<?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-2665295994331625668</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:13:35.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-speakthosewords</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1402729137869673123</id><published>2009-05-21T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:05:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>there's pass out parade tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go, but i'm tired! how? haiyaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1402729137869673123?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1402729137869673123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1402729137869673123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1402729137869673123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1402729137869673123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/05/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8640801421513583238</id><published>2009-04-20T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:38:20.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation.</title><content type='html'>had english oral examination today in the afternoon. Alhamdullilah! it was answer-able. hahhhh. except that, the teacher said i read quite fast. -_-" if god willing, i will pass. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, received math and biology class test today. Alhamdullilah! i passed. i felt really contented. my effort paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, will be doing homework and making notes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, *we decided to divide our task. *he will be doing the notes for chapter 1-4 &amp;amp; 13-16 for biology and i'll be doing notes for chapter 5-11. after that, we'll compile everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dont know what to post about. goodbye! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8640801421513583238?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8640801421513583238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8640801421513583238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8640801421513583238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8640801421513583238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/conversation.html' title='conversation.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4648047524419712424</id><published>2009-04-13T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:51:16.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>books.</title><content type='html'>currently, studying for tomorrow's geography test. and today had math class test, vectors. it's indeed a short chapter but omg! it was super confusing. but passing shouldn't be a problem la. okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;current song playing: Ne-yo - Because of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4648047524419712424?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4648047524419712424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4648047524419712424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4648047524419712424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4648047524419712424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/books.html' title='books.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-662311189143415380</id><published>2009-04-10T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:23:26.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Carnival.</title><content type='html'>ytd was ADSS micro-olympic thingy. took part in basketball with valery, nicole and two other lower secondary girls. this means that five of us are representing yellow house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first segment was the opening of the micro-olympics. the student ambassadors have to run from one floor to the the other. fyi, our school has four levels, and each level are painted yellow, green, red and blue. so, it's like the colour of the olympic ring, except there's no black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fast forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won 1st for Basketball Girls. YAY-ness! hahhhhhhhhhhh [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had two class test this week. biology and chemistry. both were doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna chi-ongggg for MYE. i'm soo gonna get help from *dinie, since he was first in class, twice alreadyyy.  [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. till here. goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tired! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-662311189143415380?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/662311189143415380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=662311189143415380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/662311189143415380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/662311189143415380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-carnival.html' title='Sports Carnival.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5185320315510355385</id><published>2009-04-07T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:21:57.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking.</title><content type='html'>school's SUCKS. get that? yeahhhh. there was only geography and elective lessons. the rest was free period. &lt;em&gt;pffft.&lt;/em&gt; what the hell. i should have just stayed at home. &lt;em&gt;pantat&lt;/em&gt; betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SST/ remedial were fun. o.O for the first period of remedial, i ate and dint even managed to complete atleast one sketch. purr-fect. i really cant concentrated. furthemore, i was bloody hungry. i dint have proper meals since like sunday? and the ever caring *boyfie went to woodlands mart during the 35mins break, and i told him to buy whatever with that 10 bucks in my wallet. so yeah, he bought me puffs, crackers and drinks. we did shared. but, he din't eat much, only me. [:&lt;em&gt; i'm eating biscuits while typing, btw. *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology and chemisty test tomorrow. have to study. so till here. my biology textbook is just staring into space. it's waiting for me.&lt;em&gt; kay nott.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight readers! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5185320315510355385?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5185320315510355385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5185320315510355385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5185320315510355385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5185320315510355385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/slacking.html' title='slacking.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3023913603939427501</id><published>2009-04-06T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:23:52.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>sick. diarrhea and slight fever. so, didnt attend school. i'm feeling quite weak. cause been having runs. and didn't eat much cause even if i were to eat, i will still &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; it out. hahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching KBS world from yesterday. i love my daddy! he was the one who set up another starhub cable for the living room television. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt's family has finally moved out from their house in pasir ris. and they will be leaving with us for 6 months? once everything is final-ed, all of us will be moving out from woodlands. latest, january 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with *fatin and *sonia. and they told me that today the class present strength was pathetic. hahhhhhs. &amp;amp; i failed my social studies test. pffft. am eating cereal. erm, cornflakes the plain one to be specific. bleargh! tasteless. im hungry, so i have to eat. but, i havent even finish eating but i feel like going to the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, phoned *boyfie jst now. i'm so over the moon, when i heard his voice, saying 'hello'. awwwwwwwwwww. i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3023913603939427501?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3023913603939427501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3023913603939427501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3023913603939427501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3023913603939427501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-875627199447384689</id><published>2009-04-04T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:13:51.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;woke up at early at 7 today. bath-ed and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siap-siap &lt;/span&gt;then at 8 went out and met *fatin under her block. helped her carry the cake that i baked yesterday, together with *farah, but she baked cinnamon roll. and coincidentally, me and * fatin wore shorts and tee's of the same colour. and we look like twins. hahhhhhhh! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to today's story. we were pretty early, so decided to have breaky at KFC, while waiting for *dinie and *muhaimin to reach. they were supposed to meet us at 9am, Admiralty Place. but, as usual, they were late, this time round it was nearly 30mins. -_-" board the train to harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train, there was a group of malay girls. suddenly, a mobile rang. and guess what? the ringtone was one of big bang's song. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, reached harbourfront. we wanted to exit to harbourfront centre, but we exited the Seah Im Road Foodcourt instead. because of that, we had to climb the stairs of the bridge to Harbourfront Centre. since the *guys were hungry, headed to mcdonald's, they bought food, while me and *fatin went to get ourselves drinks at cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*forward, forward* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;took the monorail to Sentosa. honestly, it was my first time there. and it turned out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A-W-E-S-O-M-E ! &lt;/span&gt;thanks to *fatin, * dinie and *muhaimin. i was abit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakun &lt;/span&gt;indeed. but, who cares?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alighted at beach station. settled down at a spot. *all of us, except for *muhaimin, play in the water. not really in the water thou. just by the side, cause we're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gundus. &lt;/span&gt;we brought extra pair of clothes but no one brought towels. not only that, me and * fatin forget to bring extra undergarments. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;around 1pm, packed up at went to ride the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SKYRIDE &amp;amp; LUGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; this the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUN-NEST&lt;/span&gt; part of the day! bought 4 tickets. the skyride was indeed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scary l&lt;/span&gt;ah, but it is really an experience! then, took the luge down. oh my gosh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously, if you plan to go to Sentosa, you have to try it! really, no joking! if not, your trip's wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;from beach station, walked to imbia station. took pictures and stuffs. all for us were damn tired by then. erm, no no. let's be specific. *fatin and *muhaimin were the one's who was really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pancit&lt;/span&gt; already&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. hahhhhhhhh! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then, around 3, headed to Vivo City. took the train to outram park and then went to Bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met the birthday boy, *Yazid at Bugis. had our lunch at Victory, the murtabak shop. ordered; 2 bee hoon goreng and 2 medium sized murtabaks. mind you, we were super full after that &amp;amp; it was 5pm, by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;walked around j&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alan sultan&lt;/span&gt;. and hell yeah! there's one shop which sells vintage bags. hello! the bags were like oh-so-vintage! which you can seldom find elsewhere. me and *fatin planned to save up and get ourselves one bag each. by june, maybe? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insya-Allah!&lt;/span&gt; [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;while walking, bumped to *fatin parents. they asked where we're going and after that, continued our journey. we were exhausted, so decided to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bounced back. and finally, reached home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really enjoyed my day today. thanks to *them! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you people alotsaaaaaa! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, till here. goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p/s: pictures? visit *fatin's blog. thank you! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: ACI MAMA BANGLA! [: and GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! [:&lt;/span&gt;&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/2665295994331625668-875627199447384689?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/875627199447384689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=875627199447384689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/875627199447384689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/875627199447384689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-6548264482734347487</id><published>2009-04-01T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:27:35.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>*bf was sicked for the past few days. i wasn't able to have a proper sleep for two nights. cause i was worried. due to that,  in school, i was moody and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bf, i knw i was kinda quiet just now. basically because i knw that you wasn't 100 percent recovered, i din't want to disturb you. that's why i was like that. you know how your behavior's like if you're unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, just listening to songs and chatting with *sonia. will be doing art later. *yawns* my head is spinning. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-6548264482734347487?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/6548264482734347487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=6548264482734347487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6548264482734347487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6548264482734347487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/04/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1340335029426270176</id><published>2009-03-29T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:29:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday wishes.</title><content type='html'>27 march;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the 26 months with *boyfie. i love you sweetheart! let's keep counting, alright? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went out with dearest *fatin. destinations: terminal 3, singapore expo, tampines mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- birthday treat at pastamania, thanks love! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bought *boyfie present, PS3 game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cracked stupid jokes and laughed almost all the way, when we see people doing stupid things, we'll tend to laugh. *youknow, iknow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random conversation;&lt;br /&gt;me: boring ah kluar tkde berd, sebab selalu nye aku kuar confirm die ade.&lt;br /&gt;fatin: tuuu lahh. takde lelaki cm boring gituk.&lt;br /&gt;me: teringat sak that time kite kuar dgn berd mot zid semue.&lt;br /&gt;fatin: thats why. dorang ade, kan lagi gerek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 march;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR THE BIRTHDAY WISHES FRIENDS! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm lazy to update properly, so a rough one will do alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had GOH training. pathetic, we had to take a cab there cause the school din't book for us a bus there. but, when returning to school, there was a bus. thank god! and thanks friends from NCDCC, who sang me birthday song for the two consecutive years! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-noon, went out with *boyfie. he doesn't know that i've already bought him the PS3 game that he wants. so, when i gave him, he was like smiling all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to orchard. from far east to wisma atria to forum. *boyfie bought me a ring at wisma. thank you sweetheart! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had lunch. talked about random things. this particular conversation with *boyfie made me realised how much *boyfie love me and i can't leave without him. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- around 530, headed home. &amp;amp; and he wished me again, kissed and homed! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: next trip: SENTOSA! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1340335029426270176?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1340335029426270176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1340335029426270176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1340335029426270176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1340335029426270176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-wishes.html' title='birthday wishes.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8747126668304752457</id><published>2009-03-23T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:05:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday.</title><content type='html'>parents not working today. so, headed home straight after school. school's quite plain today. and yeah, changed my blogskin already, it's not really done thou, will continue doing it next time. pretty sleepy right now. i'm off to bed. ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, seriously, i got nothing to post about. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8747126668304752457?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8747126668304752457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8747126668304752457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8747126668304752457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8747126668304752457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday.html' title='monday.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4972514789380630942</id><published>2009-03-19T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:18:03.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome &amp; fantastic.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, had social etiquette. it was enjoyable, really. idk why some of them said it was boring. but for me, i really had fun! had a workshop in the morning. we were told more about western dining, table manners, the proper way to use the cutleries, proper handshake and how to introduce yourself and others etc. the instructors were super friendly.seriously, i laughed almost all the way during the workshop. one of the instructor, Mdm Hani, was hilarious. she's full of energy! i loike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we were given around 25 mins to get ourselves ready. then, assembled at the foyer. board the bus, and off we went to changi airport terminal 3. we had our brunch at swensens. a glass of coke, a bowl of mushroom soup, a plate of chicken cutlet and a scoop of ice-cream. YUMMY! hah! oh yar, sat beside *fatin in the restaurant, and *boyfie was my partner for the day! duhhh. and ibrahim was *fatin partner. we really enjoyed ourselves, right *fatin? heh! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibrahim had to say, 'bon appetit' first before anyone of us could start eating. and the guys did most of the jobs, i felt really awkward. hah!&lt;br /&gt;*do you want some chilli sauce? *&lt;br /&gt;*some pepper?*&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we were given some time to snap some photos with our fellow classmates. so yeah, took alot of pictures. [: and all of it look pretty niceee! [: *smile widely* &amp;amp;&amp;amp;then we headed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*skipped some parts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*boyfie went home and changed, while me and motai waited for him. after that, went to lepak around block 770 plus. we talked about our most embarrassing moments and the most memorable moments in our life. it was damn funny sak! hahahhh. played scissors paper stone with *boyfie, when u lose, the opponent has to slap ur hands real hard. the game lasted for around 10minutes, my hands were super red by then. around 615pm, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today. skipped Guard-Of-Honor training today. had a bad migraine the night before and was not able to sleep until around 4plus. slept till 10am, and felt better. since i promised *sonia that i'll accompany her to the childcare for her FnN survey thingy. before that, i met *boyfie. hang around with him. around 210pm, met *sonia. did the survey thingy. i'm glad that i'm able to help her. [: after that, headed to admiralty, met up with *fatin. decided to go to sembawang park just to laze around. but before that, went to causeway point to get some stuffs. friendship bands, dough nuts, long john silver, drinks. after that, took the train to sembawang and board 882 to sembawang park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not far from where we sat, there were a group of korean people having a party. back to the story. we ate whatever we bought just now at cwp. we had a whole lot of fun. snap pictures. (pictures? visit sonia's blog) [: around 530 headed back to admiralty and home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, listening to korean songs and chatting with sonia. and since sonia's changing her skin, i feel like changing too. let's see how la. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed ytd and today &amp;amp; i found out that..; -&lt;br /&gt;a)  *sonia and *fatin are the nicest, friendliest and funniest friend ever. [:&lt;br /&gt;b) *boyfie's the crappiest, lamest yet best boyfriend ever, and the only guy who never fails to make me laugh, even if he makes me feel down or mad, he stills the best at cheering me up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iloveyou. &lt;/span&gt; [:&lt;br /&gt;c) not forgetting, *motai, the most understanding guy &amp;amp; the best listener. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4972514789380630942?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4972514789380630942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4972514789380630942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4972514789380630942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4972514789380630942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome-fantastic.html' title='awesome &amp; fantastic.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5463445710662617916</id><published>2009-03-17T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:34:59.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we rock! (:</title><content type='html'>yeah, was late for biology practical class today due to some reasons. hehe. but, cher was so kind to let us in, after telling us a week ago that if we're late, we're not allowed to step in the lab. [: did some kiwi thingy, uh-huh. we're supposed to draw the cross-section of a kiwi fruit. my drawing was horrible. honestly, not only mine, the rest too! haha. but still enjoyed the practical! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;i pushed cher leh, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to fork and spoon again, with fatin, sonia, *boyfie and azhar. ate lunch. after that,  followed sonia to shop and save to get fishballs. yeah, FISHBALLS! let's be specific, it's DODO FISHBALLS! hahahh. [: then, went to mcdonald's, me and fatin did art while *boyfie continued his math and azhar did biology, sonia went back home. around 330pm, headed home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with sonia and motai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yeah, tomorrow social etiquette, let's enjoy! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, till here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lets count, 10 more days to 26 months anniversary, 11more days to my 16th birthday and 14 more days to *boyfie 16th birthday. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5463445710662617916?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5463445710662617916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5463445710662617916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5463445710662617916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5463445710662617916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-rock.html' title='we rock! (:'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-7892975947285860007</id><published>2009-03-16T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:38:52.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain in the ass.</title><content type='html'>so, went to school today. E5, malay students, were supposed to have mother tongue class today, however, it was canceled due to some urgent matter that our darling teacher have to attend to. understand, understood. (: had our free time, from 1045 till 1130, 45mins to go before our geography lesson starts. went out to yazid's block. bla bla bla ~~~ headed back to school, just on time. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think, i'm just wasting my time attending extra lessons during holidays. why? cause, i just can't get myself to pay attention during lessons. see? so, no point me attending them. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lessons for geography and social studies. worksheets were given out, explanations were given, but i just don't bother. IZZATI! FOCUS! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, art students were supposed to go to the art room and stay back, to complete our second board. but i din't. instead of doing it in the room, did it in the canteen, with *boyfie, and *girls. i only managed to draw out one shark. haha! cause, i was busy crapping with them. oh and, i did managed to help *boyfie in his math. we were just eating junks and crapping. &amp;amp; guess what? the packet of milo which i was drinking, suddenly tumbled and dripped on my skirt. and my dearest sonia was just screaming without even taking the milo. she could just sit there and scream. haha! so yeah, i had milo stains on my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 230, headed to fork and spoon, to have lunch. fatin lend me and *boyfie her umbrella. thanks alot! even though, we dint make full use of it. hah! while we're making our way to woodland's mart, *boyfie kept talking craps and i laughed almost all the way. he's like the crappiest boyfriend i ever had. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had indian rojak. shared with *boyfie. while sofia and fatin had noodle. crapped alot. headed home at around 4. reached home, straight away turned on the laptop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't text *boyfie, because his handphone went for a holiday. hahah! *youknow, iknow why. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's okay. atleast, i get to see him tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-7892975947285860007?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/7892975947285860007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=7892975947285860007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7892975947285860007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7892975947285860007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/pain-in-ass.html' title='pain in the ass.