 430am to go for morning prayer and aidilfitri prayer. it was so packed. we went back to our ol place mosque at jurong east. i saw Yayan!! i saw her with her glamourous pink kebaya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our meal. the dishes was superb. ;) den get ready and off we went to Tampiness for our first house. first day we went all over singapore convoyed with my others uncles. but mostly in the east area. we took lots of family pics. cam/videowhore here and there with my cousins, niece, nephew, and not forgetting the aunties and uncle. i think im getting fat. every house we went, i ate. the food and all is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt;. seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday i was suppose to have 9 to 5 lecture. but i only came for morning lecture. wahaha. who cares. im in holiday mood plus im so dead sleepy ok. and we even had our self declared holidays. so, i will only be back to school next week monday. ;) wuhoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4267%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accompanied my sister wear diff colour since she's pregnant and cant fit in her baju kurung. haha.. i love my dearest family. they are the light of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy the one month of syawal. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116192252358207276?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116192252358207276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116192252358207276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116192252358207276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116192252358207276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-day-raya.html' title='First day raya'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116162197491673273</id><published>2006-10-24T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:46:15.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/8515-001-16-1052.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/400/8515-001-16-1052.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ketika takbir berkumandang, sayu rase hati ini.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perpisahan setelah sebulan berpuasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meninggal kan bulan ramadhan dan kini syawal tiba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entah bila lagi dapat aku bertemu bulan yg mulia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bulan yang penuh keinsafan serta rass kekurangan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allahu akbar Allahu akbar Allahu akbar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnya kau lah maha pengasih lagi maha pengampun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempena menyambut bulan syawal ini,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilah ingin memohon ampun dan maaf kepada semua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIka ada salah dan silap serta kata2 yang menyinggung perasaan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tk kira di blog atau sebagainya, sengaja atau pun tidak;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ampun maaf dipinta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semoga bulan ramadhan yg berlalu memberi pengertian dan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keinsafan kepada kita semua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Minal aidil wafaizin; Maaf Zahir dan Batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yang ikhlas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JalilahHassan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116162197491673273?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116162197491673273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116162197491673273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116162197491673273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116162197491673273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116145175398118972</id><published>2006-10-22T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:42:24.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its 1252am and im stil awake. im so dead tired and sleepy but i couldnt sleep. my eyes keep on blinking and in the end, here i am blogging away hoping that i will get sleepy soon after i update this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY 52th BIRTHDAY AYAH&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the man who i love so much in this world. he's the man who sacrifice for his family every now and then. he's the man who thinks more about his daughter than himself.&lt;br /&gt;he's none other than my dad.my super dad. my lovely dad.my hopelessly romantic dad and i heart him to bits and pieces. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ouh, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY DEEPAVALI&lt;/span&gt; to all the indians esp my darling frens. Sugu, Priya, Nini, Rekha and Kasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and less than 2 more days to hari raya aidilfitri.. excited. nah. im not. im just excited to fill my stomach with rendang, ketupat, ayam masak merah, satay goreng and lots more nicey and yummylicious food. argh. cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im going to visit my grandparents burial ground with ayah to clean it and recite some prayers.. i miss them. alot i mean. being &lt;em&gt;granchild orphan&lt;/em&gt; isnt cool at all. morning hari raya when my friends visit their granparents who are still strong and alive, i visited my grandparents at their burial ground. :( so sad right? i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*yawn*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wheeee.. like finally. ok i better hit the bed before i couldnt sleep again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//this is how you remind me; *//i heart you love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116145175398118972?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116145175398118972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116145175398118972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116145175398118972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116145175398118972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleepy-me.html' title='sleepy me'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116127196556892580</id><published>2006-10-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:06:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camwhore at ltg102</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/emo%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Venue: LT-G102&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thrusday, 191006&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Ms Pinky&lt;br /&gt;Model: Ilah&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally did something crazy and fun today during the 2 hours break before i die of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;nope. not rotting or taking my long nap. we girls took pictures. more pictures and nicey pictures. we laugh like there's no tomorrow and all. and im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;thank you girls. you girls made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/LT-G102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Lecture Theater, LT- G102&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thrusday, 191006&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Too many certified ones.&lt;br /&gt;Model: The girls.&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to: The rising tiers of seats in the lectures theater, lightings and ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Ms Pinky &amp; Ms Ilah&lt;br /&gt;b. Emo berry&lt;br /&gt;c. Me and Rekha the Ms Contagious laughter.&lt;br /&gt;d. Dayah, Nini and Percelia&lt;br /&gt;e. Me with the PRSEP additional notes&lt;br /&gt;f. Berry my camwhore partner at school&lt;br /&gt;g. Masleena's henna. nice right? i loooike.&lt;br /&gt;h. the girls. top: Lathika, Percelia, Amira&lt;br /&gt;bottom: Nini, Ilah, Rekha&lt;br /&gt;i. the three models for the day. Nini, Dayah and me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/the%20emo%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Venue: LT-G102&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thrusday, 191006&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Ms Pinky. (famous alr.)&lt;br /&gt;Model: Ilah and Dayah (the camera addict)&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/stay%20away%20from%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PRSEP and ASEP lectures just now was ok. so now we had all our final projects outline and waiting it to be done. *drop. i already plan my assignments/projects schedule and i plan to start after hari raya. so that means after hari raya i got to chiong for 5 final projects inclusive of the graduation project. ok. its really killing me. and since its the final term with lots and lots of projects to be done, i got to start practicing stress management. waahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ouh. 3 more days to hari raya. looks like everyone is not in the mood for hari raya this year. maybe exceptional for young kids. i dont know. its kind of weird thou. im having my holidays from tomorrow till 24 oct. 25th im back to school for 9 to 5 lectures. nice. i wish i could have long holidays. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back still hurts but not as bad as it was 2 days ago. getting better i guees. maybe i should wait for another 2 or 3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11:19 now.i think i better off to bed now. im so sleepy now. and lots of things to be done tmr.&lt;br /&gt;happy spring cleaning to those celebrating deepavali and hari raya. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: i miss my dearie bel. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*//Because we are not meant to be together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116127196556892580?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116127196556892580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116127196556892580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116127196556892580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116127196556892580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/camwhore-at-ltg102.html' title='camwhore at ltg102'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116118463464355989</id><published>2006-10-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:17:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sweetheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;IF ONLY&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sentence to start from my thoughts should not be &lt;u&gt;if only&lt;/u&gt;. i should start with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;its good&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i realise that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;using &lt;em&gt;if only&lt;/em&gt; its not motivating me enough.it only leads to second thoughts and the list go on when actually all the things happened or what so ever is not irreversible.&lt;/span&gt; yes. i should stop for good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ramadhan is a month to forgive and forget. it taught us to be patience and to battle against our own weaknesses. and when i was on the way to school, i find that i shouldnt waste my last 10 days of Ramadhan which actually its nights of &lt;em&gt;lailatul qadar&lt;/em&gt;. when actually these are the days i should make some self- reflection for good. well everyone is not perfect you see. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yes. maybe u all should too. make good use of these days before shawal. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had my first lecture for television and radio production module just now. it was fun. and im looking forward for the next lecture. wheee.. well assignment are pilling up again. and im still thinking on what area specialisation im confident at to do for my final graduation project. hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow will be 9 to 5 lectures. what should i do for the 2 hours break? taking a long nap? or perhaps...rotting? ok. thats so boring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess while waiting for hana to finish studying for her ut. i shall go and listen to raya songs. wahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//to concede defeat does not makes me loser.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116118463464355989?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116118463464355989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116118463464355989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116118463464355989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116118463464355989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweetheart.html' title='a sweetheart'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116101689607729875</id><published>2006-10-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:41:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/IMG_4091.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4091.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday i went to geylang. walk around and it was so pack. i guess something missing on our day yesterday. maybe because there so many things going on hana's mind and mine too. met a few people i knew there.i bought flowers and all. i so the makcik2 already.anyway, i guess tmr i shall rearrange the flowers. yesterday when i reached home i was dead tired. i turn in quite early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i had my first lecture for DipT2. it was so boring and the only way to keep myself awake is to talk crap. and rekha was joining me since nini was sicked. ouh anyway nini, get well soon aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning something happened which i shall not elaborate here. i hate when people provoke me with things that even my parents did not even say anything. i hate the fact that some people are not being reasonable and i hate the fact that after u abuse me with your hurting words, you blame me for every single thing. how nice. sheesh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't promise me when you know u cant be there and fulfill your promises. leave it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116101689607729875?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116101689607729875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116101689607729875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116101689607729875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116101689607729875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116084319323759181</id><published>2006-10-15T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:19:12.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritatin sia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mugging for exams are over. yeyness. i felt so relieve.&lt;br /&gt;its 238am now and im still awake. i dont know what im thinking right now. im clueless too. and i just simply don't know where to start. i guess this are one of my sucky nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the thoughts of thinking about what happened last year on these same dates makes me feel stupid of myself. all those faking looking me when actually everytime im at home, i was that &lt;em&gt;emo depressed girl&lt;/em&gt; seating at one corner of my room and did nothing but crying in the dark. oh. how naive i am. and the thought of giving up my life just makes me more stupid. i totally forgot that i have got my parents who never lose hope on me till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes here i am getting better each day. getting stronger. ouh im happy now. no more faking to be happy. no more. but i will never forget those sucky days. :( argh. im crying. see..im still tat emo ok. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im done with baking the cookies. now left with the spring cleaning. i've started to clean my messy room. especially the course book and all. so yah.. i shall do the rest next week. whole lots of chores. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was suppose to go to the graduation ceremony together with the hi-tea at Ritz Carlton &lt;s&gt;tmr&lt;/s&gt; today with the rest and report for the briefing at 10am. but after thinking through, since we already received our cert in advance. we changed our mind. furthermore im fasting and i dont see the point of going there lookin at people eating. and i changed my plan. will be going to geylang instead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. and &lt;s&gt;this monday.&lt;/s&gt; opssy. as in tmr. dipT2 will start. no break. no holiday. no nothing. and the time table of dipT2 sucks ok. everday ends at 5. *drop. the thought of it already makes me feel so tired and stress. how cool can that be? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i better hit the bed now. need some sleep badly. my swollen lymph nodes is aching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*5 more days to ayah's 52th birthday and 8 days to Hari raya. *wink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hana: throw away those trouble thoughts of urs dear and be happy. im always here when u need someone to turn to.hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//i laugh when i cry; i smile when im sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116084319323759181?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116084319323759181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116084319323759181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116084319323759181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116084319323759181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/irritatin-sia.html' title='irritatin sia'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116048769543642300</id><published>2006-10-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:44:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tdmc sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;argh.as what i expected, yesterday tdmc paper totally sucks. i still cant get over it. its so much worst than hmc paper i had last monday. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. whatever. i will go insane if i keep on thinking about it. anyway, yesterday met dee and noor to break fast with them after school. supposely we wanted to break fast at woodlands cwp. but last minute we change plan. we went to geylang instead. and that wanny my bf, he did not join us yesterday. hmphff! i know lahh.. you dont want to meet me right! *shoot wanny* wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wanny: rugi tk join in! sudah lah ko. aku tak nak jumpa ko lagy. hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday our hot topic is datuk k bersalut dengan chocolate. ok. thats whole of crap that we keep on laughing on the train. sheesh. anyway, thanks ya you both for the mini day out. hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the pictures taken yesterday ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/dee..noor..ilah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i was busy baking cornflakes honey. whee..and i shall bake my chocolate chips some other days since im already so tired by now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_4074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmr i got to sent my lappie to get the speaker change.meeting up dearie hana and we shall go RP first and then to Funan. yes, Funan again. i think we are the farmiliar faces there already. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess its true you know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raya = never-ending-kemas-ing. heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: im missing you now. and why is msn so distressing??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//3 down. 1 more to go and that will close the chapter of my nightmare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116048769543642300?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116048769543642300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116048769543642300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116048769543642300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116048769543642300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/tdmc-sucks.html' title='tdmc sucks'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116028868110781619</id><published>2006-10-08T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:27:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wuhooo.dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;as u can see. my blog "tukar baju".changed clothes. and..i changed my song to harapan ramadhan since its a meaningful song. i will change again to hari raya song end of 3rd week of ramadhan. ;) must feeling raya already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im so stress studying for TDMC. i think i almost gone bonkers. yesterday i was trying so hard to get all the things into my brain. but nothing rings a bell to me. everything seems so confusing. argh. i hate tdmc. guess the only thing that i know and remember from tdmc lecture is Daryl name. heh. i think im in a state of languishing.argh. *drop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming tuesday i shall make my cornflakes honey and chocolate chips. since i've got 3 days before my last paper on friday. gotta clear all the baking of cookies by next week. furthermore, on the 16 i already start my new term which is equal to no-time-to-rest. damnit! i need a break sey. i really want holiday badly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ouh. this are the pics on last friday break fast with dearie hana. we had bbq chicken rice at banquet. oklah. since we are hungry we don't really bother if it's nice or not. and we had 3 ice stick from the bazaar/pasar malam beside cwp. so the buruk! but i had fun doing nonsensical things with ya. nvm hana..u know.i know..nobody knows. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image009%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh no! wth is authoritarian theory?? *lost*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/14358951-116028868110781619?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116028868110781619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116028868110781619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116028868110781619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116028868110781619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/wuhooodead.html' title='wuhooo.dead.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116012005271324993</id><published>2006-10-06T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:37:53.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i felt good after SBS exam i had in the morning just now. i felt good for being able to recall what i studied and doing the paper smoothly. at least this paper makes me smile after i screwed my HMC paper last monday. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my own time to finish my paper and i only went out of the examination room at 1245. 15 minutes before it ends. took the same train with mas, kasha and her bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and so, here i am updating this blog of mine while waiting for time to fly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. 2 down. 2 more paper left. next paper is my nightmare. TDMC. ouh sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting hana later at wlds after her test end. in my previous entry i said that i wanted to go geylang right? but i think i changed my mind. i don't know. im not in the mood to go crowded places just for ayam perchik. i already bought my baju kurung and and i've got nothing else to buy at geylang. so yah. changed plan. and the plan shall be discuss when i meet hana later at 5. hurhur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to Yan yesterday and he still reads my blog. wuhoo.. i thought he hates me already. ;) he asked me yesterday if i got bored updating my blog. he also said that im wasting my time. ouh well. that wasting my time part im not quite agree. at least i have got something to do, and this is what i do when im bored you see. pouring out whatever i want. well of cause. i still kept secret to myself especially those personal stuff.even if there's no one reads my blog. theres at least something which i can recall back my past entries in future.. like who cares. my blog, my say. waste time eh.. but he also waste his time reading my entry. oh wait not entry but entries. heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. its only 321. i think i go take a nap. im so sleepy. . sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116012005271324993?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116012005271324993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116012005271324993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116012005271324993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116012005271324993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-116005913614796707</id><published>2006-10-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:42:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sbs exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow i will be having my SBS exam at 10am. not singapore bus service but social behavioural studies. lots of examples needed and i have to be sure that my brain can give me sufficient examples tmr. so, i shall stop studying now and rest my brain after much torturing. like what rekha said. it's not that hard as what we think after going through it. however, im still that miss-must-study no matter if its common sense. &lt;s&gt;just in case im lost.&lt;/s&gt; ok well. im always lost. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure why the examination room keep on changing. hmm.. look at this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/EXAMsCHEDULE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so quirks. i think im getting ennui since yesterday. well maybe because i've been locking myself up in my room like almost 24/7. rotting myself to death. if im not studying, i would be either be listening to songs, watching videos , chat with my sister or simply chatting away on msn with some frens. boring right? i know. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe im going geylang tmr with hana.. jalan-jalan cari pasal. ahaha.. nah..jalan-jalan cari mkn. i shall grab my ayam perchik tmr! wheeee..im discussing with hana and halfway through she slept already. ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i better stop blogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gd luck to my dearies for tmr sbs ,gd luck to dearie hana fer her ut tmr and gd luck to whoever having exam tmr. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shall made a quick recap and off to bed.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-116005913614796707?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/116005913614796707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=116005913614796707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116005913614796707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/116005913614796707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/sbs-exam.html' title='sbs exam'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115991149903212545</id><published>2006-10-04T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T05:45:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sahur-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've just had my sahur and im not sure why im feeling so fresh now. usually after sahur i will be so sleepy. yet, today im a weirdo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually i have nothing to blog. oh wait. i have things to blog. however im not in the mood to elaborate it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been to Geylang yet since the first day of ramadhan. i want to go! but the journey to geylang for me is such a dread especially when im still not done with my exam and i've got nothing to buy. oppsy. no. i have things to buy actually. to be precise. food! wahaha. nvm. i shall go there soon.maybe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to those who lost count, today is the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11th ramadhan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. great. why is it, i still cant feel the ramadhan and hari raya mood? hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday my mum caught me laughing while studying. and she told my other family members this morning while sahur that i am really stress over exam. wahaha..yes yes. im so stress that i start to laugh for nothing. i think i made my mum scared. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, if you see me laughing out of sudden, please don't run away. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115991149903212545?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115991149903212545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115991149903212545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115991149903212545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115991149903212545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/sahur-ing.html' title='sahur-ing'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115985447167288313</id><published>2006-10-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:03:26.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopelessly romantic bels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all, i screwed up my HMC paper yesterday. and im so not confident with my answer especially for question 4 since its the last question i did. argh.damnit!&lt;br /&gt;after the paper everyone look so stress. ouh well. thats include me. argh whatever. 1 down. 3 more to go. next paper will be this friday and i gotta chiong from today till thrus to get all the facts into my head. this is so frustrating when u tried so hard to remember and nothing goes into your head. *stress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh well enough of exam fever. i met my &lt;s&gt;hopelessly&lt;/s&gt; romantic &lt;u&gt;bestie&lt;/u&gt; yesterday after school/exam. we break fast together and i had cockles kway teow,hana had mee goreng,$4 fried wanton and we share. it was a fulfilling meal. and we are happy. wahaha. eventhou we gain weight instantly. but nvm.once in awhile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and orh yah..we went to JL and it got both of us extra crazy. hana got herself this 15% off thingy and whee...items drop into the shopping list and it shall gets longer.haha.so the pics below was yesterday pics. there're few others but blogger got problem with me and it refuse to upload my &lt;s&gt;nicey&lt;/s&gt; pictures. chet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC00324%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC00322%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sister already started to feel pain. and she feels like she's in the verge of delivering the baby soon. not now..not today..not tomorrow but i guess before hari raya. so my mum started her ever so kanchong mood. she will be starting to bake some cookies soon.hmm.. as in today. just in case she gets so busy and doesnt have time. wahaha.. are all mothers like that? hmmm..i wonder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had stomachache this morning after eating sambal tumis with bread for sahur. everyone in my family are ok except for me. so maybe the problem lies on my fatty stomach.hurhur..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orh. i shall stop my crap and start revising for SBS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss ya all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115985447167288313?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115985447167288313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115985447167288313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115985447167288313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115985447167288313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/10/hopelessly-romantic-bels.html' title='hopelessly romantic bels'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115941876721504714</id><published>2006-09-28T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:54:07.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drop dead stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3955%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im on hiatus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be back with updates soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;ilah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//_everybody need a little time away, i need time to swept me away.&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="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115941876721504714?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115941876721504714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115941876721504714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115941876721504714'/><link rel='self' 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a pair of shoe, ripcurl polkadots bag and a shirt at JL. actually i only plan to buy the black bag at Tangs and the shoe only. but since the ripcurl polkadots bag and the shirt was irresistible, i just grab it. hana bought the nicey black handbag at Tangs.and im loving it too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so now, no more shopping for me and hana. we plan to save up for our next shopping spree. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my revision is going on well. i hope so. theres so many things to memorise, understand and i declare myself in **stress mode** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw steph and my babat yesterday. i miss them loads. when i saw En at heeren,. i felt sorry for her. and i hope she's ok now. looking at the long stiches make me think of myself.. ok.i know im getting paranoid here. but hey its so scary you know. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh. congrats dearie hana! hugs. you finally made it through the interview although mr wong/wang hates taking pictures. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder whats on the menu for today break fast. hmm.. oppsy. i know.its too early to think of food since its only 249. ishk ishks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dunneo about the feelings i had now after bloghopping. i felt so guilty. i din know that im the cause of a broken heart. to think of it i felt so bad deep down inside. well i know its a past story. but argh.i dunneo.i seriously dont know. i hate myself for being that selfish someone. i wouldnt want to bloghop anymore. i shall just stay in my nutshell. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115934256513410496?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115934256513410496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115934256513410496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115934256513410496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115934256513410496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/scary.html' title='scary'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115915695934131172</id><published>2006-09-25T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T12:07:30.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamped my hse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday i was so tired that i turn in &lt;s&gt;quite&lt;/s&gt; early. i paint the whole living room with the help of my bro in law plus rearrange the furniture and all. so now, it looks more spacious, sweet and lovely. thanks to me for choosing the paint color. ;) so when hari raya is nearing, i got lesser things to do. wheeee..great! and i finally realise that moving to a 3rm flat isnt that bad except for the fact that i got a crazy neighbour. heh! but i still miss my 5 rm flat at Jurong East. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my $20 Tangs voucher and dearie Hana got hers to0. so tmr will be our shopping day out!! yeyness. im so excited. ouh i still gotta made a trip to Fujitsu and a trip to IKEA soon. so busy2 me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been going terawih. MC myself from terawih. ishk ishks. *self ketuk* i think since i already start fasting even before Ramadhan start, so it doesnt have any difference on me. it looks like a normal day to me. no feeling sey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yesterday singapore idol was impact-less on me. both hady and jon was ok. i think its hard to make our own judgement who gonna win the title for singapore idol season 2 unlike the first one. whatever it is. i support hady!!! haha.. well not that im being racist or what. its just that hady got extra quality in his voice. *sorry jon fans* but i like looking at what jon wear. he is a lil smart than hady which i cant deny. ok whatever. crap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to books again. *yawns*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*//my body turn to ashes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115915695934131172?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115915695934131172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115915695934131172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115915695934131172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115915695934131172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/revamped-my-hse.html' title='revamped my hse.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115897455658814166</id><published>2006-09-23T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:20:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msn bonkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/8464-001-03-1047.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/400/8464-001-03-1047.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To all the Muslim and my dearie friends/bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah guide us and bless us with peace and joy always! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have a blessing Ramadan &amp;amp; Happy Ramadan Mubarak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. msn gone bonkers already. my contacts all haywire. and those people i blocked and deleted appear in other contacts. so not cool. since that time sey. i feel like reinstall my msn. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115897455658814166?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115897455658814166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115897455658814166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115897455658814166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115897455658814166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/msn-bonkers.html' title='msn bonkers'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115892206458900663</id><published>2006-09-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:23:57.