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2895864619907315853</id><published>2009-03-15T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:19:59.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh gosh.</title><content type='html'>its been ages since i last updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;kay, bedek. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;it has been weeks, i should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school's great.&lt;br /&gt;seating arrangements changed.&lt;br /&gt;new desk partners.&lt;br /&gt;well, amazingly, i did pay attention during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;but i will tend to get restless during the last few minutes. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, me don't have any idea what to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, i was selected to be in the NCDCC day Parade. how great! (:&lt;br /&gt;since our school NCDCC unit has won GOLD, we are selected to be the Guard-of-Honor.&lt;br /&gt;fun or whattt?&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to be in. (:&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;already went for 2 trainings, and there's another 22 training days to go.&lt;br /&gt;fuuhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;weekdays will be spend on academics, first half of my Saturday, will be spend at HTA for training and the second half, it's either studying or spent time with *bf , Sunday rest day, not really rest thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm already feeling stressed. not because i can't managed my time properly. it's just that, March is ending sooon and April's coming. that means, O level are around the corner. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Insya-Allah, if god willing, with the motivation from family and friends, i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, my relationship is getting better and better. Alhamdullillah! thanks for making each and everyday spent with you a wonderful one! *youknowiloveyou (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 27's coming! 28's coming! 31's coming! i love those dates! (: March is such a wonderful month! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2895864619907315853?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2895864619907315853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2895864619907315853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2895864619907315853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2895864619907315853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-gosh.html' title='oh gosh.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-6649523501094869857</id><published>2009-02-21T18:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:01:05.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look only at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m not trying to make sense here&lt;br /&gt;I’m just trying to make things right&lt;br /&gt;I’m not asking, but I’m telling you&lt;br /&gt;Baby listen&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah I’m sorry girl&lt;br /&gt;All all all all it’s all my greed&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah I’m sorry girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Look Only At Me, Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All men are all same but I am different, believe me girl&lt;br /&gt;I am different from those other guys you met&lt;br /&gt;I said with my whole heart that ‘I will only look at you’&lt;br /&gt;There won’t be betrayal in front of love you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I sometimes waver&lt;br /&gt;But don’t worry it doesn’t go farther&lt;br /&gt;I was just curious of being fluttered from dating for a long time, those small fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel happy when you are next to me so I am not alone&lt;br /&gt;But I feel unnerved and think the past was better sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Although I feel sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever cheat although I do, baby&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget about me although I do, lady&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don’t contact you&lt;br /&gt;And if I met lips with another woman, look only at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I am sorry honey, but…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I delay a date with you today&lt;br /&gt;Once, twice, it became many times already, like a habit (Let’s meet for sure tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;‘I will do it next time’ ‘I will do better from now on’ but I lie at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t help it, I keep lying to you&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s bad, I always feel anxious&lt;br /&gt;No girl girl girl&lt;br /&gt;Everything is my fault, swerved (broken) promises repeat (ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I hope you won’t know about this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I look for you when I feel lonely and inconvenient&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry, then it happens soon&lt;br /&gt;You comfort me saying it’s okay to do it when I am foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know very well that I only think of myself (Honestly I don’t know well)&lt;br /&gt;You wait for me at the same place everyday, but that’s all baby&lt;br /&gt;I wish you will always have only me&lt;br /&gt;That’s my wish, a man’s hope, honey don’t hate (hate on/cuss at) me&lt;br /&gt;No No…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this song is written/sang by G-dragon, from Big Bang. a korean hip-hop band. it is originally sang in korean. this is just a translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is about a guy (not G-dragon, duhh)  being selfish. he's somehow a pimp. however, he still love his current girlfriend and doesn't want her to leave him. thats the reason why the lyrics said, " look only at me". cause, he doesn't want his girlfriend to look at other guys. even if, he's attitude sucks, he still wants her to be his. it's really sweet, for me la. (: actually, there's a 1st version to this, but i prefer the 2nd thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a random post la, atleast i post okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, will be studying for geography and math paper on monday. JY, everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love, ZAAAAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: february's ending, march's coming! woohoo! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-6649523501094869857?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/6649523501094869857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=6649523501094869857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6649523501094869857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6649523501094869857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-only-at-me.html' title='look only at me.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5647806301535495629</id><published>2009-02-18T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:10:53.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into the new world.</title><content type='html'>hello humans! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 17 February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as per normal. had geography test, which i think i'll fail. cause, what i studied din't came out. it's super shiety. it's okay. it's not the end of the world yet. as long as i kept saying that i'll not give up, sitting for the Os will not be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 5 periods of elective. that means, it's just shading and sketching till 430pm. it wasn't that stressing thou. *bf went home at 225pm, cause he forgot to bring his investigation. fatin and sofia asked him to get them something at mcdonald's, on the way mahh. so, he brought back mcdonald's to class. fatin shared fries with us. thanks! (: i'm proud to say that, i've done my 1st board. 7 more boards to go! I can do it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after SST, *bf treat me mcdonald's. haha. mcdonald's again.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;headed to woodland's mart, with muhaimmin. we had a great time talking/laughing/crapping. thanks *bf for the meal! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 615pm. studied and slept. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 18 February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had MT paper 2 today. it was not doable for me. but, i can't fail it, cause it's my own language. noob! haiyaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, aunt has already signed the contract. so, it's confirmed that we'll be moving. earliest by december. luckily after Os. hmmph. oh and congratulations to aunt for having another baby. hehehe! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bf, we've made a promised right? regarding our future plans? please, keep that promise okay. iloveyou, sweetheart. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5647806301535495629?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5647806301535495629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5647806301535495629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5647806301535495629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5647806301535495629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/02/into-new-world.html' title='into the new world.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2584722483100094645</id><published>2009-02-14T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:57:05.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine.</title><content type='html'>i've been very busy this few days. and exhausted too. oh my oh my, i guess, i have to 'tahan' till O's end, which will start in 8 months time. haiyer. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had an enjoyable baking session with the *girls yesterday. i baked cheesecake, while the *girls bake brownies and cookies. everything came out how it should be. how nice! (: however, some people just have to spoil everything. haiyer. saddening! but, i did had fun with the *girls.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou,*girls! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="hd pag"&gt;   &lt;h2 class="extended"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Daily Overview for February 14, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="astro-sign-info"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/astrology/aries/daily-overview/" class="aries"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;h5&gt;Aries&lt;/h5&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;h3&gt;Quickie&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An introverted person is intriguing you -- be gentle and get a conversation going.&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;Overview&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen to your heart today -- it' s trying to tell you what's coming up! You may have to deal with something pretty heavy, but as long as you're honest with yourself, it should all go fine. &lt;/p&gt;it's true. only certain people know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sonia, thanks for trying to cheer me up yesterday. thanks alot! i'm sorry, cause i know i'm stubborn. you care about me, i know. i'll try to settle everything as soon as possible. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fatin &amp;amp; Sofia, i know you wanted to help me by passing that cake to him. but please, it's no use. just forget it. thanks anyway girls. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mot, thanks for all your advice and hel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p. and thanks for being a very good friend/listener. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers. and happy valentine's day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2584722483100094645?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2584722483100094645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2584722483100094645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2584722483100094645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2584722483100094645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3983063745065448278</id><published>2009-02-11T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:24:45.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blog will be dead for awhile till the owner has free time to update. So, once it is alive once again, the owner will inform you people out there! (: thank you for your kind co-operation! huahuahauhua! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm just effing lazy to update la. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;goodbye!&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/2665295994331625668-3983063745065448278?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3983063745065448278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3983063745065448278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3983063745065448278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3983063745065448278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-god.html' title='oh my god.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4060177112730933164</id><published>2009-01-24T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:35:57.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sree Narayana Mission Home</title><content type='html'>let's update a proper post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's were tiring yet stressing yet fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math lessons;&lt;br /&gt;i'm coping well. except for the fact that i'm not used to using the calculator for standard deviation. therefore, i told myself that, i'm not going to use that method for O level. i'll be wasting a lot of time if i were to use the calculator to calculate the standard deviation. (: had math test last tuesday. it was doable for me. hoping for the best! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english lessons;&lt;br /&gt;were way better than last year's. i tried to make myself awake by scribbling onto my table, and also, paying attention. i want to strive for english. so, i'm really going to buck up. my language sucks. pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humanities;&lt;br /&gt;geography was kinda difficult to understand cause Ms Wahidah was going through quite fast. i'm confident that not only myself who doesn't understand that topic, others too. i'll try to study on my own first, if still no improvement, let's seek for help. (:&lt;br /&gt;social studies, fun through out. Ms Sharifah teaching is great. i love her enthu. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sciences;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i'm coping quite well in both biology and chemistry. except for the fact that, there were some confusion in chemistry. i asked Ms Teo to clarify it with me and Fatin. and Alhamdullillah, we understand it. (: so, people, if you don't understand, make and effort/initiative to ask. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art; (O level)&lt;br /&gt;stressing. i'm really not sure what i should do for my next board. i have to start on my research sooooooon. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue;&lt;br /&gt;no comments. it's my language so i can't say anything. its just me. hahhhh. like i said, my language sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-da! atlast a proper post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 27 january is coming in 3 days time. &amp;amp; since it's chinese new year and we have lots of work and test piling up, we have to stay home and study. alahhhh. lagpon, macam aku bley kuar. pfffft. i'm really sorry,*bf! but, we decided to postpone it thou (: however, the atmosphere won't be the same. haiyaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i love you, boyfriend! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4060177112730933164?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4060177112730933164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4060177112730933164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4060177112730933164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4060177112730933164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/sree-narayana-mission-home.html' title='Sree Narayana Mission Home'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1273712812625657097</id><published>2009-01-22T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:49:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhBJDfDSeI/AAAAAAAAALE/bgk6MngbO-c/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhA6_aomoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XtUkehegs0c/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294052744173755010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhA6rGhLAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/K0mMbHPO4TU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhA6rGhLAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/K0mMbHPO4TU/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294052738720672770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhA6be9NHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rUgLPwX0XFM/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhA6be9NHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rUgLPwX0XFM/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294052734528205938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wXn__JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/R9uPiK67Los/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wXn__JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/R9uPiK67Los/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294051462182075538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wflwhWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M8B6-w98kdo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wflwhWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M8B6-w98kdo/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294051464320157026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wKtOrkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wcbzUE-Lj_M/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_wKtOrkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wcbzUE-Lj_M/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294051458714349122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_vzH-mRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nogKERXxn1E/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_vzH-mRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nogKERXxn1E/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294051452384090386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_v8PGLwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tCAVtCV5sb4/s1600-h/pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXg_v8PGLwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tCAVtCV5sb4/s320/pic+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294051454829866754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NUR YASMIN SALSABILLA PUTRI NASRULIKRAM! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1273712812625657097?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1273712812625657097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1273712812625657097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1273712812625657097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1273712812625657097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday party.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXhBJDfDSeI/AAAAAAAAALE/bgk6MngbO-c/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-507495649898692029</id><published>2009-01-18T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:20:15.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqMAYwgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZExv7nxwB7g/s1600-h/atiiiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292468059239924226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqMAYwgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZExv7nxwB7g/s320/atiiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqPL0PQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7vhUFSSuTcs/s1600-h/atiiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292468060093168898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqPL0PQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7vhUFSSuTcs/s320/atiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqJk1_DI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uiSWBOLMh_g/s1600-h/atiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292468058587528242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqJk1_DI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uiSWBOLMh_g/s320/atiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfp4eyeaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_OSD58ZetK4/s1600-h/atii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292468053998729634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfp4eyeaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_OSD58ZetK4/s320/atii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thanks to ahmadzulhelmi for the beautiful pictures! (: hahhhhh. &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/2665295994331625668-507495649898692029?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/507495649898692029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=507495649898692029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/507495649898692029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/507495649898692029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-pictures.html' title='random pictures.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SXKfqMAYwgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZExv7nxwB7g/s72-c/atiiiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3065966266690318733</id><published>2009-01-15T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:10:13.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short post.</title><content type='html'>i just feel like deleting this blog. why? cause i feel like to. but, all my memories are here. should i or shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, no school for upper secondary student. we're having homestay LMS. its way better if school's were as per normal. cause there's alot of confusion and stuffs like that in the learning system. it's either the pictures can't be open or there's nothing posted for the particular subject.&lt;br /&gt;how troublesome! if this carry on till O level, no one will be graduating. hahhhhhh (: i'm really missing lessons. i don't get the motive of having this online learning system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, meet up with *bf and mot, for brunch, at mcdonald's. brought my lil' cousin along. helped the guys to buy groceries from shop and save. both of their mothers, told them to buy groceries. so cute! then, went home. i didn't log out from LMS when i went out. hahhh (: *phewww* luckily, nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to photocopied worksheets for the guys. and went to send my pictures for develop. and currently, watching boys before flowers, a korean drama. i love it! (: awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's really frustrating when you text someone and he only replies around 45 mins after. right? gahhhhhhh. feel like taking the phone from him and crash it. oh wells! there's nothing i can do, except for, be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's CCA tomorrow. actually, i'm quite excited over it. hahahhhh. cause, i can't wait to see the sec 1s. hahhhh. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 12 more days to our special day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3065966266690318733?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3065966266690318733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3065966266690318733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3065966266690318733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3065966266690318733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-post.html' title='a short post.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3017331461773579325</id><published>2009-01-12T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:19:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot guys. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SWsKxEu22gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DRGaKYGsTt8/s1600-h/nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290334025476921858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SWsKxEu22gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DRGaKYGsTt8/s320/nick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; name: Ch'an rak Khun aka Nickhunn/ Prince.&lt;br /&gt;from: 2PM.&lt;br /&gt;singer and dancer.&lt;br /&gt;origin: thailand. (:&lt;br /&gt;*so cuteeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SWsGekIm6cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cJhZlAnh5iI/s1600-h/top-big-bang-101783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290329309442402754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SWsGekIm6cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cJhZlAnh5iI/s320/top-big-bang-101783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;name: choi seung hyun aka TOP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;band name: BIG BANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hottest rapper in south korea! (: *screaaaammmmms*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats it. hahahh! got nothing better to do mahhh. 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(:'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SWsKxEu22gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DRGaKYGsTt8/s72-c/nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3891853021259157115</id><published>2009-01-10T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:19:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first of week of school.</title><content type='html'>since i have a plenty of time, let's just do some recapping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 6th January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lessons as per normal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after school, *bf had detention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waited for his detention to ends at 53opm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;before that, headed to admiralty place with mot. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he went to photocopied some worksheets while i went to meet the  *girls for awhile. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then, meet up with mot again, bought hot fudge sundae ice-cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took a long journey back to school. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;while walking, we talk-ed * laugh-ed. (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reached school, slack around &amp;amp; suddenly, mr teo came.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; he helped mot in his math. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; i listened. i love mr teo teaching style. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;530pm, went back home! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday, 7th January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lessons as per normal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after school, didn't attent meeting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went back home, but then, no one's around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; stupid, i didn't bring along my keys. pfft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so, headed back to school &amp;amp; watch eury soccer match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;versus sec 3s guys, &amp;amp; of  cause, eury won! (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;at 6pm, went back home without *bf. cause i have to reach home fast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday, 8th January. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lessons as per normal, yet again, (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after school, changed into NCDCC full uniform.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had CCA open house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had successfully attracted quite a number of people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;at 6pm, we were realeased. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went back home with *bf. (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday, 9th January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mdm arfah wasn't in school, so english lessons were two free period for E5. all of us took the free time to finish up on our geography project. &amp;amp; thank god, my group managed to complete it. (: good job, girls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, had PE. had a friendly captain ball match with the 5N2. we lose, but we did have fun! i injured myself thou. during recess, i noticed that there's a hump on my knee. hahhh. it's swollen. anyway, didn't eat duing recess time cause i ain't got the appetite. so, just got myself a drink, and relax. hahhh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after recess, had math and social studies. lessons were understandable. (: atleast i paid attention, okay! after school, headed back home &amp;amp; off i went to dotdotdot. no need to know la. hehehhh. *fast forward everything* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;about 4plus, reached school for CCA training. played bonding games. sec 4s and sec 1s team up together. we played various games. fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me just elaborate further during the dog and bone game. there was one time when number 6 was calle up, and no one from the sec4s and sec 1s team came out, while the other team (sec2s &amp;amp; 3s) number 6 already out. so, i dash out la. i tapped on that girls shirt, but it wasn't stable since i was running, so, i grabbed hold of her t-shirt. &amp;amp; she was running so i was dragged. and eventually, i fell on my back, plus i was injured again, and fyi, it was on the same knee during PE. fcuk! and my ankle was twist. but, i didn't want waste their time, i get up on my two feets and start to participate again and again. cheering here and there. and suddenly, number 6 &amp;amp; 3 came out again. from my team, no one came out. so, i have to catch that fella. run around the parade square with my twisted ankle and injured knee. after that, i was really pancit already. i started to limp as i walk. but, still, i played a few more games. just to have fun with the sec 1s. (: but then, i reported sick cause my leg can't take it anymore.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at 530pm, we were dismissed. luckily *bf ride his bicycle, if not, die seyy. meet up with zid, fai, mok, azhar &amp;amp; shafa. *fast forward again* reached home at around 645pm. shower-ed and had dinner. after that, was stuck infront of the computer playin games with *bf. i won alot of times! YAY! ahhhhh. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today is saturday the 10th. will be going to the poly open houses, ngee an, nanyang and singapore poly only la. despite my injury, still want to go out. hahhh. (: till here, byebye. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goodbye readers! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: 17more days to go. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3891853021259157115?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3891853021259157115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3891853021259157115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3891853021259157115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3891853021259157115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-of-week-of-school.html' title='first of week of school.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2690322705400929248</id><published>2009-01-05T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:32:55.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>detention class.</title><content type='html'>my weekends were great.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday evening, met up with *bf. (: the meet up last for aroun 45 mins or so. kissed &amp;amp; home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, stayed at home. did assignments, play computer and stuffs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, 5 january, which is today.&lt;br /&gt;second day of school. lessons were okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;had assembly, 4express sat at the gallery. hahh. been waiting for it.&lt;br /&gt;crap-ed with *sonia. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had detention class, for skipping one lessons during the bridging programme. *pfft*&lt;br /&gt;DC started at 230pm. for one hour, i slept for 1o mins, read a book for 2o mins, and been scribbling for 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Mdm Mala, who came in and asked for volunteers. i raised up my hand, and was picked. i'm the roses among the thorns. hahahhh (: helped the english department sort out the books which to be given out to all 4 levels. heavy plus tiring. but, time flies fast. tup tup, get to know that, the pupils who were in the class doing detention was dismissed early, so, quickly finish up my job and zoom i went to the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the match was over already. haiyaaaa. nevermind. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; *bf hand was stepped by some stupid chinese player, from the opponent team. fcuk sia! that chinese guy wear boots with metal studs somemore. KANASAI! my *bf hand injured so badly sak. seriously, i don't even know how to describe the injury but wah sial, terok siak! bodoh peh jantan! haiyaa, luckily *bf strong! but still, seeing him injured, makes me feel &lt;em&gt;injured&lt;/em&gt; as well. if i were to be given chance to seek revenge, i will wear that boot with metal studs, and stepped onto his face sakk. cb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, *bf sent me home. and that's it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with sonia. (;&lt;br /&gt;very tired, i guess will be off to bed sooooon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2690322705400929248?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2690322705400929248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2690322705400929248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2690322705400929248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2690322705400929248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/detention-class.html' title='detention class.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3510521722698761693</id><published>2009-01-03T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:09:33.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school.</title><content type='html'>so, first day of school was okayokay. met up with the *girls first then headed to school. it was super packed in the canteen and due to that, we can't find *sonia. haha! assembled at the parade square. we searched high &amp;amp; low for the tag which has 4E5 written on it. &amp;amp; finally, we noticed that the sec ones are sitting onto it. hahhh! so cute. as usual, assembly, sing the necessary songs &amp;amp; some admin staffs. there are not alot of changes thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as is it was a start of a new semester, not a new year. anyways, 4E5 class is at the second floor. atlast it's on the lower level. (; mdm arfah is still taking us as a form class and also for english. im quite thankful that she's taking us as a form class. cause i rather have someone whom i know. it's more comfortablem mahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting arrangements, duty roster, class representative, subjects representative. blabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PE, or should i say, we had a height &amp;amp; weight session? hahh. i grew 1-2cm, and gain 2kg. hahahhh. atleast i only gain 2kg, unlike *bf who nearly qualified to join ffc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than admin stuffs, what the class did was talking! hahhh. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, sent *bf to the bus-stop cause he's going for prayers. then walk back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, lessons will be as per normal. work hard, everyone! (; let's aim for the best! *SMILES WIDELY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 24 days to go. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3510521722698761693?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3510521722698761693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3510521722698761693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3510521722698761693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3510521722698761693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3246238108369736892</id><published>2008-12-31T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:09:18.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haristyle.</title><content type='html'>tuesday, 20 december was a super hectic day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am, shower-ed &amp;amp; headed to mum's shop. had a light breakfast and off i went to the hospital. *skips the parts that happened at the hospital* then, aunt fetched me there. we went to clarke quay to meet her friend. luckily, i'm quite close with he friend. then, we ate at warong M.nasir. NOTICE: DON"T EAT THERE! VERY EXPENSIVE! hahahhhhhhh. *evil laughs* i ate rice with beef rendang and one serving of vegetables cost me 5bucks plus. that's not inclusive of my drink. shuts. so expensive, i tell you. eventhough the food was eat-able, somehow i think it's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent almost 2hrs there. since my aunt wants to do some catching up with her friend, i decided to wander off alone to nearby places. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around two, met her back at that makan place, and headed to jurong. i re-rebonded my hair again. but i&lt;strong&gt; slightly&lt;/strong&gt; cut it short and thin, cause my hair was super long and thick. hahahhhhh. cut my fringe, it's quite short now. so, the possibility for me to get caught for long fringe during the first day of school, is slim. hahhhhh. (: the plan was to have banks, but, i will definitely look like a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; pau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if i cut that way. hahhhhhh. -___-" i spent a total of 4hrs at the salon. it ends at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, straight after that, aunt send me off at NYP. there's a malay cultural production. since my 1st sister is the ex-vice president, she was invited and have two VIP seats. siince her boyfie can't come due to NS, she told me to come over instead. i reached NYP just on time for the show. phewwwww! ~~~the production was entertaining! i loike~~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the production ends at 930pm. we had our supper at mac before headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone was flat, so as soon as i reached home, i charged. i was really hoping that *bf would msg me saying that he's back or smtg. cause, he was supposed to come home on monday, but he didn't. he didn't noticed me anything, but he does noticed his friend about his extension in malaysia. damn! how am i not supposed to be mad or smtg? if  can managed to find to time to inform his friend about him coming but on tuesday rather than monday, why can't he just inform me too? gaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! binget ke paaak? ytd night, i text-ed two of his friends, asking whether they heard any news from *bf, both replied saying the same thing. waahhh, his own *gf don't know what he hell is happening to him, but his friends know. gerek ke pakkk. the reason i didn't want to msg him, asking him when his coming back etc, cause i didn't want to disturb his vacation. haiyaaaaa. pfffft. enough said here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's the last day of 2008. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, people! say BYE to 2008, and HELLO to 2009! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: school's starting soon. gaahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3246238108369736892?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3246238108369736892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3246238108369736892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3246238108369736892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3246238108369736892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/haristyle.html' title='haristyle.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5593862780761534531</id><published>2008-12-29T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:15:36.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a brand new year's coming. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhNWv89pzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/W05t8_BDpD4/s1600-h/CIMG9947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285059215943903026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhNWv89pzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/W05t8_BDpD4/s320/CIMG9947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *ignore the bigggggggg arm * hahhhh (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's been days since i last update. i'll just list down the events that happened for the past few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- meet up with *sonia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- went to johor with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- bought school books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- been watching korean movies. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- *bf 's awayy to malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- been going shopping with sista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- been eating alot of craps. hahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- been down with a cough. lost my voice for two days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think, that's all. i'm effing lazy to post about my trip to malaysia. will do soon la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;08's ending in 2 days time. haiyaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, next year will be my last year in ADSS. ahhhh. fatin, macam pernah nmpk eh ni sentence? hahhhh. ((: dem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay la. till here, goodbye readers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2665295994331625668-5593862780761534531?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5593862780761534531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5593862780761534531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5593862780761534531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5593862780761534531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/brand-new-years-coming.html' title='a brand new year&apos;s coming. .'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhNWv89pzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/W05t8_BDpD4/s72-c/CIMG9947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1144245984836204671</id><published>2008-12-27T11:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:06:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family outing pictures;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhMbSeOUzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/n5wCQwDQvvo/s1600-h/CIMG9919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhMbFU24gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lzwdhKW67L8/s1600-h/CIMG9919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285058190889116162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhMbFU24gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lzwdhKW67L8/s320/CIMG9919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLlYJEsHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4XqWUbyFTdM/s1600-h/CIMG9861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285057268227027058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLlYJEsHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4XqWUbyFTdM/s320/CIMG9861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLUc0nLgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SwqZna3n9hE/s1600-h/CIMG9859.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLT_yqwII/AAAAAAAAAH0/yv_ZwKxHoXs/s1600-h/CIMG9859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056969632825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLT_yqwII/AAAAAAAAAH0/yv_ZwKxHoXs/s320/CIMG9859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLTacLZEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7mD5WuL_eQY/s1600-h/CIMG9857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056959606383682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLTacLZEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7mD5WuL_eQY/s320/CIMG9857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLTCaOm7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5HZa1xeiTIU/s1600-h/CIMG9842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056953155754930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhLTCaOm7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5HZa1xeiTIU/s320/CIMG9842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKpwYGlrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OoJgx-NSEx8/s1600-h/CIMG9832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056243940366002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKpwYGlrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OoJgx-NSEx8/s320/CIMG9832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKoycFHoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AxbHFuK_V58/s1600-h/CIMG9829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056227314048642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKoycFHoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AxbHFuK_V58/s320/CIMG9829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKornK6qI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ok_f0eqLNpA/s1600-h/CIMG9828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056225481517730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKornK6qI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ok_f0eqLNpA/s320/CIMG9828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKmycjPAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oqf5mthCOMk/s1600-h/CIMG9818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056192956283906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKmycjPAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oqf5mthCOMk/s320/CIMG9818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKmbGxVjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sLPC_pWBAF4/s1600-h/CIMG9813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285056186690917938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhKmbGxVjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sLPC_pWBAF4/s320/CIMG9813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* holiday pictures; this not the end. there's alot more from other cameras. will be uploading them soon * (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1144245984836204671?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1144245984836204671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1144245984836204671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1144245984836204671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1144245984836204671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-outing-pictures.html' title='family outing pictures;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SVhMbFU24gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lzwdhKW67L8/s72-c/CIMG9919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-898799528092864791</id><published>2008-12-19T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:42:11.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUs-K5rfN0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCgs3QAG1Og/s1600-h/zaat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUs-K5rfN0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCgs3QAG1Og/s320/zaat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383345024874306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*randooooooooom* (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have 3 things to say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Happy 2nd month-sarry to the lodeh couple! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2) my assignments are 3/4 done! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3) 2008 is ending sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-898799528092864791?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/898799528092864791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=898799528092864791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/898799528092864791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/898799528092864791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/random_19.html' title='random.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUs-K5rfN0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCgs3QAG1Og/s72-c/zaat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4314291182661758006</id><published>2008-12-18T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:46:26.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUoGKK-A-cI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MaIoaUGOBso/s1600-h/28092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUoGKK-A-cI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MaIoaUGOBso/s320/28092008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281040284858251714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  * smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (: *&lt;br /&gt;(was taken after shower todayyyy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting the *girls next wednesday? yeah, i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching korean movies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again. &lt;/span&gt;the movie is just getting better and better. (: i'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, mum woke me up at 9plus. the thing is, she wake me up by tickling me. that part really pisses me off. i hate being tickled, especially when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; tickled at my feet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;after she tickled me, she pinched me. walauwehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: bangon! pegi beli abang punye buku skolah.&lt;br /&gt;me: alah. nanti boleh pa. ngantok la.&lt;br /&gt;mum: *pinched my butt* *walk off*&lt;br /&gt;me: wahhh. yelaahh alamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how irritating! urghhh! first thing i did as soon as i woke up was.... i switched on the computer. huahuahua! load all my korean videos first before i went to have my shower. blablablaaahhhhhhhhh~~~~~ then, got ready. went to admiralty primary with lil' brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost forget that today's 18, so that means, the primary 6 students came back to school to collect the slip regarding which school there are going to. righttt. so the school was bloody packed. &amp;amp; 1 particular guy, primary 6 but haiyaaa, hair dye gold siakkk. as i was entering the gate, he said, "hello." i was like, what the hell, umur kau berape sakkk. i ignored and walk off. no respect for the elders la that kiddo. alamakkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the one who served us at the bookshop was my primary school friend, idk how to spell his name thou, is it Hayle? hahhhhh. idk mannn. had a short conversation with him, asking him how's school and stuffs like that. (: after we bought the books, we went to have breakfast at mcdonald's, admiralty place. ate mega sausage mcmuffin w/o egg. niceeeee (: after that, headed to the bridge to get some snacks home, saw fauzi (NA guy) with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, received a text message from *bf. to this, to that. we ended our conversation. it's okayyy zaaaaaaaaaat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay! when sis get her pay on the 23rd, we'll be going to the salon. hehe. i'm still wondering whether to curl my hair or just straightened it. haiyaaaa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will be viewing house again this weekend at jurong, yew tee and jalan kayu. hopefully, everything doesn't goes well. hahhhh. i don't want to move. i'm only left with a year in admiralty secondary. haiyaaaaaaa. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: selamat tinggal dan pulan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lodeh &lt;/span&gt;ku! (: aku akan tunggu ketibaan mu! heheh.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: the truth's out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4314291182661758006?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4314291182661758006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4314291182661758006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4314291182661758006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4314291182661758006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/sucks.html' title='Sucks.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SUoGKK-A-cI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MaIoaUGOBso/s72-c/28092008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1431451940671072843</id><published>2008-12-17T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:32:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful wednesday? -__-"</title><content type='html'>so, yeah. basically, i spent my day today listening/dancing/watching korean music/videos/movies/variety shows. &amp;amp; i enjoyed it! so far, i think i'm doing well in spending my holidays 'alone', *youknow,iknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday night, muhaimmin texted me. we had a conversation about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone.&lt;/span&gt; hahhhhh. after a few msges, he called, saying he didn't understand what i was saying. wth -__-"&lt;br /&gt;so, a 10mins talk on the phone? hahhhh. cause, i'm using prepaid mahhh. then, off i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the funny part during the shooooooooooooooort phone call :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him: eh, tadi burung ade bilang kau die pegi mane2 tak? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: die pegi laut kan. eh, dgn kau kan gendeng? alamak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him: yer tak yer eh. lupe aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: otak kauu. *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him: mane tau die tak blg ke, tipu ke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, wash up. &amp;amp;till now, which is 730pm, i'm stucked infront of this computer. catched up with *sofia for a while. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; SONIA's back! YAY! hahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i dint log in to msn cause i don't feel like chatting. -___-" hahhhhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay la, want to continue watching my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scandal&lt;/span&gt; acting in a korean movie. aahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 10 more days. -___-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1431451940671072843?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1431451940671072843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1431451940671072843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1431451940671072843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1431451940671072843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/wonderful-wednesday.html' title='wonderful wednesday? -__-&quot;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2573387981925924592</id><published>2008-12-16T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:45:16.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally back.</title><content type='html'>let's just skipped the trip to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;once i've uploaded the pics, then i'll talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life's ain't great. been busy with nothing. since i came back from Malaysia, I've been entertaining myself by watching Korean videos. and yeah, i found a new Korean band. hot to max, okay! it's the Big Bang. I'm buying their album soon. (: even though all their songs are in my mp4, but it's not enough. like seriously, they're so hott. &amp;amp; because of that, i forced my dad to get me a surround speakers for my dearest computer. hahhhhh! &amp;amp; he really bought me one! so now, this speakers are booming! blasting music~~~~ since i'm scared of the boom boom sound, i've already decrease the boom boom thingy. hahhhhhhh. the speakers are effing fun! my new bestfriend! hahhhhh. with the sub-woofer everything, complete! hahh. niceee! i can dance and sings all the dayy man! hahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i've been sleeping early at around 9plus to 10 and i'll wake up early like 7plus? yeah. and from 7plus in the morning, i can just watch korean videos till like bed time? that's what i did alrightt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays assignments half way thru'. will be completing it soon. really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas coming. i don't think i'll be exchanging gift with you *girls. cause, i'm not really in the mood to shop for gifts. SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, since i'm stuck infront of this computer, i've been skipping meals. i'll definitely have breakfast but will either skip lunch or dinner, sometimes both. or maybe, i'll just have something light. see, i'm just losing weight each day. i gained weight when i was in malaysia cause i ate non-stop. but now, i'm losing weight. my body is just going haywire. i want to have a nice curvy body bahbeyyyyy! sooooooon, i'll start exercising. anyone interested? like seriously, i have to. we have to look good for a brand new year mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister told me that her dance crew somehow need a new crew. she asked me whether i'm interested. erm, hello. next year o level okay! so, must concentrate first. pape, lepas tuu baru boleh bobal ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here.&lt;br /&gt;my videos has finished buffering.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: notice something? for the first time, there's not a word of *bf in my post. *youknow,iknow why. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: the possibility of me moving house is 50:50. -___-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2573387981925924592?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2573387981925924592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2573387981925924592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2573387981925924592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2573387981925924592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-back.html' title='finally back.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5081839187489155181</id><published>2008-12-04T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:01:43.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hibernating.</title><content type='html'>it's december the 4th todayyy.&lt;br /&gt;and it's hilham 2nd birthdayy.&lt;br /&gt;he's all grown up noww.&lt;br /&gt;a very very naughty yet caring little brother. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, tomorrow's the day! they're coming back from perth. how niceeee! but, i wouldn't be fetching them cause there's not enough space in the car. pathetic! so, will be waiting their arrival at home instead of the airport.  -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly, today's plan was to meet up with the *girls. however, some of us cant, so postponed to another day then. haiyaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored to death. i'm just like hibernating myself at home, doing nothing. i've finished reading one book already. will be starting on a new book soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday is coming. will be off to malaysia with family and relatives. 3 cars in total. haiyaaaa. i'm excited but that means, i'm leaving *bf. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't met *bf for awhile now. i'm busy with my own stuffs lately. but, thank god! he understand me. i'm sorry, *bf! there's alot of ups and downs in a relationship, and i guess, that's the only way that will bring us closer. i'm grateful to have you as a special someone in my life. i never regretted it. iloveyou, *bf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bf went for the SC retreat. will only be back at five, if i not wrong. no msges till then. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, having my tahuay and watching korean We Got Married reality show. will be having my shower later on. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: where's my booklist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5081839187489155181?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5081839187489155181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5081839187489155181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5081839187489155181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5081839187489155181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/hibernating.html' title='hibernating.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8384927308851756679</id><published>2008-12-03T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:47:41.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lovely song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YVAkKo9tfX"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YVAkKo9tfX" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/djdoublem/music/sfuW500k/mary_j_blige_we_ride_sp_soul_remix/"&gt;Mary J. Blige - We Ride (SP Soul Remix) - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ride by Mary J Blige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Intro:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just can't help it, I love my hun&lt;br /&gt;All that I need And all that I want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Said I, Just can't help it i love my hun&lt;br /&gt;All that I need And all that I want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[1st Verse:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody asking&lt;br /&gt;"Why Mary ain't mad no more?"&lt;br /&gt;It seems Like a question&lt;br /&gt;That I've already answered like too many times before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now ladies,&lt;br /&gt;If you got a man and he treat you real good&lt;br /&gt;Ain't you gon' flex every chance that you get&lt;br /&gt;Now ain't you gonna love him&lt;br /&gt;Just like you should especially when you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you would&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, you know that I'm&lt;br /&gt;All into the feeling and I never look to lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, for sho' this is consistent&lt;br /&gt;With you i find a rhythm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;From the day to the night&lt;br /&gt;We ride We ride We ride&lt;br /&gt;Hey how you like it how you like it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Better with time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;And I felt what I felt&lt;br /&gt;No, I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future, baby&lt;br /&gt;Me and you that's how we do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[2nd Verse:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I need&lt;br /&gt;I sing it acapella&lt;br /&gt;I sing it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;What we are is classic&lt;br /&gt;You know it because your attitude shows it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now fellas,&lt;br /&gt;If you got a girl and she treats&lt;br /&gt;You right,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't you gonna spend&lt;br /&gt;Every dollar, every cent&lt;br /&gt;Eh&lt;br /&gt;Ain't you gonna make sure&lt;br /&gt;She stay fly especially when she's reppin' you for life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Hook:]&lt;/p&gt;From the day to the night&lt;br /&gt;We ride We ride We ride&lt;br /&gt;Hey how you like it how you like it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Better with time &lt;p&gt;And it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;And I felt what I felt&lt;br /&gt;No, I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future, baby&lt;br /&gt;Me and you that's how we do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are mine, I told you before&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't lie,I need you and more&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stay with you&lt;br /&gt;I am safe With you&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat it&lt;br /&gt;In case you forgot&lt;br /&gt;Love is a mountain and we're at the top&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Breath and strength cause I see&lt;br /&gt;The future in your eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Hook:]&lt;/p&gt;From the day to the night&lt;br /&gt;We ride We ride We ride&lt;br /&gt;Hey how you like it how you like it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Better with time &lt;p&gt;And it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;And I felt what I felt&lt;br /&gt;No, I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future, baby&lt;br /&gt;Me and you that's how we do&lt;/p&gt;From the day to the night&lt;br /&gt;We ride We ride We ride&lt;br /&gt;Hey how you like it how you like it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Better with time &lt;p&gt;And it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;And I felt what I felt&lt;br /&gt;No, I just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I see the future, baby&lt;br /&gt;Me and you that's how we do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Outro:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I love my hun&lt;br /&gt;(And we ride)&lt;br /&gt;All that I need&lt;br /&gt;And all that&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Said I&lt;br /&gt;Just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I love my hun&lt;br /&gt;(And we ride)&lt;br /&gt;All that I need&lt;br /&gt;And all that I want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the day&lt;br /&gt;'Till the night&lt;br /&gt;We ride&lt;br /&gt;We ride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8384927308851756679?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8384927308851756679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8384927308851756679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8384927308851756679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8384927308851756679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/lovely-song.html' title='a lovely song.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8375830015399316543</id><published>2008-12-02T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:30:43.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;warning&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever i say in this post, is just for the sake of posting. no other offence. don't misunderstand. please. thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about 28 december. it's someone's birthday. but my oh my, i don't know what to do. the problem is not about money. i mean, the possibility of me celebrating it with the person is loowwwwwwwwwwwwwww. *youknow,iknow. but i don't want that person to think that i don't care. haiyaaaa. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the BIG problem is, we're not as close a before. we, as in US. you, me, her, them. admiralty primary school kids with one greenwood girl. i do feel that i'm to blame. i didn't make an effort to call you people up, talk to you people. but then, it's difficult for me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nur Khairiyah&lt;/span&gt;;-&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad you're happy with your dearest *bf right now. i'm happy for you too. you've been busy lately. you did meet ups with shoba. but i didn't. i'm not blaming anyone of you. instead, i'm blaming myself for not putting much effort in this. &amp;amp; i'm sorry. i really hope you won't forget me. indeed i found new friends, but no matter what, i still need you. i read your blog almost every single day, to make sure i know what's going on in your life. i just want you to know that i miss you, dearest girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nur Shabrina&lt;/span&gt;;-&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for not treating you well. seriously, i felt guilty. i didn't get to read your blog, permission denied. kinda sad thou. but it's okay la. i don't mind. but, just want to let you know, i still need my she-looks-selenger-but-she's-not girl back. cause i'll forever be your loudspeaker! (: imy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nur Shafawati&lt;/span&gt;;-&lt;br /&gt;babe, we did talk yar. among the three of you, currently, i'm close to you. you're the one who still listens to my craps and stuffs. without you, i don't think, i'm still with him now. i know, we had a bad misunderstanding early this year. we forgive and forget. when you said, you missed talking to me, i felt guilty, why can't i be like khairiyah and shabrina who's always there for you. your special day is coming soooon, i'm sorry cause i don't think there will be a chance for me to meet up with you. cause due to family problems, it's kinda difficult. *youknow why. i apologised. imy alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, please don't misunderstood anything stated above. i'm just missing you people badly. not forgetttin, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SIFS&lt;/span&gt; too. and of course, dearest *bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to the 3 names stated above, i love you girls plus i miss the fun we had. please please please, don't get me wrong okayy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just came back from pharmacy. collected my medicine for migrain. for 3 days straight, the pain won't go away. bleargh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be quite busy preparing for the kenduri arwah and kenduri doa selamat this thurs at masjid Hajjah Fatimah. will be helping mum to cook and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm so glad period over. how great! no more cramps and aches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching korean videos and waiting for *bf to reply my msg. i don't know why it took him so long just to reply. haiyaaaa. he's forever like that lorr. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8375830015399316543?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8375830015399316543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8375830015399316543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8375830015399316543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8375830015399316543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3655748575019552675</id><published>2008-12-01T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:31:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/STPY0KEIk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AJCGE73jSdw/s1600-h/chaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274797979147473730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/STPY0KEIk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AJCGE73jSdw/s320/chaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &amp;amp; 1 more thing, isn't he cute????? *screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaams* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my scandal : Max Changmin from DBSK &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aka Charming. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2665295994331625668-3655748575019552675?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3655748575019552675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3655748575019552675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3655748575019552675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3655748575019552675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-more-thing-isnt-he-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/STPY0KEIk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AJCGE73jSdw/s72-c/chaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5380335378411498812</id><published>2008-12-01T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:06:03.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays.</title><content type='html'>it's december.&lt;br /&gt;events:-&lt;br /&gt;4th: hilham 2nd birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;5th: 'guest' arrival from perth. (:&lt;br /&gt;6-8th: overseas; Port Dickson, KL &amp;amp; Malacca! (:&lt;br /&gt;7th: dada 20th birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;25th: Christmas! (eventhough i don't really celebrate it )&lt;br /&gt;27th: 23rd month-sarry with the *bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great is it? woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,have been quite busy with stuffs lately. been going out almost every single day. ( to lodeh, my msn friend: sorry uh eh, kalau aku tak online this few days) she's called lodeh in msn, but fatin in real life. how niceeee! (: i just love her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt; i miss my dearest math teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i miss vandalizing my table.&lt;br /&gt;i miss queing up for my mee soto during recess.&lt;br /&gt;i miss english lessons.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the indian slang that my biology teacher made.&lt;br /&gt;i miss singing the national anthem and saying the pledge.&lt;br /&gt;i miss carrying my school bag with alot of books inside.&lt;br /&gt;i miss wearing my school uniform. i miss getting caught for long fringe.&lt;br /&gt;i miss almost everything about school.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i miss my friends the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starting in about a month time.&lt;br /&gt;when there's school, i find it boring.&lt;br /&gt;but when school's end, i just miss being in school.&lt;br /&gt;greatttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i think i'm getting fatter and fatter each day. how irratating! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;*bf wants to go jogging one of this days, but hello, i'll be left behind sey later. haiyaaa. don't want la. paiseyy, you know!&lt;em&gt; noob!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk much with *bf this few days. *youknow,iknow why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, bought a denim skirt at bugis street a few days back, can't really remember. bought a new tanktop. i'm blogshopping this few days. searching for a nice denim overall. since i'm helping mum, i'm earning extra la.( i got a long-list of blog shop, interested, tell me, i'll forward it to you (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to save up now for my 2nd aniversarry in 2009. no plans yet la. but, have to save up first. (: for the sake of *bf, i'm saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saving is like a big thing for me. i seldom 'save' it, cause i'll tend to use the money no matter what. when it reaches to a certain amount, for example 50bucks, the next day, it's gone! see, the thing is, i don't know how to save wisely. hahahhhh! *bf is one good example of a wise saver. haiyaaaa. so jealous lorr seeing him like that. &lt;em&gt;noob sia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, updating this blog and listening to songs.&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dying sia. hahahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5380335378411498812?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5380335378411498812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5380335378411498812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5380335378411498812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5380335378411498812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='holidays.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4783134301688501548</id><published>2008-11-29T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:57:00.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid cramps.</title><content type='html'>i'm having my monthly period right now. and i'm having stomach cramps and my backbone is aching like fajdksfjdjfklajdklgja;kpaeirp. i didn't get much sleep this few nights due to this. how can i possibly sleep with aching body? gahhhhhhhh. it's really killing me. the menstrual pills just don't work. how great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, will be going out around 12 plus later to novena first, for some facial thingy and after that, maybe will be going to bukit batok cause charles and keith is having 80% off store-wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father bought a new surround system. okay crap, i tell you. on wed night, the whole family watched the house of wax. basically its a ghost story. like duhh. the stupid boom boom here made by the surround system scares me. the sound was very super loud. and my room doors are shaking. i decided not to watch it so i stayed in my room instead. but still, it can be clearly heard. i just hate loud loud sounds. sounds made by kuda kepang and the lion dance especially. haiyaaaa. noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: let's just stick to this okay. it's better. (:&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: where's my *girls?! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4783134301688501548?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4783134301688501548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4783134301688501548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4783134301688501548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4783134301688501548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-cramps.html' title='stupid cramps.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5668710586423831585</id><published>2008-11-26T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:34:28.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebration.</title><content type='html'>okay, hello people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;warning&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quite long post ahead. &lt;/span&gt;(: if you want to read, then go ahead lor. hah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, woke up at around 8am, bath-ed. as promised, woke up *bf as soon as i get out from the washroom which is nearly 830am. like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lodeh&lt;/span&gt; said, i took quite a long time to shower. (: will be meeting *bf at 1030am. since i was awake, decided to meet sofia. actually thought of meeting up with sonia but then, i can hundred percent confirm that she's not awake yet. since fatin is going for her check up, i ended up with sofia only. it's okay. had a short yet great care-and-share sessions. righttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met up with sofia at around 945, went to slack at woodlands mart mcdonalds. we bought ice milo onlyyyy, why?, because i cannot eat if i were to have breakfast, my little stomach will create problems la later and sofia also no appetite to eat. so, we sat down and slack. till 1020, text-ed *bf to get out from his home and meet at the usual place. sofia accompanied me wait for *bf, as usual, he's late! -_-" he never punctual one lor. wah piang! hahahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when *bf arrived, sofia went home. so, say bye to her! and we separated. walked to admiralty with *bf. honestly, i felt awkward when walking with him. cause it's been awhile since i last went out with him onlyyy, hahaaa! so, i decided to start a topic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" how's the NFL? i know eury won, so skipped that part. hah!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from then on, he talks and talks about NFL, till we reached admiralty, i somehow regretted asking him that. hahahhhhhhh! *jokes* bought a standard ticket, as usual, since i lost my ez-link card, pathetic sia. nevermind, hah! board the train and off we went to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached marina square at around 1140. we catched a movie, *bf received a movie voucher for two. so, decided to watch beverly hills chihuahua. two-thumbs up! must go watch okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie end an hour and forty five minutes later. decided to have breakfast-cum-lunch at seoul garden but it was packed. so, we catch a train down to bugis, seoul garden, quite packed, but okay la, still got a seats. our table was by the side &amp;amp; it was somehow, nicee! hahahhh! we ate till we drop! hah! dem! we ate quite a lot, i must say. something bad happen when i was scooping my ice-cream, want to know, ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk out from there at around 340, and catch a train back home. in the train, *bf talk crap, as usual. hah! (: reached admiralty, he walks home with me. it was raining, so i said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" if i were to fall sick again, its all your fault lorr! hahha! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we separated! say a few last words, kissed and home-ed! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, doing nothing excepts for updating this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;will be taking a nap after this. very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, i know the post quite boring but i just feel that i must blog about todayy. hahahahh! (:&lt;br /&gt;goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: iloveyou,*bf! (: &amp;amp; happy 22nd month-sarry! ( it's tomorrow la)&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: sonia tan hui min! when meet?? haiyaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5668710586423831585?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5668710586423831585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5668710586423831585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5668710586423831585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5668710586423831585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebration.html' title='celebration.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4897911299970483725</id><published>2008-11-25T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:12:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible tuesday.</title><content type='html'>kay, i don't know why i'm home updating where i should be in the school field cheering &amp;amp; supporting eurythemics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i do know why;&lt;br /&gt;a) i went to ICA to renew my passport -_-"&lt;br /&gt;b) was suppose to help at the shop, but i didn't cause i don't feel well. *insertsickfacesak*&lt;br /&gt;c) i'm going out tomorrow, so there's no way i'm going out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of going down to lavender alone by train, but then, come to think of it, it's kinda boring. so, bring along lil' sister. in the train, she was being such a kid, hah! we were listening to korean songs and she sang it soo loud. " i want nobody, nobody, but you.." - that's the only sentence she know. anyway, luckily i brought her along, cause there's alot of stupid people *youknowiknow*, &amp;amp; i feel as if people were looking at us. why? maybe because they think it's stupid to bring along  small siblings, is it? as far as i notice, there are lesser YPs bringing along their younger siblings wherever they go. don't they pity their siblings who is stuck at home 24 hours? bringing them out to places nearby can make them happy, you know? haiyaaaa! noob! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reached ICA, make passport blablabla. then father came and fetched. and went home straight. cause honestly, i don't feel good. since tomorrow i'm going out, i have to take care of myself today. hah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing alot of people; like totally alot of people, no point me listing everyone down. hah! (:&lt;br /&gt;november is ending in 5days time. how great! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, *they not coming back from perth this sunday, they'll only reach singapore on the fifth of december. and the next day, 6december, we'll be going on our holiday. hah! how fun! they confirm will feel tired lor. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just wondering how's the NFL. i've been standing outside of the house looking at the field, &amp;amp; the amazing this is that, i could see *bf! woohoo! wearing white jersey and black socks and red nike boots. oh how cool is he man! ahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;*prayingforthebest* insyallah~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: JY, EURYTHEMICS! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4897911299970483725?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4897911299970483725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4897911299970483725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4897911299970483725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4897911299970483725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/terrible-tuesday.html' title='terrible tuesday.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5390498908992013665</id><published>2008-11-24T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:54:01.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i say, i'm well? uh-uh.</title><content type='html'>It's monday today and yesterday was sunday.&lt;br /&gt;omg, crap! i'm short of ideas on how to start my post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; 23 November;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in crib. went out only to sheng shiong to get groceries. went to have dinner at one of the food court found there, Rasa Rasa food fiesta restaurant is it? i can't remember. hah! *bf went there with his parents too, luckily didn't bump into each other lor. *fuyyuuuuuh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm sorry *bf for making you worried that night. i didn't mean to. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday; 24 November;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to re-new my passport. but, i just can't get up from bed. so, will be going tomorrow instead, cause if not, i can't go to Malaysia next week. i have a 'date' on wednesday with *bf. hah! should i even call it a date? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, will be off to Malaysia on 6-8december. early notice. hahahh!&lt;br /&gt;will be going to port dickson and malacca for holidays, atleast something.&lt;br /&gt;so, one of the days this week, will be going shopping with mother for new clothes. woohoo! i loike! &lt;br /&gt;right now, i craving for grilled fish. should we eat fish &amp;amp; co. *bf? YAY! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more information:-&lt;br /&gt;-right now, there's two maid in my house. one is my maid la. the other is my aunt's. since she's in perth, her maid will be staying over here till she's back. how nice! hah! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching tv while drinking soya bean. its been days since i last had my soya bean! heh! (: nice~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;am also waiting for *bf to text me. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay la, before this post is full of craps, i better end it. hah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hide your eyes and count to ten! (: hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5390498908992013665?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5390498908992013665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5390498908992013665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5390498908992013665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5390498908992013665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/should-i-say-im-well-uh-uh.html' title='should i say, i&apos;m well? uh-uh.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-7880281491960351808</id><published>2008-11-22T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:21:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re-capping,</title><content type='html'>it was whole lot of fun until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, 20 November;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say it was a 'triple-date' ? (:&lt;br /&gt;met bf and mot first before headed down to admiralty to meet the *girls plus the boy. as usual, we're late. hah. it's not me okay, it's the guys. so leciak! then, we took the train and headed to town. in the train, we're like doing our own business sak. ahaha! all of us have a partner mahh. it was like so cool, i tell you! then, *us (me&amp;amp;bf) and *them (sofia&amp;amp;mot) went to simlim whereas the *lodeh couple went to city hall, first. i bought the wrong standard ticket, noob! my destination wasw supposed to end at bugis but *bf changed his plans, so we stop at little india instead since its nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get out from little india, right? so, i went to the control station where there's officers inside, ( idk whats that people call) , anyway, told that indian lady that i want to change the destination and how much should i pay for it? she showed me her stupid stoink face and say all those craps which me and sofia don't understand. noob! then, another officer came and helped, atlast, i was out from that station. stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, walked under the hot sun. or should i say, there's one part where we make a u-turn and i was like,&lt;br /&gt;me: asl u pusing satu round? boleh jalan luar je tadi.&lt;br /&gt;*bf: nant you complain panas la ape la.&lt;br /&gt;me: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked passed jollibean, *bf told me to get smtg if i want. so, without hesitation, i bought cheese pancake. how shld i say, its not really pancake la, its round instead of flat, circle. haiyaa. nevermind! hahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at simlim, *them and *us went different directions. *us went to get *bf game whereas * them go and get mot stuffs. as *bf was shy to ask the salesperson, i was the one who did all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;* excuse me, do you have FIFA09 for PS3? and how much is it btw? *&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (:&lt;br /&gt;we bought it at 70bucks. and after that, met the *lodeh couple at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to city hall for our lunch or should i say, breakfast-cum-lunch? ahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at pizza hut. that's the most romantic moment i ever seen. hahaah. dem!&lt;br /&gt;we ordered quite alot and *us ate the most. i was very hungry, i must say. i eat almost everything that you can find on the table. hahahhhhhhhh. and i tried tabasco! omg! not nice lor. thanks to *bf who forced me to try it. haiyaaaaaaaaaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed back home. the *lodeh couple didn't thou. reached home at 7pm. nag nag nag! biase jugak. hahahahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my shower straight away i reached home. then after that very moment, i felt super cold. wait, i wore my clothes already by that time. went to cwp with family. i wore a cardigan plus i didn't ask my father to switch on the aircon, but i was still super cold. right, somethings wierd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at arnd 9pm, reached home. and i was feeling super weak. right, there was no temperature, nothing. but i was shivering. then, suddenly, i just can get myself up from bed. and the shivering gets worser. i put myself to sleep, but to no avail. msg *bf for awhile and i doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, (friday, 21 november) i woke up early but i didnt get off from bed until its 2pm. rightt. i was very weak. headed for the hospital. and the story goes on... want to know, ask me! (: thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i'm still stuck on bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks *bf! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-7880281491960351808?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/7880281491960351808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=7880281491960351808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7880281491960351808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7880281491960351808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/re-capping.html' title='re-capping,'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1097003444734283355</id><published>2008-11-19T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:55:40.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrific idea,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSOw3HjpGxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Btmo_fxW6s4/s1600-h/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSOw3HjpGxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Btmo_fxW6s4/s320/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270250449921448722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, tomorrow's the date. hah. hopefully nothing goes in our way. (: anyway, woke up at eleven this morning despite me sleeping late the night before. as usual, brushed teeth and washed up. and here i am infront of the computer. it's lodeh one month-sarry today with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boy. &lt;/span&gt;Happy sak that lodeh. hah. kay back to the story, ermm, been playing Don't Forget the Lyrics, ZAAAT &amp;amp; LODEH version. hah. fun gila bahhhh. hah. i was very boring thats the why i invented that stupid yet exciting game. hah. then stop for awhile, i went and have my shower. lodeh said i took a long time to shower. hah. 30mins je lodeh! gendengan, hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, continuing the game with lodeh. fun! hah. &amp;amp;also msg-ing bf. i am waiting for my lunch to be delivered. hah. anyway, will be going back to own crib at night. YAY-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lodeh- *iknow,youknow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1097003444734283355?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1097003444734283355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1097003444734283355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1097003444734283355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1097003444734283355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/terrific-idea.html' title='terrific idea,'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSOw3HjpGxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Btmo_fxW6s4/s72-c/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-7588356775016403694</id><published>2008-11-18T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:27:59.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSKmknLAG8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/otxy9QY8ERY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSKmknLAG8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/otxy9QY8ERY/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269957661897530306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      (i miss berd! get that clear alright!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you read it right. horrible tuesday la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;received a msg at 857am.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to read it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;because i was very sure that it wasn't boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;but when i think again, who knows it's an important msg from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend text me first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how happy i was.&lt;br /&gt;quickly replied it.&lt;br /&gt;and he's feeling better!&lt;br /&gt;thank god! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he still feel his body aching here and there plus, he's having a headache.&lt;br /&gt;so, he slept again till two pm.&lt;br /&gt;must be reasonable mahh.&lt;br /&gt;so, i let him rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 3plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;chat with mot till 1plus, since he's sleepy already, he offline first.&lt;br /&gt;when he said he wants to offline, i just finished one cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;how great! that explains why i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;and since no one's online, i watched Dude,where's my care? &amp;amp; Step up 2: the streets.&lt;br /&gt;watch half way for Step up 2.&lt;br /&gt;cause it was kinda boring la.&lt;br /&gt;abit draggy here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time the clock strikes 3plus, i was half conscious.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;i started to feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;so headed to bed, and la-la land, i went. hahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said in the previous post, i'm having a migraine.&lt;br /&gt;so, dragged myself to the toilet to have my shower.&lt;br /&gt;ate medicine.&lt;br /&gt;and off i went infront of the computer till now.&lt;br /&gt;so from 12pm till now, 641pm.&lt;br /&gt;great. hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (:&lt;br /&gt;my spectacles degrees will increase for sure sak.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at two pm, received a msg from boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;we merely talk for an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;and tup tup, he slept again.&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum came with food.&lt;br /&gt;yummy!&lt;br /&gt;she brought home bubur pulut hitam.&lt;br /&gt;nice!&lt;br /&gt;haahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be back to my crib as in my original crib in woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;YAY-ness! hahahhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, currently watching korean videos plus online-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also waiting for boyfriend to text me.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm done for now.&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i give up.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: let's partyyyy! hahahhhhhhhh. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-7588356775016403694?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/7588356775016403694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=7588356775016403694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7588356775016403694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7588356775016403694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/horrible-tuesday.html' title='horrible tuesday.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSKmknLAG8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/otxy9QY8ERY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2444131234455122335</id><published>2008-11-18T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:45:18.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets be honest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fugging pissed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the start i told you to forget about him. but you say you can't. and now, things got worse. and you're suffering. do you think i'm even happy seeing you behaving this way? huh? (let's just go by initial) F and me have been advising you not to take him seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a fucking painful migraine and yet things like this happen. i'm not trying to find fault with you. its an advise. S has been telling you alot alot of things about B. don't you think he's making you damn hurt and making you hate him alot more? maybe S thinks that you really should know about B. and S will keep observing B then he'll tell you. but hello. why must S tell you everything about B? who is he to inform you everytg? and who are you to know everytg about B? you're nothing to him! nothing. get that clear. so, why are you hurting and suffering when you can be happy with some other guy? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please la. eventhough i know you only starting of this year. i've experienced what you are experiencing now. so please. i know how it feels. it takes time to forget him. but if in thr first place, why didn't you try to forget him when i and F told you to? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have a brain right? use it wisely. i'm not being rude here. but then, you are just devoted to a guy who is not even looking at you. right? history is repeating itself, do you even realise it? and you just love to be hurt eh? i and F both have your interest in our heart. we love you! thats why we're doing this. cause we don't want you to regret. but its the end. things already happened. and you're already hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i and F can't do anything cause we did alot of things for you but you don't realise it. why i always ask M to ask you out? main reason: to help me make you to forget that B guy. get it? it's not that i'm  match making you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's alot of guys out there. better than B. please. wake up. and soon you'll realise that B is not the only guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get this clear, i'm doing this cause i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSJUwJuYr0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDDHW1TSS-w/s1600-h/c67f510ab71b9875759ed69f790c1a1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSJUwJuYr0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDDHW1TSS-w/s320/c67f510ab71b9875759ed69f790c1a1e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269867700197830466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss you dearest boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;after what happened recently, i hoped that things will change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;cause no one else can replace you.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou! (:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSJV4KhfNRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UeRKvO8--q8/s1600-h/bestfriends-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 59px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSJV4KhfNRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UeRKvO8--q8/s320/bestfriends-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269868937362748690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get that? i treasure friendships.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you go for now.&lt;br /&gt;but whenever you think that you need me, then just call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2444131234455122335?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2444131234455122335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2444131234455122335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2444131234455122335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2444131234455122335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-be-honest.html' title='lets be honest.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSJUwJuYr0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDDHW1TSS-w/s72-c/c67f510ab71b9875759ed69f790c1a1e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3008201357894332357</id><published>2008-11-17T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:53:22.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my, oh my.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend is sick yaw!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSGSNpOK-5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3z46G_7bhz4/s1600-h/car..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSGSNpOK-5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3z46G_7bhz4/s320/car..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269653802101439378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has to go and see a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; doctor &lt;/span&gt;by tomorrow if he is still feeling weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSGSmFJ0ixI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i04XkhFCYXk/s1600-h/med..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSGSmFJ0ixI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i04XkhFCYXk/s320/med..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269654221916244754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; medicine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being exaggerating or what la.&lt;br /&gt;but then, boyfie seldom sick.&lt;br /&gt;so when he's sick, i'll get very worried.&lt;br /&gt;kay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;you people out there will not understand la.&lt;br /&gt;gundu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3008201357894332357?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3008201357894332357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3008201357894332357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3008201357894332357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3008201357894332357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-my-oh-my.html' title='oh my, oh my.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSGSNpOK-5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3z46G_7bhz4/s72-c/car..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3765791485672336352</id><published>2008-11-17T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:39:28.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapped! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSEp_7IfEGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-hXqXFFsDy0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSEp_7IfEGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-hXqXFFsDy0/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269539217181970530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i and fatin did!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;we were just playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun la that thing.&lt;br /&gt;but very troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one who started it first since i'm super bored.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhh.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since im here, let me just update a proper post.&lt;br /&gt;erm, boyfie's taking his afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, im left all alone from 12pm till now, which is nearly 430pm.&lt;br /&gt;he had rugby training in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason why he's tired.&lt;br /&gt;he slept at two in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;reason: he was on the phone with me till two in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't why.&lt;br /&gt;but he wasn't being himself yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;he said stuffs which he seldom said to me.&lt;br /&gt;it was a good thing la.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me melt.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!! (:&lt;br /&gt;gue cair sih. (:&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed every midnight phone calls with boyfie.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, currently multi-tasking.&lt;br /&gt;doing assignments plus chatting with fatin and lil' brother.&lt;br /&gt;oh god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the West Plaza nearby.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, Woodland Mart is way better lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;brought my lil' sister along.&lt;br /&gt;she ride her scooter.&lt;br /&gt;but ended up, me carrying it all the way back home cause she kept complaining that she's tired.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, that scooter is super light.&lt;br /&gt;i only hang it at my arm.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;like bringing an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for boyfie to text me.&lt;br /&gt;which i think will not be so soon.&lt;br /&gt;must be patient. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday date is confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;excited ke pakk! haahhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum came.&lt;br /&gt;she brought back Mee Bandong!&lt;br /&gt;nice babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: wake up la dear!&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: i miss you people! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3765791485672336352?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3765791485672336352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3765791485672336352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3765791485672336352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3765791485672336352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/crapped.html' title='crapped! (:'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SSEp_7IfEGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-hXqXFFsDy0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8356347284128839730</id><published>2008-11-16T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:01:20.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stucked in crib.</title><content type='html'>it's rather mundane today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at twelve plus yesterday but ended up rising at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how late i went to bed the night before, i will still rise early.&lt;br /&gt;see, anak dara contoh ni.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;but then, in the afternoon, will sleep for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i did nothing todayy.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, nothing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some math assignments while waiting for boyfriend to text me that morning, which already strikes 12 by then.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;smsed till 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, i doze off.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;slept till 5pm, if im not wrong lah.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept like a log i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;my parents came and i didn't even notice plus they even went back without me knowing.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend's at mok's crib right now watching movies something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he told me that he'll text me after that.&lt;br /&gt;so be it lorr.&lt;br /&gt;asalkan dia bahagia mahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 5 till now which is 6mins to 9pm,&lt;br /&gt;i've watched But i'm a cheerleader and House Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;quite boring thou.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some sexual scene. hahahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;lesbians are lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that dirty minded.&lt;br /&gt;watching it for the sake of watching only hor.&lt;br /&gt;cause the title seems interesting.