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wheee.. im so happy! i got my PC cert already. oppsy. i mean all of us who manage to go through it. alhamdulilah. im proud of myself and all my friends. at least this cert makes me feel more motivate to do well for my upcomink DipT1 exam and Dip2 exam and get my Dip cert in my hand by next year insyallah. its so satisfying after all hurdles, stress and hardwork, there's at least soomething which make me feel good eventhough its just a Professional Cert. something which make me feel that i made the right decision and prove others wrong.. there's one thing which i keep on saying to myself. alhamdulilah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/pc%20cert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3917.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so bored while waiting for the exam tips to be given. so as usual.i took a pic of myself. haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually studying now. but still i have time to post an entry and disturb hana while she's doing her notes. ok. i know im so bad. heh. a way to learnt on how to multi task. ;) anyway dearie we can do it otey!! no matter what we will motivate each other. hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. i think this is super empty entry. its just en entry to relieve my stress. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yah... back to SBS..&lt;br /&gt;assuming responsibilty, knowing how to help, deciding to implement the help......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115892206458900663?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115892206458900663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115892206458900663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115892206458900663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115892206458900663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/wheee.html' title='wheee..'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115884525114911292</id><published>2006-09-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:27:32.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>us at bugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here are our yesterday pics at the KFC bugis. i was having lunch with Mas, Nini, Husna, Dayah, Kasha and Alizeh. it was a rushin one, and we only reached class fer the TPSW at about 230. yes. we are 30 minutes late. but who cares. wolverine even end his class early. waste our fare only. ishks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/20092006340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us without Mas. From left: Berry, Ilah, Nini, Alizeh, Husna and Kasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC00999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the train. me, Mas, Kasha and Nini hand. taken by miss berry sunkist. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC01001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dayah, Husna plus Alizeh which was being blocked by a pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my pearl earing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually im doing my SBS revision liao. but im so tired of writing since in the morning. so i update this blog of mine lor. when i was reading, i actually realise that only half of the lecture taught goes into my head. so thats explains the need for me to start studying early. well its not that early, its already consider last minute revision. heh. since my exam is like hmm...10 more days. argh. *faint* tmr i shall start on TDMC. orh i hate that. sheeesh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh im so happy that my group got A+ for our overall grade. wuhooo.. not like TDMC. SO the bias lor. hmphhf! opppsy. why do i keep on saying lor and liao?  ishk ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, i happen to bloghop before typing this entry away. theres this blog in the person second entry was so deep that i felt like crying. maybe i can relate to what she's going through. every single word she wrote make me realise that life is  unfair. and being patience and believe in god will is all a person need. insyallah we will see the light of  everything that happened. i feel like tagging her. but nvm. i shall save my comment to myself. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have not had any meal since in the afternoon. i feel like eating but im not hungry. eversince i had my period on monday, i dont really feel like eating. like i can even go on without eating for the whole day. and the only thing i keep on eating everyday is orange. wahaha. but its not a bad idea. i can lose weight. whee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh no. i better continue studying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//you're the reason i feel so alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115884525114911292?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115884525114911292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115884525114911292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115884525114911292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115884525114911292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/us-at-bugis.html' title='us at bugis'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115875022191726530</id><published>2006-09-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:49:06.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream for an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ok.i know im such a lazy cat. its been days i've not been updating my blog. lately i've been going out and i've yet to start studying fer my upcoming exam which is just round the corner. the feeling of Ramadhan is so strong that i just felt that im fasting now. haha..ok..maybe it was just me. hmm.. perhaps 3 more days to fasting month? coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class this morning and definitely its so boring. we even plan not coming tmr for SBS. but for sure im coming this friday for TDMC exam tips. im so lost. so, that exam tips could be useful for someone like me. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well these are the pics yesterday with Farhana Bte Idris. she accompanied me to Funan 2 days in a row to get my lappie done. and in less than 2 weeks time she gotta accompany me again.&lt;br /&gt;thanks bek! oh yah hana got herself this smart long sleeve which i love it too. she look nice on that. and im so excited to go shopping at Tangs soon after i got my voucher.anyway bek, let me sing you a song. hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,You love me,&lt;br /&gt;We're the happy beLs,&lt;br /&gt;with a great big hug,&lt;br /&gt;and a kiss from me to you,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you say you love me TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,You love me,&lt;br /&gt;We're best friends like friends should be,&lt;br /&gt;With a great big hug,&lt;br /&gt;And a kiss from me to you,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you say you love me too~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey!!! ok i know im crazy. well, enjoy looking at the pictures. im still waiting for berry to sent me today pictures at KFC during break time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3898%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3901%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/klepet.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my darling Klepet who has grown fat. now when she walk, like she cant bring her heavy body. she co cute! i love her to bits and pieces. well to the non malays, klepet means folded. my sister name her klepet because she got folded ears as her breed is tabby scottish fold. so yah. that explain her klepetness. wahaha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/meathome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curly willy hair.wuhooo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to bel: happy schoolin dearie!! take care and haf fun at school! tell me more about your microbiology lesson otey?! hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to everyone: i miss miss you!!! u miss me? haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//every reasons to, yet love is only a feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115875022191726530?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115875022191726530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115875022191726530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115875022191726530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115875022191726530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/scream-for-update.html' title='scream for an update'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115824143882907519</id><published>2006-09-14T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:09:51.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress overcome me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i guess i discover that the only way to keep myself alive in school, to keep myself away from all those stress, tiredness and sleepyness is to take pictures.so these are the pics we took on tuesday and wednesday in collaboration with hidayah the berry camwhore queen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/in%20school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we are stress we get super crazy. do all sort of crazy things and laugh at even lame jokes.haha. definitely doesnt really makes me 100% better..but at least it does help a little. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this picture on the top row middle one? it is an example of a torturing in class. see miss berry face? so evil looking. haha..its ok rekha i know how it feels being tortured by miss berry. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but at times taking pictures doesnt help. so the only way to release tension and stress is to cry your lungs out. just like what i did when i came back from school right after talking on the phone with hana. but does it still help? only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;ouh yah..talking about bel, i miss having long chat with her and i miss her to bits and pieces. nowadays im so busy and all. and today when i get to be back home early, she gotta go to her friend house and sleepover there. so yes. left me all alone. :( hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, i gotta start my intensive revision latest by this wkends. im sure i be bonkers soon. as usual, the examination schedule has been posted long time ago. and for my own self reminder, this are the examination dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Mass Communication - 02 oct&lt;br /&gt;Social behavioral studies - 06 oct&lt;br /&gt;Techniques of professional speaking &amp;amp; writing - 09 oct&lt;br /&gt;The dynamics of Mass communication - 13 oct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 oct is like in 2 weeks time?! oppsy. isnt it fast? hmm.. well i cant wait for this sat to meet my handsome little boyfriend muhammad hamza and my cute little girlfriend Nurun Naja. my aunts and all will be coming over to my place for kenduri/family gathe. food!! wuhooo..opps. no way. im on diet. haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmr lecture is from 9 to 5. what a dread. but i guess after the submission of my Tpsw assignment im goin back. im sure my mum need alot of help at home and at the same time im already so tired. my whole body is aching and im so in need of nice long sleep. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess i better i go force myself to sleep now. take care peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//how is it gonna be when you dont know me anymore?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115824143882907519?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115824143882907519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115824143882907519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115824143882907519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115824143882907519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/stress-overcome-me.html' title='stress overcome me.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115805555630395383</id><published>2006-09-12T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:05:56.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored in school today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just came back from school. today was such a bore. i shouldnt have come to school. ishks. well nvm..i had fun taking pictures.wahaha..favourite pastime. ;) i will upload the pic tmr or what.im in a lazy mood now. tonight i need to edit some stuff from the TDMC ppt and write my script for thrusday presentation.argh. im not prepared for jailani scarcism. shucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.i finally finish paying back my fasting. but maybe i will just fast for fun to prevent myself from keep on eating. and oh, someone so boasting today. *puke*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*//you are not &lt;s&gt;so&lt;/s&gt; beatiful within. trust me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115805555630395383?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115805555630395383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115805555630395383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115805555630395383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115805555630395383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/bored-in-school-today.html' title='bored in school today'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115797310929091705</id><published>2006-09-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:14:19.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch is a bore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/Image007%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image007%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Photo caption&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seriously bored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went for afternoon lecture at 2.but we end early as there were presentation fer some of my classmates. during break i was busy doing on SUDOKU. challenging yet fun! well this is my new addiction.&lt;br /&gt;now waiting to break fast. mum gonna make soup noodle for me. wuhooo..nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i talked to sumtwo from the past.well i just dunneo why i couldnt fit into the conversation. maybe perhaps my surrounding has changed. this is what i am today. no more turning back. no more being that naive soft-hearted girl who always get hurt. i dont blame others for who i am in the past because this is what god had created me. but as i grew older and wiser i find ways to make myself stronger and move on. im no more a pushover and im not someone who took revenge on the past. im sorry if i have become that cruel someone in your eyes now. but trust me, if you were someone in my past, i've never hate you and i still appreciate your presence in my life.. i accept all those things because as we all know theres more than 101 reasons behind things that had happened. i hope you felt the same way too as i do. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.enough of the past. we live in reality now right? huhu..so yah..5 more minute before i can break fast. the smell went in to my room..weee...im super duper hungry already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;msn is absolutely gone bonkers.i thought i was the only one who cant sign in to the msn. but it seems that some people cant sign it too.or perhaps everyone? hmmm.. strange. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i better go now.its time to break fast already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adv Happy 19th Birthday Nouru! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adv Happy 8th month boyfriend. &lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adv Happy 9th month bel-sary dearie! haha. &lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115797310929091705?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115797310929091705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115797310929091705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115797310929091705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115797310929091705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/sch-is-bore.html' title='sch is a bore.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115786662750567030</id><published>2006-09-10T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:46:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photo freakos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Venue: Bugis &amp; Raffles City&lt;br /&gt;Date: Saturday, 090906&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Bels.&lt;br /&gt;Model: Ilah and Hana&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to: Bugis Junction level 2 toilet plus its toilet mirror and eye makeover from Clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/eye%20makeover%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Venue: Gym toilet, Outside blk G, Classroom LR-E131&lt;br /&gt;Date: Friday,080906&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Me, Nini, Amira&lt;br /&gt;Models: Husna, Pris, Nini, Rekha, Api and Berry's group members.&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to: Those who appear in this collage picture. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/theformalwear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC02145%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photo caption&lt;/span&gt;: nini and amira having chemistry bet. them. tell me leh. wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC02157%20copy.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photo caption&lt;/span&gt;: As u can see..im the second shortest. :( so not cool ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC02161%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photo caption&lt;/span&gt;: some of those peeps who had presentation that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My group presentation on friday was ok. ours was on Table Etiqutte. im so lucky that im not wearing high heels because its a torture. ended up i wore my black/brown pump. and before i went home, i change to my flip flop.weee..its so much comfortable i tell you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dearie hana at ct hall and we went to Raffles City for our eye makeover. nice! i love the eye makeover. after that we went to Marina to buy our long sleve.hana bought black and i bought purple. after walking all around Marina, we walked to Bugis. oh ya, hana got herself this pweety shiny purple pump.it look nice on her. we met Yayan at Dorothy Perkins. and i guess she still angry at me. oppsy. **yan..if u read this im sorry lah sweets. i dun mean to blast at you the other day. dun sad2 ok. hugs.** and!! we found this pweety bronze dress.argh. we wanna buy that. its in our top shopping list. gotta save money now. whatever it is we had fun yest. right dearie? thanks for the day out dear. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i shall just slacked at home. my ulcer is still there.one gone.2 more to go.its so pain. and im totally not in the mood to eat. and today my mum cook fer me porridge. nice.&lt;s&gt; porridge for a sick person.&lt;/s&gt; orh yes.i still gotta finish up my ppt slides for TDMC. and after that im done. just have to wait to present and get criticism from jailani. sheesh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how come im so sleepy eh.ishks. anw, i shall update again soon.. wanna chit2 with bel now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy sunday everyone!&lt;/strong&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/14358951-115786662750567030?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115786662750567030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115786662750567030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115786662750567030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115786662750567030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/photo-freakos.html' title='photo freakos.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115762587829342489</id><published>2006-09-07T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:03:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venue: Classroom LR-E131 /School main entrance&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Me and Api&lt;br /&gt;Model: Myself, Nini and Api&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to: the white lion for taking picture with me, class lighting and tanks to nini for her pinky mirror. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/whenImBored%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored yesterday at class during the break time. at the same time im so stress of my fats. im so fat. canot make it already. :( anyone wanna go gym with me?&lt;br /&gt;anyway i took the pictures of myself just to kill time. tanks nini and api for joining me. hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venue: Library @ Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Me&lt;br /&gt;Model: Mistaken Identity&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon Digital IXUS 50&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to: Mistaken identity for the nice performace and for entertaining everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3806.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venue: Library @ Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Hana my bel partner in crime&lt;br /&gt;Model: us. Hana and me&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Sony Ericsson z520i&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to: our chubby cheeks for making us look fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/DSC00261%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;met hana at ct hall platform after class ended. watched mistaken identity and some others too. well was quite orite. actually we wanted to eat at lau par sat. but since its already late and im super sick already we just ate at long john silver.nevermind bek. saturday we go eat at lau par sat after the eye makeover at Clique ok. hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine.. about 16 more days to ramadhan. time flies ya. my sister due is after raya and i will be finishin my DipT1 in 2 weeks time. exams will start on 2 oct. since its 4 module this time round. i gotta chiong and do my revision soon after all my presentation and written report submission is over. late night study is on the way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alamak! the crazy auntie staying beside my house already start shouting like a mad person. opps.. correction. she is mad in reality. ishks. this morning i did not go to school.im already so sick and yet this mad auntie keep on shouting and bang her house door early in the morning. its so frustrating you know.i feel like going out and shoot her to death. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im craving for tomyam. who's free to eat to tomyam with me tmr? ring me ok. wahaha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i better go and write up my speech for tmr presentation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*// i remember everything clearly and im hiding my shadow.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115762587829342489?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115762587829342489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115762587829342489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115762587829342489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115762587829342489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/venue-classroom-lr-e131-school-main.html' title=''/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115747431816588097</id><published>2006-09-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T01:07:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenangan terindah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/Image007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i change my blogskin to all black as u can see..people change.so yah.. even blogskin need a change.. so now simple and sweet. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theres Hmc presentation for half of my classmates today.and the guys were super smart! with tie and all.weee..so yes,mine will be this friday. formal wear. how nice. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i keep on listening to this song. kenangan terindah means sweet memories.well everyone has their sweet memories.well i got mine too.i dont have to say it here.but those past memories till today will be kept in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang lemah tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang rentan karena&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang tlah hilang darimu&lt;br /&gt;Yang mampu menyanjungku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama mata terbuka&lt;br /&gt;Sampai jantung tak berdetak&lt;br /&gt;Selama itu pun&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu tuk mengenangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darimu...&lt;br /&gt;Kutemukan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Bagiku...&lt;br /&gt;Kau lah cinta sejati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila yang tertulis untukku&lt;br /&gt;Adalah yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Kan kujadikan kau kenangan&lt;br /&gt;Yang terindah dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Namun takkan mudah bagiku&lt;br /&gt;Meninggalkan jejak hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Yang tlah terukir abadi&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai kenangan yang terindah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who's head is that on the left?? spoilt my pic only. wakaka..i think i should lose weight. dont you think so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at times some things in your life that is not worth sharing. and there some things in the past is not worth thinking about it anymore. like what people always said, forget the past and move on. because it cause heartache and we should live it as what it is today. even today will soon be the past. and i hope you people and me had better days ahead. so appreciate what you have today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be meeting bel tmr at 5 after i finish my class and after she finish her thingy. 9 to 5 lecture is definitely sucks. less than 3 more weeks to study break/exam/fasting. how &lt;s&gt;great!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to all september babies incase i might forget to wish or what, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115747431816588097?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115747431816588097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115747431816588097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115747431816588097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115747431816588097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/kenangan-terindah.html' title='kenangan terindah'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115733687146196233</id><published>2006-09-04T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:34:52.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/me&amp;hana%20day%20out%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/me%26hana%20day%20out%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/SentosawiFmdIsPeeps%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/SentosawiFmdIsPeeps2%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these are some of the pics on saturday day out to Home Team Academy open house with dearie hana and yesterday pics with the girls at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the wedding with my mum. around 2pm dad fetched me and we went home. then met bel at CCK to go home team academy open house. we walk around.took pictures, eat ice cream, watched the concert till 9pm and off we went to LJS at Lot1 to eat.super hungry sey. oh i saw hady from far!! weeee..ok what! better than nothing.haha..electrico was ok.hmm.not so bad. others were simply crap.wahaha. actually meeting bel everyday not a bad idea afterall eh.. right bel? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to silosa beach at sentosa with the girls i usually hang out with in class.&lt;br /&gt;Alizeh, Husna, Api, Bawani, Masleena and Rekha. it was so sunny that i cant even step my feet bare foot on the sand. still, it was fun thou. we played volleyball...soccer. yes.with my volleyball. eat and keep on eating. oh and we dance. wuhooo.. reached home around 830 and im super dead tired till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today!! &lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprisingly im fasting.wahaha.. i wonder if i can survive till 7pm later. hmm...chet! bel just got a hair cut!! she just cut her frinch. i wanna see! nvm i shall wait till wednesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh.im so sleepy.i think i wanna take my afternoon nap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115733687146196233?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115733687146196233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115733687146196233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115733687146196233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115733687146196233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/days-out.html' title='days out.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115712412988366071</id><published>2006-09-02T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:30:28.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have i told you people that i got a sweetest best friend.well maybe yes. but nevermind.i still love my Farhana Binte Idris for accompanied me to see doc yesterday. for being her and for everything. for making me for who i am today. for sharing. for the love and the list go on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you bel.hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not sure why im blogging early in the morning when im suppose to iron my baju kurung to go for a wedding later on with my mum. im so lazy to go actually.not that i don't know my mum's fren and the daughter who getting married today.. but its just that im having a slight fever.so, to drag myself out from my house today is such a dread.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this weekends im taking a break from my assignment and books. the times which i think i should rather spent my time enjoying life for a moment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's pictures from thrus and friday day out with dearie hana.but im shall upload it when im free. as you know.blogspot is so damn slow. it takes forever sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh.i think i better get going now.my mum already on the verge of nagging.so ya..take care people. i miss you all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: i miss you yayan! i miss my dearie bel too although we just met yest. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115712412988366071?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115712412988366071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115712412988366071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115712412988366071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115712412988366071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/09/crazy.html' title='crazy.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115684552795434709</id><published>2006-08-29T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:29:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date out with lessy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theres some words that are not meant to be said here..theres some things that are ought to be kept in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i will update my blog once im free.nowadays im super lazy and super exhausted to type an entry.&lt;br /&gt;miss me? chat with me at msn ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/bowlingwithhana.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/bowlingwithhana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bowling with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dearie hana&lt;/span&gt; last sunday was fun! we laugh and all.we thought of just window shopping that day.but in the end, we bought flip flop and all.and i finally bought my black rose ring.weee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had our dinner at Ramen Ten. lots and lots of sushi.im loving it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least we felt better for awhile. there were lots of things happened in our life. thats life.right. but no matter what i love you ok bel. please dont lose yourself because i still care about you. :( hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been eating alot lately. even at night i will eat and eat. i've grown fat. mind you. its baby fats! haha.. this morning at about 3am i woke up and was searching for food. i thought of eating maggie. but then!! im so lazy. so yar.i ended up eating prawn crackers.not so bad lah hor. and since i ate alot. and i cant recall what i ate yesterday, i had diarrhoea this morning. so i ended up not attending today's lecture. and tmr? will be 9 to 5 lecture.so.. not fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wan hols. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh yes.to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qingxia&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 19th Birthday sweets. may you be happy always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;since theres a few taggies,i shall reply it here.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irah&lt;/em&gt;: never go school eh you..hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby.iqah&lt;/em&gt;: u too darling!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sya&lt;/em&gt;: sya!! i miss you loads seyy. when are you gonna meet me? tunggu hari raya eh? hmphf! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nouru&lt;/em&gt;: tanks noor. u goin back to hyss this thrus?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lin&lt;/em&gt;: ok.i update already. no no..u dont miss anything. im ok! hows your new classmates? tuh lah sapa suruh change course. wahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bawani&lt;/em&gt;: hey nini tanks sweets. i shall see ya tmr ok?! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115684552795434709?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115684552795434709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115684552795434709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115684552795434709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115684552795434709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/date-out-with-lessy.html' title='date out with lessy'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115643763850825060</id><published>2006-08-24T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:40:38.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you alot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not long ago i lose someone in my life. i hate losing people i love. it hurts deep down inside. and i feel so lost losing someone i love when the situation isnt right for me. when everything seems to make me suffocate. i feel so empty now. it just always come one after another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never ending projects..losing people in my life.stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there so many people that i miss right now.thinking about it makes me emo.yes.im in emo state.anytime, anywhere i can just burst into tears. i hope allah give me strength to face each and every circumtances that comes along right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this year aidilfitri there's for sure an empty space that could not be replaced by anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just miss my grandparents. i miss my grandaunt who passed away on wednesday night. she may just be my grandaunt. but she will be like my own granny that i love so much. it feels like its only yesterday that u kiss on my forehead. :( semoga kau ditempatkan bersama orang2 yg beriman. amin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudah ditakdirkan kau pergi dulu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di saat kau masih diperlukan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuhan lebih menyayangi dirimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku pasrah diatas kehendak yang Esa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//death is part of life.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reply to taggies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nouru:&lt;/em&gt; yes.im all over singapore. today nurul out.i hope hady stay and be the singapore idol.hurhur..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yayan:&lt;/em&gt; i know you have alot to tell me.we will have our conversation when im free ok. miss you sweets. tc!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lin:&lt;/em&gt; sorry lah makcik.u msn me when im super busy doing my projects. sat i dont think im free.some other days ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berry:&lt;/em&gt; yeayea. we are the camwhore queens. so good u got no presentation tmr. :( anw see ya on monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iira:&lt;/em&gt; ok sweets. relink done.u take care orite. miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MsCutie:&lt;/em&gt; bedek! baru jumpa. bluek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115643763850825060?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115643763850825060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115643763850825060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115643763850825060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115643763850825060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-you-alot_24.html' title='i miss you alot.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115604305315977309</id><published>2006-08-20T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:39:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>havoc days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;recently im very busy with all the projects. i have got no time to update my blog. anyway this are the pics we took in class. girls camwhore! wheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/girls%20went%20camwhore.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. top from left: Dayah, Husna, Alizeh and me. bottom from left: Rekha, Api, Amira&lt;br /&gt;b. me and nini&lt;br /&gt;c. me and berry. the camwhore queens.&lt;br /&gt;d. Kasha and Dayah&lt;br /&gt;e. Api and Rekha&lt;br /&gt;f. Mas, Claris and Dayah&lt;br /&gt;g. the girls went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;h. sweety Kasha and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3491%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after school had group discussion. then after that went home for awhile to get my PCT2 result.oh yes.i pass! wuhooo.. I got 2 Bs and a C. ok.more than what i've ecpected. alhamdulilah. met dearie bel.we went to buy my sister birthday prezzie. bought her a handbag at metro. nice. we like it. and i hope my darling sister like it too. then we walk around pasar malam beside CWP and we ate our food under the void deck.haha..so cute lah bel. reached home about 8. watched SI. how can matilda out!!! damn sey. joakim or jasmine should be out. their voice sucks.seriously. i hope cutey hady will remain till the final.he got nice and strong vocal.i like him!! go hady!