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;was fooled by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, waiting for the movie I Want Candy to load.&lt;br /&gt;since i already had my long nap in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll be in bed that early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for murtabak ayam la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;any kind souls out there who is willing to get it for me?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished a packet of maggie.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i ate maggie sey.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;nice or what?&lt;br /&gt;slurp slurp. hahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, im off to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: am still waiting alright! haiya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8356347284128839730?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8356347284128839730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8356347284128839730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8356347284128839730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8356347284128839730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/stucked-in-crib.html' title='stucked in crib.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1832594753350112877</id><published>2008-11-15T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:25:03.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great great day.</title><content type='html'>Friday, 14 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th birthday, sister!&lt;br /&gt;go and take your license la deyyy. wah piang! hahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;kan father dah bising. hahahhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, not much celebration for both mum's and sister's birthday cause my family is aint complete without lil' brother. so, we'll be waiting for his arrival so that we could celebrate his birthday too, which falls on the 28 november. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;mum's need an extra helper.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'll get paid! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;so, dragged my feet to the toilet and have my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a bloody painful ulcer on my lower lips.&lt;br /&gt;it's inside, duhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i have to pull my lower lips down so that when i brush my teeth, the bristles will not kena my ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;once it kena, wah piang man, feel like crying sia. hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me around ten minutes just to finish up brushing my teeth. i have to stop and guggle alot of times to avoid the toothpaste to kena the ulcer. how troublesome! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i was ready, i packed my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll be staying over at pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;due to some wonderful reasons. hahahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work till 3plus.&lt;br /&gt;thats the time after sembahyang jumaat and lunch time mahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pasir ris after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was 5plus.&lt;br /&gt;i switched on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;i was stick to the computer like glue sia.&lt;br /&gt;from 5 till 1am.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;break record sak aku!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be wondering what i did till that late.&lt;br /&gt;i watched two movies.&lt;br /&gt;camp rock and tru confessions of a teenage hollywod starlet (starring JoJo).&lt;br /&gt;super fun lor!! hahahhhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem between me and boyfie is offically settled.&lt;br /&gt;however, its kinda awkward when we text each other.&lt;br /&gt;youknow,iknow.&lt;br /&gt;but atleast, it's settled.&lt;br /&gt;no more worries!(:&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou,sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 15 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was already noon by the time i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;but it was only 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;gendeng betol man!&lt;br /&gt;then i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;so, i flood sonia's blog.&lt;br /&gt;atleast boyfie text-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;its not that boring by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dada)&lt;/span&gt;called up. &amp;amp; she wanted me to accompany her to novena cause she's doing her facial there.&lt;br /&gt;so since i got no plans.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;my second sister was supposed to follow us.&lt;br /&gt;but due to her stupid-ness. she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't have the gate key.&lt;br /&gt;she only have the door key.&lt;br /&gt;since mother locked up the gate when she went out this morning, she's stucked inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, while dada was facial-ing, i went to united square.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;alot of kids there you know!&lt;br /&gt;got some kind of magic show la, thats the reason why its packed.&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed mc and snacks at 7eleven and i went far far away from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went wandering around novena alone.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;except for certain parts where you can find mats mats.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;biase jgak. kalau tak kacau pompuan, tak salah mahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;return back to the facial thingy place.&lt;br /&gt;and fyuuuuh.&lt;br /&gt;dada's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for parents to fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to hace our late lunch somewhere nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they send me off at pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;and they went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, transfering songs to mp4.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chatting with fatin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; listening to songs.&lt;br /&gt;wil be watching movies online later, again!&lt;br /&gt;weehee! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: let's not be childish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1832594753350112877?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1832594753350112877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1832594753350112877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1832594753350112877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1832594753350112877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-great-day.html' title='great great day.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-156736499771232229</id><published>2008-11-14T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:20:37.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aku stress!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&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/2665295994331625668-156736499771232229?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/156736499771232229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=156736499771232229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/156736499771232229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/156736499771232229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/aku-stress-arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8935830665374517745</id><published>2008-11-14T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:53:14.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no feelings.</title><content type='html'>i feel like deleting this stupid blog and friendster.&lt;br /&gt;i think, i had enough of cyber world.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's sonore was a pretty much okay for me.&lt;br /&gt;the concert part was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;except for some parts which i think is a private and confidential thing.&lt;br /&gt;the *girls know except sonia.&lt;br /&gt;sonia, if you want to know, ni wen wo. idk how to spell. hahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i think, the performers did their best, good job people! (:&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for you people!&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do people feel better by blogging?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, do you people feel better after you blurted everything out here?&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa. i dnt think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to. but, like i said, privacy mahhh,&lt;br /&gt;atleast i don't make this blog private. hahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say here is meant for people to read, right?&lt;br /&gt;so, if i were to private this blog, then no point blogging. hahahahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with shafa regarding someone.&lt;br /&gt;she knows him the best.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess thats the only way.&lt;br /&gt;thanks buddy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;fatin and sofia, don't worry. i'll be fine! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: should i or shouldn't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8935830665374517745?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8935830665374517745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8935830665374517745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8935830665374517745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8935830665374517745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-feelings.html' title='no feelings.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4691034500650399715</id><published>2008-11-13T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:54:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 12 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin and sofia came over.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to do our assignments.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of doing so, we did something else.&lt;br /&gt;from friendster-ing to korean videos to eating to cutting papaya to curling fatin's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonia very lazy lorr. haiyaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;imissyou, youknow! alamak! gundu! hahahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's the day.&lt;br /&gt;it 11am right now, am going to the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;i'm making sandwich for boyfie.&lt;br /&gt;cause, for sure, he will not have the time to eat at home later.&lt;br /&gt;so, sandwich is the least i can do la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i really don't know what to post about.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so iguess till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: meeting him soooooooon! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4691034500650399715?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4691034500650399715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4691034500650399715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4691034500650399715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4691034500650399715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/smile.html' title='smile.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1227831198710308048</id><published>2008-11-11T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:00:53.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days.</title><content type='html'>it has been 4 days since i last met him. i know for some people out there, 4 days is nothing. i think right now, he's having fun doing stuffs at nanyang poly. and whereas, for me, alot of hands on on this laptop. hah. am waiting for boyfie to text me during his break time which is at twelve plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started doing my assignments. so far, i'm half way through maths. and just started on biology. am planning by mid of dec to complete all my assignments so that i could atleast have a 2-3 weeks of fun in december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think back, o levels is just round the corner. tup tup, i'll be in the examinations hall sitting for my first paper. oh my god! scary isn't it? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum birthday celebration was postponed till next week cause sis haven't get her pay yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its, 1157am right now. and i've yet to take a shower, as usual. still in pyjamas. (:&lt;br /&gt;but hello, i've brushed my teethe already okay! hah.&lt;br /&gt;bibik's out to the market with lil' sister. and left me and nana at home.&lt;br /&gt;i'm super hungry right now. will be waiting for the arrival of my tahuay. (: hah.&lt;br /&gt;told bibik to get it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sonore this thursday, and it clashes with boyfie schedule.&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea how he's gonna manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbyereaders. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: imissyou.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: im fugging bored right now! bleargh~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1227831198710308048?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1227831198710308048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1227831198710308048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1227831198710308048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1227831198710308048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-days.html' title='4 days.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-310848764337950414</id><published>2008-11-10T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:38:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>social studies trip.</title><content type='html'>monday, 10 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mum! (:&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had the social studies thingy at singapore science center today.&lt;br /&gt;i was super boring i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;except for the part where me and my *girls crapped like hell.&lt;br /&gt;when there's syiqin and me, all stupid stuffs will be surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a 2-hour thingy, but for about an hour plus, we were wandering around science center. hahaha. from mcdonald's to the souvenior shop to the toilet to the cafe. ahahhhhhhhhhhh. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 1, reached school. then went home straight. (:&lt;br /&gt;since boyfie said don't go anywhere. haiyaaaaa. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching korean videos again. and exchanging videos with fatin and sonia. hhahahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;nice!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-310848764337950414?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/310848764337950414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=310848764337950414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/310848764337950414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/310848764337950414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/social-studies-trip.html' title='social studies trip.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8787217876073553309</id><published>2008-11-07T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:03:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melts.</title><content type='html'>friday, 7 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i some how love todayy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the last day of bridging. YAY-ness! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chemistry test, which was doable.&lt;br /&gt;and had biology practical, which was rather boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go out with the girls after school todayy. but, boyfie won't let me go out.&lt;br /&gt;so, must be an obidient girl mahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today plan was postponed till monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a little time wit boyfie before he went for the stupid event at padang.&lt;br /&gt;while i was reading his msges, something really makes my blood boil. i planned to stay mad at him. but, when he starts talking crap, i just burst out laughing. he really knows how to talk shit sia! ahahahahhhhhh. he just goes on and on with his craps. and when i laugh, i'll tend to do all sorts of thing. hahahh. my *girls know it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching korean videos. recenlty, i've been listenining to korean songs and watch korean movies. and i told sonia all about it. and now, she's a freak like me. hahahah. youknow,iknow! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korean and taiwanese done! japanese next! (: yay! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to korean and taiwanese people because they're just way better than local artist. and i just envy them! i have to know abit about other countries also what. by listening to their local bands will make a big difference you know! sonia's my korean-cum-taiwanese buddy! hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin's asleep.&lt;br /&gt;sonia's playing uno and she's not online-ing soon.&lt;br /&gt;boyfie's at padang right now, enjoyin himself.&lt;br /&gt;whereas, im stuck infront of this laptop. haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;so boring lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonore is in 6 days time. haiyaa. should i go or shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: just shut up and drive eh you stupid people. ahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8787217876073553309?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8787217876073553309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8787217876073553309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8787217876073553309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8787217876073553309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/melts.html' title='melts.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5018099329709517640</id><published>2008-11-06T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:42:25.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awkward thou.</title><content type='html'>thursday, 6 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bridging todayy. tomorrow last baby! YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's Khairi's birthday today. did manage to wish him happy birthday. anyway, eury gave him a very unpleasant birthday gift. so funny lor. the whole canteen saw it. he received two bras. hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhh. the moment he open his bag, there's two bras inside and suddenly, he throw that bra towards me. gendeng betol. then,i throw it down. its nothing unusual to a girl what. but guys are guys, they will get excited over such thing. hahhhh. no offence! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not have the courage to open my mouth and talk to boyfie. i did manage to glance at him a few times. coincidentally, he was looking too. and my heart just beat faster and faster and melt. it's like a feeling when u first fell in love. (: *jumps around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, doing nothing. hahahhhhh. sonia's not online. waiting for fatin to come over. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: Happy Birthday, Khairi Aslam. (: May all you wishes come true! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5018099329709517640?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5018099329709517640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5018099329709517640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5018099329709517640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5018099329709517640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/awkward-thou.html' title='awkward thou.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-6936753146122877351</id><published>2008-11-05T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:11:10.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mundane.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 5 november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 7plus thou. had a breakfast date with boyfie. met him at mcdonald's at 9. memories man! like seriously, if can, everyday i want to have breakfast with him. heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, something &lt;em&gt;'cropped up'&lt;/em&gt; and boyfie left me. we went &lt;em&gt;'separate ways'&lt;/em&gt;. but, i didn't went home straight. boyfie told me to go home straight, but i didn't. cause i don't feel like to. so, went to get ben and jerry's ice-cream; cookie dough flavour. after that, i wander around woodlands &lt;em&gt;'alone'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//then, there's one apek. wahh seyy. crazy seyy that apek. he stare stare after that smile smile. hah. crazy! but scary thou. //&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought 30bucks with me, ended up with 2 bucks. cool right ? i spent the money on food. that's what i always do if i don't feel right. haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;'thing'&lt;/em&gt; was torn into pieces. like really into pieces. i wasn't being myself that very moment, i must admit. i know, i was at fault too. but, if we were to continue as plan, things will not be this bad. so, seriously, i got no mood for sonore, cause no point going alone. no more high hopes zaaaat. sooner or later, this thing will end. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kay zaaaat, stop it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with *sonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'll just wait for him to talk. i got no courage to do it first. im just scared things might get worse between us. but, let's not think negatively la, zaaaaat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get it over and done with it sooner or later. right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. till here, goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im deeply in love with you. but do you?&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: thanks girls for listening. (: ily girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-6936753146122877351?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/6936753146122877351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=6936753146122877351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6936753146122877351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6936753146122877351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/mundane.html' title='mundane.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3216410993527721234</id><published>2008-11-01T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:50:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday was fun indeed.</title><content type='html'>friday, 31 october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bridging. not that bad la actually. hahah. with my girls around me, life's never boring. right girls? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after school today, spent time with boyfie. youknowiknow la. then, met up with the fatin and sofia to have lunch. or should i say very late lunch? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached mcdonald's at around 3pm. the *girls were late okay! [for the first time la] hah. sat down with boyfie. it was my treat. boyfie ate two burgers at a go. power ke pa? hahah. itu pasal dah boncet! (: fatin paid for my meal cause she owe me one meal! youknow,iknow. (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, boyfie stood up. i was like, what the hell ar you standing up for? hah. it was&lt;em&gt; the boy&lt;/em&gt; la. hah. &lt;em&gt;[if you read fatin's blog, you'll know what i mean]&lt;/em&gt; hah. so, boyfie salam &lt;em&gt;the boy&lt;/em&gt;. so, had a proper lunch then around 430pm, went home. or should i say, the girls followed me home to play with the baby. as i was hosting them, my face stoink stoink already. very sleepy, i tell you. hah.&lt;br /&gt;then at around 6plus, they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they went home, i straight away took a nap. till around 8plus. msg-ed boyfie throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday &amp;amp; sunday.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing special. rot at home only. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, 3 november.&lt;br /&gt;it's november baby! woah! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after school today, went home straight. and sleeeeeeep. heh.&lt;br /&gt;something terrible happened at home. &amp;amp; i don't wish to post about it. so long la the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, 4 november.&lt;br /&gt;had bridging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have lunch with the *girls.&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time with them.&lt;br /&gt;we just love to gossip.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, chatting with *sonia. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; msging boyfie. but he reply so frigging late la. so benci la. haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boyfie has finally agreed to watch high school musical 3 with me. yeaaah.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i did a research la.&lt;br /&gt;the movie reviews and ratings for HSM3 is better and higher than the coffin lorr.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to watch ghost stories anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh,(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i ain't got the mood to go to sonore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3216410993527721234?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3216410993527721234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3216410993527721234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3216410993527721234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3216410993527721234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-fun-indeed.html' title='yesterday was fun indeed.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8760196716200358356</id><published>2008-10-25T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:45:31.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring la.</title><content type='html'>i'm at pasir ris right now. due to some family reasons which i think not many of you will understand. so, no point of me blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck infront of this laptop since morning. reasons?&lt;br /&gt;a) i web smsing boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;b) i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;c) i just feel like to. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay crap.  bahahahahahahahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be staying here till monday? i hope so, if not, i have to go to school from here which is very troublesome. and i don't want to wake up damn early to board the bus. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, watching videos. i'll end my post here cause i have to go to airport to send my uncle off. he's going to perth. so yeah, i got nothing much to post either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:iloveyou! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8760196716200358356?