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/green%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On friday we had "survival" camp at school.so since we had 6 hours before the thingy start, we had our lunch at Arab street. after that we walk to raffles city and then to esplanade. met the other group doing their video for their HMC. and while they were actually recording it. i spoilt their video by saying 'HI' loud and clear.haha....we took group photo and camwhore here and there. after tiring ourself we headed our way back to school. celebrate Husna birthday and there we go for our "survival" camp.it was fun thou. i love you people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/lovedemall.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. Api, Alizeh and me at having our lunch at Victory.&lt;br /&gt;b. Rekha, Husna and James indulging the food.&lt;br /&gt;c. us on the train back to school.&lt;br /&gt;d. esplanade staircase. haha.&lt;br /&gt;e. the whole group.&lt;br /&gt;f. Kasha, Api, Rekha, Khairul, Lathikha, Mas, Husna, Alizeh, Irah, Dayah, Claris and me!&lt;br /&gt;f. me at pathetic school field.&lt;br /&gt;g. birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;h. best bud.alizeh and husna&lt;br /&gt;i. last but not least, berry and ilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes thats about it. i think i better continue with my sbs powerpoint. its already 1025. argh. i can say gdbye to my early sleep. :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care poeple.i definitely miss tagging everyone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115604305315977309?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115604305315977309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115604305315977309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115604305315977309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115604305315977309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/havoc-days.html' title='havoc days.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115572875426541340</id><published>2006-08-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:11:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as i lay dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/theEvent.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/theEvent.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;oh well its been hectic since monday.my body is aching and im lack of sleep. the minister change his mind and he came yesterday afternoon with whole bunch of people. and im deadly tired.on monday we finished rehearse like nearly 1030pm. i was lucky that my dad fetched me. or else i will only reached home at 12. since we are on the way to AYE, dad sent nini and masleena home too. and after i finished bathing and excited to be in my dreamland,  i couldnt close my eyes. i couldnt get myself to sleep. but actualy my whole body needed to rest badly.i only slept like 230am! argh. and in the morning im having HMC lecture. great. i had only 4 hours of sleep. ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however the thingy went well. the minster and whole lot of people were impressed.so yah. at least the whole production crew hard work is paid off. and i had loads of fun althou it was tiring. laughing about jason blur sotong..gossip with the other 2 camera crew using our headset.haha.. super great experince. next one will be on the 25. this time there will be additional of items such as cultural dance by my sweety reki. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today lecture was super boring that i almost doze off.so nini is my best victim.haha..oh yes. anw miss pinky.pls cheer up ok.dont be moody2 orite! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so happy that im done with my sister's birthday card. not that nice. but who cares. is the thoughts  and words that count right. i will include the picture of the card and the prezzie which i will only buy it tmr in my next entry. so tmr after lecture will have some group discussion with my darlings and after that i will be meeting dearie bel at cwp after her test end.i love bel. so nice of her to accompany me. futhermore i need to get her opinion on what to buy for my sis prezzie tmr. its so rushing. i know.haha..im a last minute person.whats new anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh..before i forget &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Husna!&lt;/span&gt;  i dont know if u read my blog. but even if you dont, dont worry i will wish ya again tmr at sch. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//and so, you lost. i won.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115572875426541340?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115572875426541340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115572875426541340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115572875426541340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115572875426541340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-i-lay-dying.html' title='as i lay dying'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115553228336601506</id><published>2006-08-14T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T13:18:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not happy.im very pissed with hypocrite monster.hahaha..nolahh..im ok. i just couldnt get myself to update my blog everyday/regularly. i've whole lots of projects that's still hanging in the air which the due date haunting me till now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got myself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; by joining in the guys from my class for the school event thingy this thrus/friday which i was require to be the camerawomen. chet! it's not that hard thou. but i hate standing at the same place for hours.taking video of some kind of "modeling show" and short skit for the minister. it would be better if i take my pictures huh.that will be more fun.i never hate cameras.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love camwhore&lt;/span&gt;.but i guess its a great experience afterall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day of 5th week for DipT1. and im left with less than 2 more week for my TPSW presentation.argh. not just that. my other module grp presentation too. and 5 more weeks to study break. this is so not cool. im so in need of study break. so i will be very busy indeed till end of the month.maybe stretch to Sept. only god knows.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see. it will be meaningless to update my boring life in this blog of mine for now. unless u peeps dont mind reading it.haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its always like when i got the urge to update my blog, theres for sure some other things which need my attention more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...my sister birthday card which is half done till now and forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like my research for my grp projects.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like cleaning up my messy room to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like eating and get myself fat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like disturbing others for no reasons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very busy right.i know.so thats why. my darling LION sister birthday is this friday.and i've not bought her anything. maybe wednesday or thrus i shall drag my darling bek to Metro or Seiyu if she's free on either that two days. hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh yeyness.this is my 250th post.whenever i feel like closing my blog or either change my blog add, i always &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have the difficulties to do so.there's so many memories in this blog.those sweet and sour memories eversince i started using this url. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before i get emotional.i better get going. yes.im goin school later on till 9pm.argh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Isreal, you are so cruel and barbarous. how could you kill those innocent people and children. you are definitely a murderer.shame on you! sheesh.&lt;/em&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115553228336601506?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115553228336601506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115553228336601506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115553228336601506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115553228336601506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115529383792547283</id><published>2006-08-11T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:12:43.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out with bel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/1600/bels.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/bels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went out with dearie hana to town.since both of us were so bored at home.we went to PS. looking all over for the scrapbookin shop. but we couldnt find.so in the end we walk to somerset and took train to bugis. had our meal at hjh maimunah restaurant.weee...nice nice. super hot. but super delicious and full meal. walk around arab street..we went to haji lane to spy on someone..sometwo..haha..the two stalker is non other than us.huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bugis market. bought same T.hana's brown and mine is purple.yey!!&lt;br /&gt;after that we walk to raffles and then to penisula. a good place to wash eyes.wuhooo.. bought my long sleeve there and hana bought her fav band shirt too..yeyness! we love2 it. reach home about 9pm since supposely she's schooling today.but in the end she din go to school today too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway,get well soon dearie. drink alot of plain water pls. hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and get well soon priya miss world.sorry couldnt visit you at the hospital. :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh. im still left with 3 days. i want long holiday pls. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dreamt about someone!! eeeeee...out of so many people.why am i dreaming about him? maybe because he was the last one i chatted on msn before i went off to bed last night? or maybe perhaps he find it super funny by being part of my dream.argh.well thats not the main point. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the point is, in my dream he gone eccentric and hit me with his/may not be his guitar before he ran away and i woke up from my dream. so people any idea of what my dream means?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//whatever it takes, I'll make your darkest days so bright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115529383792547283?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115529383792547283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115529383792547283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115529383792547283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115529383792547283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-out-with-bel.html' title='day out with bel.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115502093716666464</id><published>2006-08-08T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:40:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my parents going melacca later at about 5pm. i dont think i will be going. my eyes is swollen since yesterday night.but now it gets better.i hope so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought myself creative zen neeon mp3 yesterday.im really in need of mp3 as the journey to school and back home takes me about 1 hour.without mp3 i shall be a weirdo girl looking at poeple or either sleeping which often leads me to miss my stop. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh tanks dearie hana for accompany me break my fast and all. love you gf!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposely im having my HMC lecture at 2 today. but i dont feel like going and furthermore most of my classmates not going.so yes.here i am rotting at home listening to songs with my left eye swollen and in the middle of getting cold..ishks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, wanna wish my dearest babat...adv &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday Jia En&lt;/span&gt;!! i miss you loads!! i miss our crazy talk.i miss seating beside ya.i miss calling you babat!! haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may you be bless by god and stay cheerful sweets. hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Singa&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pore&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115502093716666464?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115502093716666464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115502093716666464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115502093716666464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115502093716666464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115492908692302404</id><published>2006-08-07T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:38:07.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im at school right now.rotting and excited to go home.maybe i will be going off during break.the room is so freaking cold and its raining now.how nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today TDMC lesson was ok.except jailani got emotional and started scolding the guys at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meeting dearie hana at cwp. i wanna purchase new mp3. my mp3 gone bonkers.sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;argh.i shall be officially broke soon and my shopping list is getting longer each day. ouh yes.i've not update my shopping list.hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think thats it for now. im goin out of the classroom. *runs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115492908692302404?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115492908692302404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115492908692302404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115492908692302404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115492908692302404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115483973979618656</id><published>2006-08-06T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:40:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;friday tutorial was boring.wasting my mrt fare only! ishks. i wanted to wear red last friday. but i change my mind. or else!! i got free ice cream you know. hmphff. but nvm. the ice cream not that nice.haha.. ouh..to be a patriotic Singaporeans, you gotta take picture like this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..we were suppose to discuss for our pathetic project for both HMC and TDMC. But i was busy listening to songs, chatting away with bel and taking nonsensical pics of myself. what a day! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went home about 3...around 5pm went out again to meet dearie hana after her test. we had chicken chop!! weee.. im super hungry. we thought of buying additional 2 piece chicken. hurhur.. thats how big our appetite can be. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday i had family big feast at Kampung Chai Chee Restaurant. its at changi if i not mistaken. actualy i dont feel like going. i was not feeling well.but since my uncle already booked the tables and order the food beforehand, i couldnt run away but to drag myself there. he ordered alot. everyone stomach was bulging after indulging the food. argh.i loves the black pepper crab. absolutely yummylicious. but too bad. halfway through i feel like vomitting already.so yes.i stop eating first while other were still enjoying their food. hmph!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/050806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;today just slack at home and rot with my assignments. i cant wait fer national day!! starting on 9 August till 14 there's no school!! maybe thats what we called as our self declared holiday since i dont have any holiday. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of my classmates claris already got her result for PCt2. where's my result!! argh. i wonder how my result gonna be. NO to remodule pls. im so sleepy now. but i got so many things to do. as usual.so many things to do yet so little time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't understand why so many "so called" chocolate lovers complain about the calories in chocolate, when all true chocoholics know that it is a vegetable. it comes from the cocoa bean, beans are veggies you know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, chocolate makes me feel good!! weee....more chocolates for me pls. i dont mind losing my voice as when it melts so creamy and soft in my mouth and it slides down my throat. argh.heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**i cant wait to see my exiguous cute little nephew.**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115483973979618656?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115462637127448559</id><published>2006-08-03T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:39:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mia fer days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im back! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wasnt MIA for no reasons. but i was too tired to update this blog of mine. assignment is piling up and i ought to catch up with the lectures. everything is so cramped together. arghs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i already started on at least 2 of my assignments. however, the journey to finish up everything will take me wks? ok. lets put it as forever. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be having my HMC and TDMC tutorial tmr. which means it will be from 9 to 5. nice. how nice! but its ok.i shall wait for next week.weee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, let me summarise everything since 29th July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th July- went to visit my grandaunt with my family.then we headed down to bugis.we went to taman warisan.there's some food festival.bought dendeng. the last i had dendeng was months ago. wuhoo..bought lots of the other foods. finally we had our meal at Hajah maimunah restaurant. had lemak cockles all by myself.weee..heaven you know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th July- clean up my room. changed the postion of some things in my room.and now it looks more spacious. ;) slack.eat.do some resached on for my TPSW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31th July- had 9 to 5 lectures with wolverine and jailani. it was super cold.all thanks to immanuel. hmphff! ouh. it was the last time we will be using LT-G101. argh. im gonna miss the lecture theatre. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st August- HMC lecture. nothing interesting.just learnt about some Personality and self test. had my group discussion. sent SBS survey to everyone at my msn contact lists.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anw thanks to everyone who help me with my survey. i love you all. muacks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd August- SBS tutorial in the morning.learnt about fruit fast and all. met dearie hana. we went to Pizza Hut at PS. weee... i love having meal with bel.because she's my eating partner.haha. we love eating right sweets? went to somerset. bought flip flop at OG. walked and walked. slack at BK for awhile and lastly we went to Far east. dearie hana bought earings and stuf.argh..im so in love with the black rose ring. im gonna haunt for it soon. reached home at about 10.bathe.chat for awhile and off to dreamland.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd August- no lecture today.slack at home.do some research for my HMC and TPSW.i think i finnaly made up my mind on what im going to do for my assignments of products. so yes. i finish part of it. and to be continue soon.maybe during the weekends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now here i am updating my blog.and i think i better attack my bed now in case i cant wake up tmr to school. shucks. take care peeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*//happiness in the between of you and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115462637127448559?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115462637127448559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115462637127448559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115462637127448559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115462637127448559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/08/mia-fer-days.html' title='mia fer days'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115410891673915224</id><published>2006-07-28T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:55:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritatin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;just came back home. meet up with bel.we went to bugis..had our early dinner at kfc. chicken chop you..argh..nice2. then we walked around bugis and headed our way to bras basah. bought my black vanguard sheet and we walked all the way to esplanade. had haagen dazs there..weeee.. i love the ice cream.bel, next round pls. ouh i saw my cuzzie working there. but too bad. no discount for us. :( but its ok.we enjoy out macadamia nuts and chocolate chip ice cream with caramel and cookies plus the fun i had with bel. *hugs bel*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yar. watched Ronin perform by the bay. ermm..oklah..doesnt have any effects on us. there were alot of secondary school students.must be their fans i guess. comfirm raman was there. but i love the electric guitar beat.coolness. how i wish i knew how to play musical instrument.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and as usual.our last destination was raffles place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for the day out bel. miss you already gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/28july%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eeeee...im officially hating someone. or maybe sometwo.haha..ok not hate. just dislike. and plus digusted pls. maybe what bel say is true. knowing nothing is better than knowing at all. whatever it is, im so honoured ok. i dont know that im an icon to you. how sweet. but still, get a life pls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate knowing things that doesnt concern me.im not sure whats your intention for boasting around about your life and repeating the same old story. i think my ear is exploding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know why im involved with these kind of people. regret? of cause. when i think back, i should have choose my friends wisely. however, i felt great living in a care free and care less life now. its great to feel angry and sad for awhile.and i get to overcome it within a day. i always tell myself that i gotta be strong now than i was before. so you see. you are not the only one having problem.i have problem too.but i do not brag about it every minute. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh.i have whole lots of assignments to be done. i have not had my group discussion yet. api is still away at KayL.happily ever after watching PCD and enjoying life there.. ishks. im still wondering on what product i should do for my tpsw.any ideas people? hmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i better go off to bed now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy your lovely weekend peeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//look at yoursel and know the truth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115410891673915224?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115410891673915224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115410891673915224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today, he accompany me to ttsh early in the morning. there's not alot of people today.so i end everything about 11..wuhooo..i haven had anything in the morning. so we headed down to far east.met yayan since she escape from school and we had our lunch at ramen ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my yummylicious sushi. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i couldnt drag myself to walk anymore. so yes.we went home after that. excited to tell bel and my parents of cos..weeee... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my assignment is piling up.i dont even know which one to start with. arghhhh! im so happy that there's no lecture today and tmr. but i gotta do my research on TPSW. that saul is such a pain! sheesh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its bulan rejab.and today is 2nd rejab. thought of fasting today.but since i got appoinment.i change my plan. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well im craving for cream puff.make it with durian pls. and im craving for tom yam.. bel.. when r u gonna make tom yam for me!!! im waiting ok. ishks. im worst than my sister who is 6 coming to 7 month pregnant.haha..effects i think.wahaha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its dinner time.i better get going. *runs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/14358951-115399662613815283?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115399662613815283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>pressurizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;theres so many things going on in my mind. im so lost and confused. i just couldnt find the peace in myself. everything is so pressurizing. talked to my sister just now. theres so many things that i ought to realise that i should think through everything in my life again. you know,i dont want to make mistake in life. i know. everyone in this world is not perfect.but i just dont want to regret in future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know who would understand if i told them now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who would understand if i told my reasons for going private diploma and not taking normal polytechnic when i can get in. when i've been dying to go poly since i was in primary school.who would understand why i choose mass comm and not others.who would understand why i am still single but not available now.who would understand the expectations and the hopes my parents put on me. who would understand my health. who would understand that everything in my life was actuali interconnected and theres same hidden reasons behind all this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody knows except for god. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont want to burden my parents anymore. i want to give the best that i could. so they are happy even if i have to scarifice. so they dont have to worry about me. life is short. we dont know if we could fulfil all our hope and dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sister even told me that there're things that i have to scarifice and there's things that i have to let go. argh!! i just feel like crying now. i know its better to think through now rather than its too late by then. and i know. nobody can decide for me. its my life afterall so i've to decide myself.&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam Bertandang&lt;br /&gt;Hati Berbisik Mengenang&lt;br /&gt;Cerita Derita Yang Daku Pendam&lt;br /&gt;Kata Menguji&lt;br /&gt;Cuba Untuk Kusudahi&lt;br /&gt;Berulang Airmata Membasahi&lt;br /&gt;Aku Kini Perlu Berdiri&lt;br /&gt;Walau Hakikatnya&lt;br /&gt;Pasti Kan Melukai&lt;br /&gt;Aku Ingin&lt;br /&gt;Semua Rasai&lt;br /&gt;Kerna Pengakhirnya Hidup&lt;br /&gt;Ku Sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Oh Tuhan Kau Berikan Aku&lt;br /&gt;Segala Kekuatan&lt;br /&gt;Meneruskan&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*//put yourself in my shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115375187231730694?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115375187231730694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115363972848670589</id><published>2006-07-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:18:05.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuzzie engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;argh..body aching everywhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was abg khairul engagement.early in the morning drag myself up from bed. take the gubahan..get ready my stuff and all. i wore green yesterday. actualy i thought of wearing my brown baju kurung to the girl's place.but since i wanted to bathe i changed to my green baju kurung.wosh! i look like a greeny monster. hekz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soon after we reached at cuzzie place i got to help out and all. went to the girl's place around 230 which was at bukit panjang.imagine from punggol to bukit panjang..yuhooo..one end to another.i was a camerawomen for the whole day.took video..photos. free service for my cuzzie.chet! cheapskate cousin. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh i had my birthday celebration with cuzzie too.the july babies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was quite tiring afterall.but i had so much fun with my cousins.. aunts reactions and all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by the time all the guests already went home.all my aunts started complaining on the things the girl's side gave. well of cause.not as alot and as nice as what we gave.but what to do.still have to accept it right? the only nice food is just the cake.haha..chocolate deluxe. mind you.it so superb yummylicious. yum. yum. reached home at 2am exactly. i was completely exhausted till now.and tmr lecture is at 9am..arghhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/22July1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/22JuL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is the card i made of cuzzie.it was actually come with 2 pieces.but i put it together here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my cousin was shocked to see that i got their pics. haha.. friendster.where else can i get their pics from. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway anyone tried eating chicken chop from kfc? is it nice? hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;opppsy.i haven iron my clothes for tmr.i better start packing my school stuff and all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what a monday blues tmr. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115363972848670589?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115363972848670589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115363972848670589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115363972848670589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115363972848670589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/cuzzie-engagement.html' title='cuzzie engagement'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115341251025423368</id><published>2006-07-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:39:13.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im so lazy to update my blog.lately im busy with school *like real*, getting myself fat, spending time with bel, updated with bf, make a card for cuzzie engagement and sleeping.haha..&lt;br /&gt;ouh. im already &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;. been eating alot recently with hana. yesterday met her at bedok after school. then we headed down to paya lebar to have our lunch.yey! finally we had our chendol. so we walked aroud there after meal, take away satay and otak2 eventhough i already had mee kway teow while she had nasi goreng. went to pasir ris park after that.we sat down listening to songs..talking..enjoying our food. ouh we played at the playground.argh..it was so fun!!! i miss my childhood days. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today met bel again.we had Mcd at sun plaza sembawang. argh...im gaining weight..wosh! maybe i can forget about losing weight for now.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/19JuL06%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally im done with darling cuzzie engagement card/birthday card. i shall print it out tmr and get a nice envelope to put it in. cant wait for saturday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometime im not sure why i was involve in things that im not suppose to. complicated things make me confuse. when i tried so hard to run away from all this, the more it came to me. is this fate? i don't know. at certain point of time, i just feel like banging my head on the wall or just be deaf and blind for a day rather than getting myself into unnecessary stuff. i should play safe u see. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so touched with the song hitman sent to me. i can somehow feel what he's going through now. i know it's hard to accept reality.but if you are reading my blog, i just want you to know that prayer changes things. like you always said, believe in qada dan qadar allah. have faith ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh.its 12am now.i better pack my bag and iron my clothes.so i can wake up a lil bit late tmr.opss.i mean later.haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//counting the days.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115341251025423368?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115341251025423368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115341251025423368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115341251025423368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115341251025423368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115314434756113184</id><published>2006-07-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:58:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im feeling so tired.first day of new term i already gone bonkers upon hearing about our grp presentation, written report and all.argh.today lecture was dynamic mass comm.rekha and all was wondering if our lecturer is a gay.haha..but he's ok. a lecturer who laugh at his on jokes and react to guys only. ishks.&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be human mass comm and profes in speaking and writing..wuhoo...9 to 5 lecture. great.right!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will fast again tmr.need to pay back my fasting.its already july.next month will be august. time fly..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night i did something crazy.i play around with the pills. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_3005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you peeps got nothing to do or simply wanna throw away the medicine or worst still give up on yourself and dont wanna eat the pills anymore.do this.its fun! try it out. haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the art of pills.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant wait for wednesday!!simple plan!! my chendol session!! weeee.. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//coming in a million broken miles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115314434756113184?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115314434756113184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115314434756113184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115314434756113184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115314434756113184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/shagged.html' title='shagged'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115303731123448600</id><published>2006-07-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:43:06.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;first thing thanks to those who wishes me happy birthday.im touched.i really do. i really enjoy my birthday esp celebrating with my loves ones. thanks ayah,mak,kak jun and abg edy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh.yesterday baybeats was so happening. a vacant affair and angelas dish was great. had my delicious feast with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dearie hana&lt;/span&gt; at lau par sat.we ate alot! argh..den about 9pm we went back to esplanade again. so pack! reached home about nearly 12 am.thanks dearie for everything! i heart you alot. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;this year birthday is so meaningful with lots of surprises.i cried when the clock hit 12am..those birthday poems by *ehem, gifts, wishes from everyone, unexpected people who i thought they totally forget about my birthday already and all. im so speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im so lazy to update my blog for a long post.feeling of rotting myself today since tmr back to lectures again. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/forblog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/forblog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/forblog3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i still remember when i had my birthday meal with franstykella at lau par sat on my birthday last year, the next day i went to johor with food poisonning.blame on the mee pok.sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but yest we had something else..argh..cockles.wuhoooo.... hana! next chendol ok. wednesday our simple plan dun forget. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/werdsneverend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it for now. lazy bear here lazy to collage all the pics.haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for now.lets rot!!!! weee... have a nice sunday peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*i miss you already bf! cant wait to see you. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115303731123448600?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115303731123448600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115303731123448600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115303731123448600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115303731123448600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115270412748194996</id><published>2006-07-12T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:56:10.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a smelly hair auntie step on my feet!! argh... she did not even say sorry. how ruthless! *roooarrrr* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so now double &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ouch&lt;/span&gt; for my nose and my feet. ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh. just for my own satisfaction,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont give up fighting even tills nothing else stand in my way. i know this means nothing to anyone, but i wont just seat down here and give up what i've been holding on to. yes.i do feels like giving up at times.but it was just thoughts. i may have given up in love, trust and everything. but i havent lost my faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i still love white flowers. im still in love with photography. im still in love with music. i still love the way i am. i am loving and my love for my wanna be bf is growing. i love my gfs. my darling bel1. i love my supportive family.thats for sure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so shut up.i dont need you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: my sister is more fat than me. wuhoooo00! ok.she's pregnant.haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115270412748194996?