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8760196716200358356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8760196716200358356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8760196716200358356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8760196716200358356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/10/boring-la.html' title='boring la.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8863474578546786978</id><published>2008-10-23T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:33:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great yet shocking day ever. hah.</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 23 October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school. for the first time in my life, i think i was motivated to go to school. eventhou exams are over. hah. it is because both my sister have started working again. and yeah, they woke up as early as me. so, i don't feel jealous, cause usually when i woke up, they will be sleeping soundly in thier air conditioned room, hugging tight their bloster and that makes me jealous. sounds wierd la, i know, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school just on time for the sing-along session. hah. the national anthem la. then, reading period. while the rest were focused, me and my girlfriends didn't. we chewed gum and talked, as usual la. mother tongue was next, two periods flew very fast sey. tup tup, after i finished doing the practice paper, two periods gone. hah. then english. continued playing the 'english' game. kay la. we did managed to ge a few correct answers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was recess. something happened to a classmate of mine. pitied her. but no one can help her right now exept for the principle. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next, it was maths. started on a new chapter. and mr chong said that he will try to get us souveniers in china. gerek or what. but its not a promise. so, chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography was crap man. no wonder i fail it. hah. kay done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its clean up time. 'Use Your Hand campaign'. cleaned my table and ta-da! it is as if its brand new man. oh my god! what an achievement sey. cause, i vandalised it, so i must be responsible for it mahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, report books were given out. honestly, im happy i got promoted. and dear classmates, i cried because of something else which is very shocking. gahhhh. only girlfriends know what is it about. bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the bell rang at 15opm, it was the end of academic year for the lower secs. sec threes have to come back for bridging programe. so, whatever la ehk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't wait for boyfriend due to some reasons. heknowswhy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, went back home with sonia. accompanied her home to put down her stuffs. after that, met up with fatin and sofia at boots and shoes. went to pizza hut and eat. it was planned long ago. we eat out hearts out, i tell you. kay, i was really scared i might bumped into boyfriend mum, but she's working in the kitchen so possibilty of me bumping to her is little. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our lunch, went to almost all the shops in cwp. including cold storage. hah. where i tried all those halloween mask. laughed laughed laughed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sofia's luck turn unlucky. there one uncle who accidentally stepped on her flip-flops till it snap. hah. and i can see that the uncle was quite rude la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: sorry.&lt;br /&gt;sofia: *turns* and that uncles gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid seyy. hah. so, sonia's accompanied her to stay one side while me and fatin go searching for slippers for her. while walking, another thing happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;mataer aku nye mak dah habis kerje skrg. aku takot ah. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin: &lt;em&gt;kalau kau nampak sesiapa yang familiar, jangan tegor. buat bodoh je, malu la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;siapa mak.....&lt;/em&gt; (i didn't finish my line yet when suddenly) [i wanted to say, siape maksod kau?]&lt;br /&gt;*two makcik walking towards us*&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;*paisey*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf's mum: &lt;em&gt;hey.&lt;/em&gt; ( i salam her, then fatin also kaypoh, hahah) &lt;em&gt;tak datang umah cik?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;oh tak la. tak sempat.&lt;/em&gt; *SMILE WIDELY!*&lt;br /&gt;*walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin was laughing all the way. iknow,youknow. hahah. (: then, continued searching for sofia's slippers. at last, we got it at john little. nice and cheap. so, met the other girls back and headed to sweet talk. get drinks then went to kfc to get sonia's sister cheese fries. this girls always ask me to order for them la. so i ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: two cheesefries take away.&lt;br /&gt;that guy: okay. chilli?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;guy: *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;me and sonia: *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;guy:*laugh*&lt;br /&gt;me: *laugh then smile*&lt;br /&gt;guy: thank you! *laugh again*&lt;br /&gt;me: *show a whatever face.*&lt;br /&gt;CRAZYY! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we headed home. fatin took the train while me and the rest took the bus.&lt;br /&gt;we give it a miss to two 964 buses cause sonia cannot board it. then 913 came. jengjengjeng.&lt;br /&gt;first thing i saw in the bus was mok. so, i was like, okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. then suddenly, boyfriend was sitting next to him. then i was like, not okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignored them. and sat at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 6, reached home. played the laptop for awhile and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;text-ed boyfriend at night. so, yeah, i assumed that everything's fine now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 24 October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i will be going out with fatin and boyfriend later. NOTHINGS CONFRIM'S YET! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, till here. goodbye readers! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8863474578546786978?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8863474578546786978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8863474578546786978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8863474578546786978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8863474578546786978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-yet-shocking-day-ever-hah.html' title='a great yet shocking day ever. hah.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1883711602285390638</id><published>2008-10-22T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:30:44.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;aku malas la nak post. fatin punya psl, aku post skg ni. hahahahhhhhhhhhhhh. kau la ni. mentang-mentang....... hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhh. aku seriously tak tau nak post psl ape. buat kali pertame, aku post ginik macam. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku dah dapat result. sungguh menyedihkn, tetapi aku tidak putus asa. masih ade waktu sebelom o-level ku. *senyom* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beberape hari ni, aku tak buat byk bende la. aku igt semule ape aku buat dari monday eh. *pikir-ing* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday, 20 october. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku datang sekolah je, ade berite best. lupe lupe nye, aku menang 'bet' laa. hahahhhh. so, ade orang tu utang aku bende yer. jangan lupa sih! (: biology, buat grpwork la. gerek la jugak. sebab bknnyer kite buat, kite bebual adelah. hahahh. biase jgak, klw ni tige pompun dah bertemu, ape lagi, start la segale bende merepek. betol tak beb? hahahaha.. social studies plak, cikgu tak dtg. kental la. so, bebual lagik. biase jgak. sonia absent. so, kekurangan satu orang utk bergurau senda. hahahah. english plak, kite maen game. okay la, gerek la jgak. abestu, melayu, cikgu tak dtg jugak. menyesal aku dtg skolah. tapi takpe, kawan punya psl, aku sanggop, klw aku dudok rumah pon, aku tido je, uad pe kn? heh. lepas sekolah, pegi mcdonald dengan berd. belanje berd satu meal. aku tak kesah la, die tu, kn scandal aku jgak kan. hahahahhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. zaaaat bebual, stop it siak. kay kay. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tuesday, 21 october.&lt;br /&gt;felt sick during early part of the day. i don't know why, but i just don't have the energy to even sit up straight during lessons. my hand felt cold but im sweating. weird right? hahaha. didn't eat during recess. forced myself to eat after school before the workshop. if not, i think, cannot make it sey. hahahhhh. the workshop was okayokay la. did enjoy the activites thou. haha. at arnd 5, went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 22 october.&lt;br /&gt;class attendence: 29/41.&lt;br /&gt;lets count. 12 students were absent.&lt;br /&gt;power or what? ahahahhhh. basically, we did nothing in school today. seriously, like nothing. hahahahh. but with wonderful people around me, of cos my day was great la. like duhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, texting dearest boyfriend plus blogging plus msn-ing. hehehehhhhh. will be out to the pasar malam to get my awaited burger ramly. weeeeeee. hahahaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, goodbye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: congratulations to that dearest girlfriend of mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: i love you boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1883711602285390638?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1883711602285390638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1883711602285390638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1883711602285390638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1883711602285390638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-825516929781028551</id><published>2008-10-11T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:38:06.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SPAfgJZMtNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cBJGitI8fx4/s1600-h/CIMG5102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255735402279253202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SPAfgJZMtNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cBJGitI8fx4/s320/CIMG5102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( first day of raya! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating for like super long. was busy studying for end of year. so far, i think the papers was doable except for geography and chemistry. haiyaaaa. rabak okay! this coming paper will be getting back our papers, hopefully i'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, even though i've been busy studying. me and boyfriend did spend time together. usually with muhaimmin. sometimes, did spend time with the girlfriends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was superb baby! hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the clock stuck 920am ytd, that marks the end of examinations! woohoo! stress over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mcdonald's with *girlfriends. as usual talk crap la. we laughed as if its our father's place. hahahhhhhh. boyfriend, muhaimmin and azhar join us abit later. eat eat eat. and we girls went home first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1230pm, met fatin back. went to sofia house. we 'bomb' her house! youknowiknow. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sofia's brother is the scariest guy ever. hahahhhhhhh. at 2pm, met boyfriend and muhaimmin at wlnds marts. get some drink at 7eleven and off we went to admiralty to take the train to far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached far east, walk her walk there and finally found the gladys that i've been wanting for. fatin and sofia bought it too. theirs are same except for the colours. mine's different. ehem! and boyfriend paid for it. thanks dear! i love you! (: *one more thing in my wishlist that haven't be fulfil yet* hehehhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we got our gladys, went to city hall, raffles city for awhile. topshop baby. hehehehhhhhhhhhhh. survey-ing some clothes and off we went to fullerton, starbucks. on our way there, the five of us, crapped. i can see that my girlfriends can get along with my boyfriends already. how fun! yay-ness! hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached fullerton, more crapping time. hahahhhh. at around 6, went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really had fun yesterday with them. they reall make my day okay! shopping with boyfriend, woah! i loike! hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gladys dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, no one's home except for me and my lil' brother. i was effing lazy to go out and buy breakfast so calld mcdonald's delivery. hahaha. two days straight mcdonalds. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go. promised my lil' brother that i'll play with him the xbox live after blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, good bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i love you people alots! (:&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/2665295994331625668-825516929781028551?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/825516929781028551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=825516929781028551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/825516929781028551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/825516929781028551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-people.html' title='i&apos;m back people.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SPAfgJZMtNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cBJGitI8fx4/s72-c/CIMG5102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1331302795047837754</id><published>2008-09-12T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:29:37.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long way to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 more days to end of year, adssians! (:&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/2665295994331625668-1331302795047837754?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1331302795047837754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1331302795047837754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1331302795047837754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1331302795047837754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-way-to-go.html' title='long way to go'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-8011025204246286763</id><published>2008-09-09T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:08:07.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cried to sleep.</title><content type='html'>skipped school today. it wasn't intentionally, of course. i was having a bad migrain which causes me to throw up several times. when i woke up for pre-dawn meal, my head was already spinning like hell. i did take two pain killers after i eat. went back to bed, trying really hard to go to sleep, but i just couldn't. usually when this occurs during bedtime, i'll wake bf up. but suddenly today, i don't have the guts to do so. even if i did call, will he even answer it? or will he did the same thing like how he did yesterday? but, i still remember what bf usually says, " try to sleep, close your eyes, jangan ikotkan sangat sakit tuu " remember, bf? i tried doing it, but still, it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 610am, when i stood up to walk to the kitchen, my head hits the stairs of my double-decker bed. awesome or what? and causes the pain to worsen. woke up mum, telling her that it was not possible for me to go to school in this state. i mean, i can go to school but most probably, i wouldn't be concentrating or maybe i will be resting at the sick bay. so, there's no use of even attending school, right? mum told me to break my fast and to take another two more pain killers. so, yeah, did that and straight i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din't call my friends up, telling them that i'll be absent from school. i din't even call bf up,too. hmmph, not even mdm arfah. so, not even a soul knows about this. telling bf about this, he'll blow up, for sure. ): right now, blogging while resting on my bed, and my head is not getting any better. great, how great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reply to khairiyah's post. you know me the best, girl! so yeah, maybe's that the reason for the recent outing. erm, lagipon, i felt awkward sebab aku dah lama tak keluar dengan korang sumer, abey nanti aku takot takde bena nak dibual kan oleh kita. tapi, takpe, kau tetap enjoy it right? even without me. (: so, yeah, i love you too babe! and, imy too. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-8011025204246286763?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/8011025204246286763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=8011025204246286763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8011025204246286763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/8011025204246286763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/cried-to-sleep.html' title='cried to sleep.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3858540709727358013</id><published>2008-09-08T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:44:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise or not?</title><content type='html'>everything didn't turn out the way it should be. i mean, the brownies and cookies turn out superb except for some part. the plan was, i'm suppose to meet bf at around 6pm. i mean, he told me there's rugby what, so i assumed at 6plus i'll get to meet him. i didn't tell him regarding this thing. i suppose he doesn't know a single thing about me baking for him, secretly. it was suppose to be a surprise. but much as i expected, th plan failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when school ends today at 115pm, told bf that i got something going on and couldn't follow him. its a monday, i know. i've planned this long before, and i wouldn't just give it a miss since i spend almost 50bucks on preparing it. i saw you at the stairs, i know i should go there and atleast go home together with you, but i'm rushing for time. i wanted you to have it for your break fast, i really really want to make you smile. i know, doing this is maybe nothing much, but i did it with all my heart okay! get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks when i called you several times but you didn't bother to pick it up. i know you're sleeping. but, usually you'll definitely pick it up if i consistently keep redialling your number. but this round, its different, after several calls, your phone was turned off. there's a possibility that its flat or you turned it off, purposely. so which one's that answer? i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't bloody get you through, so i called yazid for help. i was worried, thats one thing, the other thing is that, i don't want the food to go to waste. so, yazid was there to help me to pass it to you. how embarassing was it? asking someone else to pass it to your own bf. &lt;em&gt;gendeng kan?&lt;/em&gt; only fatin and sofia know how depressed i was at that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that we were supposed to meet that afternoon. i told you yesterday and even reminded you today. even if there wasn't any rugby training today, you should atleast make an effort ah and just meet me. but you just don't bloody care.&lt;em&gt; abey i buat untuk siapa? untuk di buang?&lt;/em&gt; thought of meeting you maybe after terawih, but then, forget it. &lt;em&gt;confirm bila jumpa, lagi terok jadi nya nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still pissed right now. you don't want to reply my msges, then fine! have it your way then. you want people to follow yours, but you just don't care about what people feel. for you, maybe, its nothing really. but for me, its a whole lot of thing which i did with love. yeah, love! get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay. cause one day, we'll be fine again. and i hope that day comes soon. but for now, whatever you did has seriously hurt me inside out. im used to it thou. but still, i want you to bloody know that i fugging did that because i promised you, i'll do it specially for you. a few more words to say, erm, remember that i will always love you. and i'm sincere about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will not update much about what truly happened today with girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes is as red as an apple right now. im damn tired. and im going to bed as soon as i shut this laptop down. right, so till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks yazid! (:&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: thanks girlfriends for making me smile the whole of today! ily you girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3858540709727358013?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3858540709727358013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3858540709727358013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3858540709727358013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3858540709727358013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise-or-not.html' title='surprise or not?'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3102548744733583011</id><published>2008-09-07T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:29:26.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply entertaining.</title><content type='html'>time check its 909pm right now. and im starting to feel sleepy. had only 5hours of sleep yesterday. cool right? so yeah, anyway, fellow girlfriends came to my crib today till 6plus. seriously, i don't think we did finish up our homeworks. we only managed to finish up the comprehension and thats it. hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. we're so doomed tomorrow, but nevermind, one for all and all for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone called bf while doing homework. used the loudspeaker, easier for me to multi-tasked. we did managed to discussed answer with bf. so i guess, the girls can get along already la. YAY-ness! (: we did alot of stupid stuffs. we share with each other about our backgrounds and stuffs. saddening right. hmmmph. and Fatin Rasyidah kicked my ass damn hard and the pain does last for awhile. gila la that girl! she kicked my just because i tickled her. hahahhhhhhhhhhhh. and the best part was when me and sofy tickled her till she fell off the bed and was stucked. hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. funny lorr. let's do that again! weeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~~ *horns up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;badak berendam&lt;/span&gt;, mum brought it back from her shop. nice! i think i've already eaten 3 balls of them. hehehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. *burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow marks the first day of term 4. last term for the year. and this means, end of year is coming really soon. i can't waste anymore time. i really have to bucked up. i have to prove to my parents that they're are wrong about me and im not a spoilt brat. yeahhhhhhh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its a school day tomorrow, i get to see bf. its been 4days since i last met him. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: we're all set up for an adventure. yeah! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3102548744733583011?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3102548744733583011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3102548744733583011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3102548744733583011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3102548744733583011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/simply-entertaining.html' title='simply entertaining.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-6416968103753806211</id><published>2008-09-07T11:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:04:24.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday wasn't a proper post. hmmmmph, stayed in my crib for the whole of yesterday. watched another bollywood movie, called Ta Ra Rum Pum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's about a family of four who was once a rich family. the father(RV) was a&lt;br /&gt;famous car racer and have topped every single race, but ever since he had an&lt;br /&gt;accident, life change. for a year, he wasn't on the track and that cause his&lt;br /&gt;family to suffer. his children had to starve themselves, his wife has to go and&lt;br /&gt;look for a job too. the shifted from a three house terrace to a pathetic room&lt;br /&gt;which they have to cuddle up together when they sleeps. his daughter, Princess,&lt;br /&gt;was bullied in school cause people criticize her saying she's poor etc. One&lt;br /&gt;saddening night, his son, Champ, slept and suddenly blood flows out from&lt;br /&gt;his mouth. the doctor found out that there's a piece of glass in his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;this glass got in when Champ ate people left-overs during lunch breaks in school&lt;br /&gt;and he needs an operation immediately but it will cost them a bomb, 65 000&lt;br /&gt;dollars. and the story goes on... i cried while watching, but it didn't break my&lt;br /&gt;fast right?? it wasn't intentionally what. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;male lead: Saif Ali Khan, female lead: Rani Mukerjee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;anyway, had a long conversation with bf at night, from 12 till pre-dawn meal. so yeah, i sleep at around 430am and i woke up at 10 in the morning. woah! hahahhhhhhhhhhhh. but hello, im eye bag free okay. i aint got any panda eyes. yeaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. anyway, while talking on the phone with bf, watched the cheetah girls 3 online. honestly, they can really shake their asses man! hahahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now, i need to have a shower cause fellow darlings are coming over to study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: i syg u la! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;pp/s: have a safe journey sisters! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-6416968103753806211?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/6416968103753806211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=6416968103753806211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6416968103753806211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/6416968103753806211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/midnight-conversation.html' title='midnight conversation.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-618920032227626056</id><published>2008-09-06T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:37:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay, im fugging bored right now. found this survey at cousy blog, so yeah, decided to give a go. hahahahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;here it goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; (X) dumped someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;(X) had a crush on an older person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[*once had crush on, now not anymore*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) skipped class&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;(X) seen someone/something die&lt;br /&gt;(X) been on an airplane&lt;br /&gt;( ) thrown up from drinking&lt;br /&gt;(X) eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[*which then makes me realize how awful it taste*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) met someone in the net&lt;br /&gt;( ) been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in a mosh pit&lt;br /&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;(X) taken pill killers&lt;br /&gt;(X) liked/loved someone who you can't have&lt;br /&gt;( ) laid on you back and watch cloud shapes goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[*not cloud shapes but if airplanes, have!