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115270412748194996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115270412748194996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115270412748194996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115270412748194996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/ouch.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115263318881307243</id><published>2006-07-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:58:33.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pimple in my nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my darling sister was admitted at kkh because she's lack of glucose and food poisoning i suppose. but her baby was ok.perfectly orite and perfectly active. very i should say.so accompanied my mum to kkh to visit her.orh.she looks so fat.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please look at the camera kak jun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when she look, she look like a fat chicken.hehe..cute lah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was telling my mum tat my sister look cute when she's &lt;s&gt;fat&lt;/s&gt;.haha.eh no, pregnant. well, other than taking pictures at the ward.i was so busy eating. bought a meal at McD.i was deadly hungry. i only had cereal bar for my breakfast. my dad was like.."hey u visiting your sister or happily eating" haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happily ever after eating my filet-o-fish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mission today is to sleep early.im so sleepy.but then i dont think i can. people around me are having problems. bgr probs and all. so i cant just go offline.isnt that selfish? hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did i say i have not study for my CS. uhuh..its so frustrating to memorise the format. i still remember during secondary school time when u memorise the letter writing format.formal and informal. haha..so the sec sch.but whatever it is, im not gonna study today.i mean tonight. perhaps tmr? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my nose is so pain! ouch. there's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; pimple&lt;/span&gt; inside and its so itchy. if theres pimple at your face, you wash your face with facial foam. but what if its inside your nose then? any clues?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115263318881307243?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115263318881307243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115263318881307243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! and it won!!! wuhooo..well not sleeping for the whole day yesterday until the match ends.it's worth it. soon after i finish shouting like a mad person,i felt so hungry.can u imagine early in the morning im like a hungry ghost at the kitchen finding for something to munch.ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orh well, MS paper was okies.argh.finally 2 done.left one more paper and then party!! weeeeeee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the paper, went to secret recipe at bishan with api.get myself the huge spicy curry puff pastry.its really huge ok. share it with my mum.i cant even finish it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh i saw this grandma on the train with her grandchild who look exactly like my grandma..the way she talks and all..argh. i miss her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometime people just dont realise what they said.maybe you said that out of anger.so yes.its fine with me. maybe you might want to hear my explanation before you jump to conclusion darling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wee..i loves my bedsheet.but i still wanna get that retro bedsheet from Aussino. it have got the same colours as this one.just that its in circles.argh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok now lets go munching.potato chips or chocolates.ermm..after a long consideration, i go for both..haha..fats for life.wuhooo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*pray hard that bf is fine.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115246602856016250?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115246602856016250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115246602856016250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115246602856016250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115246602856016250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-fever-ends.html' title='world cup fever ends.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115244009889027318</id><published>2006-07-09T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:53:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam tmr!! arghhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;can i forgo my MS and sleep the rest of the day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today its been raining since noon.its just a perfect weather to sleep. however i just couldnt get myself to sleep that long since i have not finish gone through my MS. but then!! at the same time, im just not too sure what to study.everything seems to be like an essay which the title/theme will be give on the day.cant figure out the questions that will be ask.so yes.gd luck to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think theres a point of time i should learnt to give myself a break. when im stress im really stress and it affects my ermm..mental health.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was dressed down by my dad yesterday for what happened.i know he care for me even he sound mad. ;( hurhur..uhuh.something stupid which nobody knows. oh no.bel knew it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was cuzzie ida's birthday.so she make some small gathering today and invited few of her frens, bf and me for her birthday celebration. but i just couldnt make it. futhermore im having exam tmr and i just couldnt get my pathetic sick looking face out the house. sorry sweets.so here wishing ya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;18th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may u succeed in everything you do and may allah bless ya sweets. stay happy alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we shall meet up soon..insyallah. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau datang bagaikan mimpi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau hadir daku sedari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekian lama ku nanti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau di sini..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yey!! aku bunga.the effects of being over belness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115244009889027318?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115244009889027318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115244009889027318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115244009889027318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115244009889027318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i finished my paper at 330 yesterday then met &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dearie hana&lt;/span&gt; at bugis. and! we took neoprint.its been quite sometimes since i last took neoprint. after that we had our early dinner at banquet.then there goes our camwhore.. ;) we walked from bugis to city hall and from esplanade to raffles place.took pictures everywhere. nonsensical pics.haha..but i had fun! lastly we sat down along the river near to clarke quay enjoying the breeze, eating ice cream and have our girls talk. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i end my day with a smile of cos. tanks dearie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/5julypic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/5julypic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/5julypic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so today woke up early in the morning to do household chores.clean up my messy room which im also getting sicked of it, washed my chicken little comforter, vacuum the whole house and ta daa. all done.except for..ermm..ironing some clothes and mop the kitchen.wanted to do everything one whole shot.but im so tired to the max. i will continue tmr den.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still wondering if i should went out tmr with api and wani.im so lazy. as usual.whats new anyway. i'll think about it. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes...congrats to pg.see.. patience is a virtue dear.im sure you can.don't give up ok. we will always motivate each other and we will succeed together ok? *hugs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think im going to take a nap.argh.im so sleepy. shucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//we can keep chilling like ice cream filling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115217100127861779?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115217100127861779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115217100127861779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; to be precise.while i was reading on APM, i doze off on my study table. i was so hungry but while i was about to eat, i was so sleepy at the same time. In the end i changed my mind and i went to bed. i changed my mind for the first time not to eat my favourite lemak cili padi.oh yes. my bed is in perfectly "nice" state.i don't bother to clean up my bed cause i knew that any point of time i could just be lying there sleeping. since i've been sleeping too much today and i have not got my APM on my head, i decided to use optrex eye drops to keep me awake and had my large mug of Ribena or ice cream.haha. it helps ok.only for me i guess.hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know.sometimes i believe that there's things i lived to bury my desires and pain. life is so unpredictable.how i wished whatever i'be been thinking and hoping he/she/god could hear it.well maybe god hear it..but maybe it's just not right time yet. so, lets pray, wait and see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my cousin going on NS soon. police. how come almost all my father's side is in police? hmm.. weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see..im&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; yawning&lt;/span&gt; again.is this some kind of sleeping virus? ishks. when i cant sleep, i really cant sleep.give me sleeping pill even.it will only works on me like awhile and i will woke up soon after that. but when im sleepy, i slept like i've not been sleeping for months.ok no.days..:) argh. my mum called me lazy bear. hmphf! lucky not pig. so un&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;glam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i better get going.i shall burn that apm course book, put it in a glass of water and drank it.. anyone joining me? ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115193531571298666?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115181988468476160</id><published>2006-07-02T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T19:29:56.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa freak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;went to tanjong beach at sentosa with my darling franstykella..steph and angel. i miss them to bits and pieces.i miss those time when there were 4 of us. :) then kpo wanny wanna join us and fill the blank.so yeah..it becomes 4 again. we looked like charlie angels now.haha..we were those crazy noisy people there. as usual angel was late since she got to help her mum with something. so while waiting fer angel, the 3 of us had our lunch at Mac. argh..mcspicy is superb nice. steph is vegetarian fer a day.so she just ate fries and apple pie.ishks ishks.&lt;br /&gt;we played volleyball..jumped into the sea..watched sunset..took never ending pics and laughed at wanny's nonsense was great.. all this really help me to reduce my stress. hurhur..thx people. perfect outing after its been months aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the pics we took yesterday.enjoy looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/1julypic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/1julypic2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/1julypic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/1julypic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/1julypic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after two days out of my nutshell, i got to get back to stress out myself again today.APM this wednesday. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so people..enjoy your sunday! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S to Pg and to whom it may concern:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Friends are like bras, they give you full support." haha.. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115181988468476160?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115181988468476160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115181988468476160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115181988468476160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115181988468476160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/07/sentosa-freak.html' title='sentosa freak!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115159813431021322</id><published>2006-06-30T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:22:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i live my life for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yesterday went to KK hospital to pay my niece a visit.she knocked her head on a metal panel at her grandma house. ouch. anyway get well soon sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still having my chest pain.but i still met efli and priya today.it was a last minute plan.i felt bad for declining to go out with them since last few months.since im not schooling and having my study week, i just coulnt find another reason for not meeting them. furthermore i've been a potato couch for days. ;) supposely zak and sugu wanna join us.but they got something on.so yes.just the three of us. drag myself up from bed, changed and went out to meet them at yishun first. then we headed down to Tekka.accompany priya bought her mum birthday prezzie which is the punjabi suits. not bad.quite nice. she bought 3 okies.i think she spent like $130. wosh! but before she started to do shopping, we had our meal at this indian restaurant.weee..i love the squid! then after walking round and round to find the punjabi suits, priya got to go off because her grandma was so sicked and her mum need her to bring her grandma to the hospital.so priya took cab home while me and efli went to esplanade to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/30junepic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/30junepic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/30junepic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and efli camwhore like nobody business.posing here and there. eat our chocolates.talk about nonsensical stuff and we watched jazz performance at 730pm. after an hour of jazz performance, we went out of esplanade and we walked around. then we went home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/30junepic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and now here i am updating my blog.i got to study abit for APM before i go to sleep which is right after i update this. i felt bad for not studying today. and tmr..im going out again.sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Khairul Adli&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you turn 25 on 1st July. see ya on the 22nd July on your engagement. i cant wait.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy ur weekends peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orh... p/s: miss you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bel1&lt;/span&gt;. *hugs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115159813431021322?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115159813431021322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115159813431021322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115159813431021322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115159813431021322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-live-my-life-for-you.html' title='i live my life for you.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115140910919741219</id><published>2006-06-27T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:54:19.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping fer baby stuf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke at 9am this morning. finished up reading my novel..went to bathe, had my breakfast and started reading on MS. seriously im not sure what to study for MS. im getting so stress up. halfway through while i was reading i fall asleep.haha..then my sister called and asked me to accompany her to causeway pt.she wants buy some stuff at kiddy palace. well easy to say im like a maid. but its ok.anything for my darling.argh.i love all the cutie little things.its so cute u know. im so excited. i saw something cute. maybe you people might want to consider buying this car. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image000.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or maybe this one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its so much more nicer then BMW, Jaguar or even Porsche ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.forgive me. im in a stage of depriving childhood. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out of so many things.something which attracted me is this one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;potty seat for children. there's strawberry! how delicious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes experience and what happened in the past taught us alot. i learnt from my lesson and i become more wiser. i tried so hard so that i wont encounter those things ever again.however, some things in life we just couldnt run away from it.we got to face and be patience with it. im not frowning and i realise that i got to see things in different ways. some have been thought brave because they were afraid to run away. so yes.it is the nature of thought to find its way into action. its time for me to keep my thinking right.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//The best things in life aren't things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115140910919741219?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115140910919741219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115140910919741219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115140910919741219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115140910919741219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/shopping-fer-baby-stuf.html' title='shopping fer baby stuf'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115125719183623635</id><published>2006-06-26T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:43:12.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mungkin bahagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how true can our gut be? i tried to follow my gut..but those powerful feeling just cant be ignored.i tried to understand and i tried to think positive of certain things.i tried to compromise and to believe in god's will. eventually at times i just got those pathetic feelings over things around me. how can i get the power to decide? where can i find those peaceful thoughts? defintely these questions that makes me think about things tat revolve around me. im not blaming on fate. maybe i should just continue and follow with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.going Johor last sat with my family was superb. fun fun fun. i love shopping and i ate alot.yes. more fats on the way. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2389.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahh..ayah..excited eh.. but my mum getting bored. bored with what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored with soccer lah. haha..german Vs sweden. its was so noisy.when there's a goal from german..the whole restaurant shouted "GOAL!" and my father shouted at my ear ok.ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2390.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sister acting like as if she knows what's going on. hurhur. like real only kak jun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/IMG_2410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what makes me happy beside getting fat eating at 12am is that i get to eat medium plate of butter prawn all by myself. heaven you know. heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im planning to go beach one of the days.feel like slacking and enjoy the breeze. anyone nice wanna accompany me? i promise to love you even more. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes yes.its 1:24am now.im not sure why im updating my blog nowadays at this hour while others were in their sweet dreams. maybe because i've turn to be like an owl. tsk.tsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before i started typing nonsense on my blog, i better go off to bed now or do other things. perhaps reading? yea. right. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to those schooling tmr.enjoy schooling. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115125719183623635?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115125719183623635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115125719183623635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115125719183623635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115125719183623635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/mungkin-bahagia.html' title='mungkin bahagia'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115108605261186003</id><published>2006-06-24T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:32:00.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study break is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its 1:19am. and im typing away this blog of mine. i just couldnt get myself to sleep and im just wondering if pg is ok.hmm. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went for APM just now.it was rather boring and he's teaching the same old thing.so i was busy happily ever after spending my time chatting with wani,pris,rekha and amira.those RPA behind me cant stop laughing over everything..germgal was seating beside me.irritating? of cause. i seriously in need of oxygen soon after class ended.oh yea. during break watched masleena and the rest dance at the studio.so cute lah.still it was very entertaining.well the studio was located VERY near to the gym..its been quite sometime since i last went to gym with api.i realise that i do miss gym ok. i miss the gym toilet too..haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes.u might not want to know this.but im so happy that its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;study break! uhuh.even its study break, im glad that i dont have to wake up early in the morning to school or simply drag myself in the afternoon from wlds to queens which takes me approx 1hr15 min inclusive waiting for the school shuttle bus or walkin from queens mrt station to school.argh..i declared that im free!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.enough of my &lt;s&gt;long&lt;/s&gt;..erm.short study break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum called me while i was on the train at Bukit batok.she want me to buy vege and some other stuff at the ntuc. then! while i was walking up the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; overhead bridge with those Vege and all, i realise there's this chinese &lt;em&gt;chikopek&lt;/em&gt; looking behind me.scary ok. he was like following me you know.he followed me right to my blk carpark.eeeee..so i act brave and turned around.he smile and walked his way to the blk infront of mine.damn it. in my mind i was telling myself that i got my mum's cabbage to throw right to his face and a bottle of ketchup to throw at his *ehem if he try to be funny..haha.. ishks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be going to johor with my parents later in the afternoon after my dad come back home from work.and! there's no shoppink list.but im planning to buy food. more food and lots of food to last me for the whole study weeks. ;) right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so people when u cant sleep like me, i suggest you take your own self pic like me. hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/Image010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;told ya. i cant live w/0 my spec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats it for now.its 2am. i better go off to bed. enjoy your weekends. and me.ENJOY my Study Break plus stressing my head over apm,cs and ms. im blessed. serious. i do.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115108605261186003?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115108605261186003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115108605261186003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115108605261186003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115108605261186003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/study-break-is-here.html' title='study break is here!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115099051815275032</id><published>2006-06-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:39:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my sister.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes my sister irritates me with her temper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes she said things that hurt me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes she scold me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes she lecture me like there's no tmr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i still love my sister ok.we had some girls talk just now. yes. i dun really share everything with her.but at least we share something out of our daily life. well maybe we have absolutely two different characters, but still we love each other to bits and pieces.she's my one and only sister. no matter what she will always be my sister. we had some reminiscence about our childhood life.aww..its memories u know. i miss disturbing my sister until she got mad like &lt;s&gt;lion&lt;/s&gt;.haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss peeping her every minutes while she was chattin at mirc with someone back then. i miss having pillow fights with her.i miss kicking her off the bed. now she's married and i've grown up.. we are adult now.no more of such thing.i really miss those days. i miss everything about us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you dearie kak jun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever felt that you are drifting away from someone? i think im feeling it now. i just dont know why.but after all these years i learnt to let go of people in my life without no regret. like everyone said, at certain phase of our life, we have to let go of certain thing/person in our life no matter how hard it is. im always ready for it. im used to people leaving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*//That's why I never have strayed from the thought &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115099051815275032?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115099051815275032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115099051815275032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115099051815275032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115099051815275032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-my-sister.html' title='i love my sister.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115088657056105764</id><published>2006-06-21T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:49:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been tagged by Irah.weeee...*hugs* i also like to be tagged.ok.only for today. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1. Do the following WITHOUT complaint.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. Choose 5 person to do this after you completed yours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-10 Favourites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Color: blue,white,lilac,green.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Food: Laksa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Song: overcome by within temptation. the song make me stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie: Harry Potter!! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Sport: volleyball and badminton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Season: summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite Day Of the Week: Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-9 Current&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: irritated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Taste: strawberry.i just had yoghurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clothes: Tee + trackpant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Desktop: my edited pic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Toenail Color: natural toenail color.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Time: 6.10pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Surroundings: lying on my bed with my pillows ard me. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Annoyance(s): him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Thought: should i burn him down? wahaha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 8 Firsts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Best Friend: Putri my kindergarden fren. we lost contact alr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Crush: cant remember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Movie: sorry i got STM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Piercing: 1 year ol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Lie: hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Music: y i cant remember anything eh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Car: wait long2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 7 Lasts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Drink: mineral water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Car Ride: today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Crush: bms guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Movie Seen: Da Vince Code&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Phone Call: my sister morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last CD Played: vcd can? oh wel.my sister watchin Prince and me2 now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 6 Have You Evers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: Yes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: woo..yes.no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: no way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: nehz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Been on TV: yes.in my dreams. counted right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: No.soon mayb.haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 5 things you're wearing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Tee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. pants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. my sisterhood ring. huhu&lt;br /&gt;4. my another ring&lt;br /&gt;5. my spec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 4 things you've done today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. eat 2 ramly burger. weee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. meet flower boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. finally wear my red shirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.eat chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 3 things you can hear right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. song from rihanna-unfaithful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. my neighbour shouting like nobody business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. my house phone ringing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 2 things you can't live without.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. my spec.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. my wallet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-1 thing you do when you're bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. blogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for the 5 people,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Nouru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Iira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Dee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.CT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Amira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115088657056105764?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115088657056105764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115088657056105764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115088657056105764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115088657056105764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/been-tagged.html' title='been tagged.'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115080789344759506</id><published>2006-06-20T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:51:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know.i was so sleepy this morning.mum wakes me up 3 times until she almost gave up.dad was late due to sending me off at JE as there was an accident at KJE and so i can take train to school.but!! when i reached LT, anna came and told us that there will be no lecture today.argh. I should i have sleep.hmphf! and another thing is we only receive the sms from school saying that there's no lecture today at class. which actualy was sent at 2 am this morning.shucks. so, i drag myself from queenstown to wlds again. heh.what a dread.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough of my morning nightmare.yesterday night i wasnt feeling good. i was angry at myself. and guess what! when i saw a cockroach at the kitchen while getting my sprite at the fridge, i took the Baygon and i spray it until it cant moves. i felt so good after that. *evil laugh* so yes.i vent my anger on the L size cockroach.wahaha.. maybe you people might want to try it too.haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss watching tv lah.seriously.its been quite sometimes since i last watched tv attentively. most of the time, i rather spend my time infront of my lappie or com chattin away, doing my non stop assignment or just simply online listening to songs without talking to anyone.so that's explain why im online but at times i din reply to any of your pm. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start watching tv..watch some dvds next week.start to mop my house..help my mum cook.and study of cause.uhuh. study break lah you. we must plan well for our break.yes yes.i just did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's match england Vs sweden. what time eh? hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115080789344759506?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115080789344759506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115080789344759506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115080789344759506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115080789344759506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/regret.html' title='regret'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115063498445983434</id><published>2006-06-19T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:42:10.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at certain of point time, we just need a change. oh yes. i had my tagboard back.so now u people who miss tagging me.there you go. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! i cut my hair with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dearie hana&lt;/span&gt;. i cut my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; hair which i kept for years! sad? of cause. but argh.i just need a change.it's way shorter now.i felt like my head was lighter now although my hair started to curl up.hurhur..there goes my little rascal hair. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/my%20hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/18june.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more week to go and weeee. study week! the time i been waiting for. i just need a break. APM later.get ready to be bored.hurhur..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great.im done with my CS assignment.no more assignment for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've not iron my clothes.i wonder what to wear to sch.hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115063498445983434?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115063498445983434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115063498445983434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115063498445983434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115063498445983434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/cut-my-hair.html' title='cut my hair'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358951.post-115056406995381691</id><published>2006-06-18T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:10:19.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's day ayah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this post is specially for someone who scarifice everything for his family.for his children.for me.for my sister. he never gave up on me.he think about his family needs first before himself. he worked hard to give us the best in everything. he cared about me and he loves me more than any guys would.he's my motivator.he's my darling.he's my Dad.my superb Dad and i love him more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8165/1296/320/cddc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i will make u proud Ayah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day i will be like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day i will scarifice myself for you too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you Ayah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your dearest heartstring,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jalilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358951-115056406995381691?l=ilathemisstink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/feeds/115056406995381691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358951&amp;postID=115056406995381691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115056406995381691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358951/posts/default/115056406995381691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilathemisstink.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fathers-day-ayah.html' title='happy father&apos;s day ayah!'/><author><name>m|ssblurt|nk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnujLR-6HaI/SKWngqDCYRI/AAAAAAAABRA/box4b2JOcso/S220/03082008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