*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;(X) flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;(X) built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;(X) played dress up&lt;br /&gt;( ) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone sliding&lt;br /&gt;(X) cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;[*who in the world never cheat before?*] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) been lonely&lt;br /&gt;(X) fell asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;(X) watched the sun set&lt;br /&gt;( ) felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;(X) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;(X) been robbed/ vandalize&lt;br /&gt;(X) been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;(X) been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;(X) won a contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) be suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;(X) had detention&lt;br /&gt;(X) been in a bicycle/motorcycle accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[*not really an accident la, hahahhhhhhhhhhhh.*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) had/have braces&lt;br /&gt;( ) eaten a whole tub of ice-cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;( ) dance in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;( ) witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) pole dancing [?]&lt;br /&gt;(X) questioned your heart&lt;br /&gt;(X) swam in the sea&lt;br /&gt;(X) felt like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;(X) cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;(X) played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;(X) recently colored with color pencils, markers, crayons&lt;br /&gt;(X) Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(X) paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;( ) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(X) made prank phone calls&lt;br /&gt;(X)  kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( ) Smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigar&lt;br /&gt;(X) kissed a member of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; [*i loike!*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) are/have been in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[*smiles*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(X) worn the opposite sex clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) swam with the dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[*i never swim with them before, but i kissed them before*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that's all. hehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. actually there's a few more to go, but then lil' brother wants to use the computer. so must give in. yeah! hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2665295994331625668-618920032227626056?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/618920032227626056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=618920032227626056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/618920032227626056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/618920032227626056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/kay-im-fugging-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-489674991963498874</id><published>2008-09-05T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:23:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopelessly devoted to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SMEcWXLs22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/28VyG_cM43c/s1600-h/17082008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SMEcWXLs22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/28VyG_cM43c/s320/17082008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242502611741760354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           (photo taken during the trip to kuala lumpur. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. was in my crib for the whole day. i should say that my day was quite splendid. 3 pm, rang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bf&lt;/span&gt; up. had a short conversation, *i miss you badly!*. was stuck infront of the laptop the whole afternoon till its time to break fast. occupied myself by watching two dvds and an english novel. cool right? watched a bollywood movie titled RACE and an indonesia movie titled Butterfly. Hooray! hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (: its 8pm right now, just hung up the phone with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a few secs ago. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;missing boyfriend so much. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days to school reopens. haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. -___-" have to start doing my homeworks tomorrow. rightt, i have to yaw! oh wells, its the end. hahahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and monday's the day. YAY-ness! *jumpes around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here then.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-489674991963498874?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/489674991963498874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=489674991963498874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/489674991963498874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/489674991963498874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/hopelessly-devoted-to-you.html' title='hopelessly devoted to you'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SMEcWXLs22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/28VyG_cM43c/s72-c/17082008%28010%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-9123227975690835832</id><published>2008-09-04T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:38:49.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SL_PbAl9tYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H7wcvFEThgY/s1600-h/07022008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SL_PbAl9tYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H7wcvFEThgY/s320/07022008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242136554205197698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(photo taken when i was hospitalized)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't update yesterday cause was out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;nothing exciting happened yesterday except the part where me and sofy went to fatin's house.&lt;br /&gt;went there and discussed about something.&lt;br /&gt;that something is for us to know and you people to find out.&lt;br /&gt;am very excited for it, and i really hope it works. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break fast at dad's shop. had the whole family down including my aunts and their family.&lt;br /&gt;the dishes were cooked by dad, ermm, there were loads and loads of food, like black pepper crab, cereal prawn, sweet and sour fish, lemon chicken. and thanks, out of 4 dishes, i could only eat 2. Yay! -____-" i felt quite left out yesterday thou. and yeah, lil' brother received the long awaited Nintendo Wii, and why is that? its because he wants it so much. my siblings wishes will come true, but why mine doesn't? why can't they just fulfill one, atleast one? bleargh. for them, im such an eyesore. say whatever you want, cause i just can't be bothered. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped dad during the closing down of the cafe. at 9plus, off we went home. reached home, played the comp till like 1plus? yeah, and off i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its thursday today. great just great. 3 more days before school starts. time flies pretty fast this week. woke up at 1oplus today, phone called boyfie. had a few minutes convo with him, and went back to sleep. woke up at 1plus, switched on the computer. whoever went online this afternoon, you should have noticed that i was not online. my computer just won't start. bull shit oi! i was supposed to websms boyfie. haiyaaaaaaaaa. because of that, there goes my afternoon talk with boyfie. i didn't want to disturb boyfie by calling him up, but i just couldn't help it. so, dialed his number, and had a short convo again. *smiles* hearing his voice, makes my day la. the remaining part of the day was rather mundane. thought of going to the bazaar at causeway, but i just don't bother to disturb any of the souls out there just to accompany me. if only boyfie were at home, surely he'll accompany me. sadly, he's at tampines, his aunt house and will only be back tomorrow, i think. im just craving for chendol la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite it raining cats and dogs, went to admiralty to get some stuffs. was bored la. bumped into a few friends, and said hello. (: hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;reached home just nice for break fast. phone called boyfie again at around 8pm, wished him goodnight and stuffs, i know its only 8pm, its because his mobile battery is low and he has to keep it last till tomorrow. so, yeah, understand understood. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im off to catch don't forget the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: i miss you truck loads, boyfriend! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-9123227975690835832?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/9123227975690835832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=9123227975690835832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/9123227975690835832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/9123227975690835832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/misses.html' title='Misses'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SL_PbAl9tYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H7wcvFEThgY/s72-c/07022008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1850395858620055885</id><published>2008-09-02T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:45:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remedial</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;yyy&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day of the fasting month. i'm doing good for now. YAY-ness! (:&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, had biology and mother tongue remedial today.&lt;br /&gt;only around half of the class attend.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i came late, but still i make an effort to attend yaw! (:&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't paying that much attention during biology, cause im sitting beside sonia la.&lt;br /&gt;and as you people know, with sonia beside me, nothing goes inside my mind except for all her crap. hahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;no offence eh! (: but still, no matter how nonsense you can get, i love you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything ends at twelve. decided not to go for maths cause lazy. so, went back home straight.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, slept till 4plus. was having a slight headache. but, am okay now! (:&lt;br /&gt;most probably, will be stucked infront of this laptop till it's time to break fast.&lt;br /&gt;im effing lazy to blog about yesterday thou. hehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so, just read fatin's blog to know what we did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: brownies on the way okay boyfriend? (: just wait! and, i love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1850395858620055885?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1850395858620055885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1850395858620055885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1850395858620055885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1850395858620055885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/remedial.html' title='Remedial'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4542770867665349984</id><published>2008-09-01T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:09:12.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMRT challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sundayyyy&lt;/span&gt; people!&lt;br /&gt;today's the day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 530 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;met up with girls first.&lt;br /&gt;dragged our feet to admiralty station where we were supposed to meet mdm lisda.&lt;br /&gt;we decided not to wait for mdm lisda cause if we were to wait for her, we'll be late for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the train to tao payoh.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching, we did all the admin stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to 7eleven to get ourselves a bottle of drink and sandwich, just to fill up our empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to take the train with an empty stomach, history going to repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;for sure, i'm gonna pitam man! hahahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, assembled at the carpeted area infront of burger king.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the rest of the teams to gather, there were some quiz and prizes to be won.&lt;br /&gt;the host was lame la.&lt;br /&gt;so, we (me, syiqin, fatin and sofia) together with the RCY girls, talked crap.&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly, a guy beside me started to nudge me and said;&lt;br /&gt;him: dari sekolah mana?&lt;br /&gt;me: admiralty, why?&lt;br /&gt;him:okay.&lt;br /&gt;me: -________-"&lt;br /&gt;syiqin was like laughing all the way. basket eh. hahahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before i forget, from that guy team, there's this jongang guy.&lt;br /&gt;totally jongang, wore a braces thou.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like boasting la, saying that for sure, they're gonna win.&lt;br /&gt;we were like, what the hell eh korang. hahahahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;if you guys were to win, then maybe you teeth brings you luck.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 830am, the first clue was given.&lt;br /&gt;so, we started cracking it.&lt;br /&gt;and ta-da, we did it! hahahahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so the journey of this challenge was from khatib till bukit gombak only.&lt;br /&gt;and within this route, there's five station which we have to do a mission.&lt;br /&gt;this five station was, sembawang, kranji, woodlands, bukit gombak, yishun.&lt;br /&gt;i'll not elaborate further la, very long la the story.&lt;br /&gt;kay, what the hell eh my language. hahahahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, our motive was not to give up, and persevere till the end.&lt;br /&gt;and we did it!&lt;br /&gt;we gain the 76th position.&lt;br /&gt;if you people out there thinks that 76th is not satisfied, then go and flushed yourself down the toilet bowl la eh! ( kay, ni random! hahahhhhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;there were like thousand of people participating for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;so, we should be proud! (:&lt;br /&gt;congratulations girls! we did it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to toa payoh after the last mission.&lt;br /&gt;we were super uber exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;so, we relaxed abit while waiting for boyfriend to come.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to change to home clothes but decided not to cause we are damn sticky, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;bought muncy doughnuts (alas perut)&lt;br /&gt;we were damn hungry oi!&lt;br /&gt;but, decided to wait for boyfie to come first.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, boyfie reached at around 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;all of us, (my girls, me, boyfie and haizal) headed to nearby fork and spoon.&lt;br /&gt;it was bloody packed.&lt;br /&gt;btw, that particular fork and spoon was the setting for jeritan sepi.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, headed to KFC, still packed.&lt;br /&gt;so, boyfie suggest that we get out from toa payoh and have our brunch somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;we agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me,boyfie and haizal headed down to northpoint first while the rest wanted to wait for the result show.&lt;br /&gt;in the train, haizal back out last minute.&lt;br /&gt;so, it was only left with myself and boyfie.&lt;br /&gt;in the first place, i really really didn't want to go to northpoint cause i was very selekeh tau.&lt;br /&gt;imagine la, me wearing a L-sized t-shirt with school shorts and slippers. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;but, boyfie convinced me that it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;so, as soon as we reached yishun, went to golden village.&lt;br /&gt;boyfie wanted to catch the star wars, but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;i really have no interest in star wars, im sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;boyfie suggest to watch Wall-E instead.&lt;br /&gt;i really have no interest la.&lt;br /&gt;but, after much pestering from boyfie, we decided to watch.&lt;br /&gt;it was boyfie's treat. thank you, love! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a phone call from the girls, saying that they're otw to yishun alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;i asked them whether they want to join us to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;they didn't want at first, cause they didn't have much cash with them.&lt;br /&gt;but, the ever kind boyfie offered to pay for their tickets first.&lt;br /&gt;and they can pay him when they have the money to.&lt;br /&gt;so, they agreed! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we bought the tickets, was deciding where to have our brunch.&lt;br /&gt;first was sakura, but it was closed down, and idk why. hahahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my favorite wanton noodle. haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;so, went back to GV, burger king.&lt;br /&gt;had double mushroom swiss while boyfie had his usual, which is whooper.&lt;br /&gt;boyfie wanted to pay for it, but it wasn't that nice right so i fork out a bit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 330, sofia and fatin came.&lt;br /&gt;went in straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;our seats were separated by a passage way.&lt;br /&gt;so, okay la, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLuGyH6NgII/AAAAAAAAAEM/uUF9VZNBfRc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLuGyH6NgII/AAAAAAAAAEM/uUF9VZNBfRc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240930787050487938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall-E is a must watch show for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;it's best if you go with you dearest ones.&lt;br /&gt;the movie is very romantic yet cartoonic la.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, its hilarious. (:&lt;br /&gt;so, do catch it people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie ends at 550pm.&lt;br /&gt;separated with the girls at yishun mrt.&lt;br /&gt;me and boyfie took 858.&lt;br /&gt;alighted near woodlands mart.&lt;br /&gt;boyfie send me home.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, thanked boyfie in the bus for spending alot on me. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was random, but who cares la.&lt;br /&gt;atleast he knows that i had fun what. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 630pm, and no one was around.&lt;br /&gt;cool ke pe?&lt;br /&gt;tau aku balik lambat lagi.&lt;br /&gt;gendeng!&lt;br /&gt;so, took a shower and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and off i went to bed at 730pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing i knew, it was time to sahur.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday today.&lt;br /&gt;and marks the beginning of the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;so to all muslim people out there,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dear boyfriend, i love you! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4542770867665349984?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4542770867665349984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4542770867665349984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4542770867665349984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4542770867665349984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/09/smrt-challenge.html' title='SMRT challenge'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLuGyH6NgII/AAAAAAAAAEM/uUF9VZNBfRc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1317700126592526034</id><published>2008-08-30T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:39:13.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splendid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt; yo!&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;first time stucked infront of this fugging computer the whole afternoon, from 2 till now, which is nearly 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;so, let's count, erm, 5 hours of typing and clicking.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! for sure, my spectacles degree will increased sey.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa. i know la, 5 hours is not long for some of you people, but hello, i ain't a computer addict so 5 hours is way to long for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurythemics had a match this morning.&lt;br /&gt;versus pandemonium.&lt;br /&gt;despite the short of players for eurythemics, they still won.&lt;br /&gt;7-1. omg, they thrashed the opponent like hell.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i didn't go and watch la, this information is from love.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went online at two plus till now.&lt;br /&gt;chat with fatin.&lt;br /&gt;okay, we did a very stoopid thing.&lt;br /&gt;we went to flood love's tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;we were super duper bored at that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;so, we did an oh-so-random thing. hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;web sms-ed love all the way too. (:&lt;br /&gt;and atlast he updated his blog.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, tomorrow's the big day.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared, excited, nervous.&lt;br /&gt;we are very sure we will not win, but atleast we want to complete the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;we can do it, girls! (:&lt;br /&gt;let's pray hard. hahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting them at admiralty station at 645am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;645am, mind you!&lt;br /&gt;so early sey.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, love's gonna fetched me at Toa Pa Yoh hub after the challenge tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! (:&lt;br /&gt;last day of 'everything' before the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, now my neck is hurting, my backbone is aching.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just talk a little about yesterday discussion between me and love.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;he's willing to get me either a ring, a gladiator sandals or le coq sportif bag.&lt;br /&gt;either one, but still, im touched.&lt;br /&gt;love, its your choice what to get for me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its your own money afterall.&lt;br /&gt;your savings. so, its your call.&lt;br /&gt;and, remember, i love you tau! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, online shopping at ebay.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;just looking la.&lt;br /&gt;erm, told love to look at it too.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;see love, my taste good right?&lt;br /&gt;hahhhhhhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1317700126592526034?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1317700126592526034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1317700126592526034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1317700126592526034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1317700126592526034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/splendid.html' title='splendid'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5355160993856067281</id><published>2008-08-29T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:51:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Friday, 29 August.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am today.&lt;br /&gt;early or what?&lt;br /&gt;phoned up&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cause he wants me to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;with my blur face, i bring the house phone into my room.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that the wire is very long. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telephone sendiri pon tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after calling, went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;at 530am, wake up and have a bath.&lt;br /&gt;while i was bathing, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bibik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cooked the noodle to be brought to school.&lt;br /&gt;after bathing, called &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again, which was at around 6plus, to make sure that he was already out from his home.&lt;br /&gt;was on the phoned with&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, telling him what to buy, while he search for the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for sacrificing your sleep just to go to 7eleven to get the ice, some snacks and also carrying some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate it a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;where was i anyway?&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, after that, told &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to meet me at my house, or should i say the staircase directly beside my house. haahhh.&lt;br /&gt;and yet again, i should say thank you for waiting patiently for me to get ready. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sofia&lt;/span&gt;, too, meet me there.&lt;br /&gt;oh and not forgetting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;syiqin&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; wani&lt;/span&gt; who waited patiently at my void deck. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was getting ready, i drank a bottle of yakult.&lt;br /&gt;and this causes my tummy to ache during the walk-a-jog.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun part now.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;had a mini party in class.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, even though i have grudges towards mdm arfah.&lt;br /&gt;i do want her to be happy on this very day.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went over to 2e4 to give mr chong a card and a big slice of cake.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my god, i said i love you to him infront of his form class.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;he's the best among the best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the celebration, had a teachers day concert.&lt;br /&gt;was boring la.&lt;br /&gt;so, i made the environment, un-boring.&lt;br /&gt;shout here, shout there.&lt;br /&gt;like crazy la.&lt;br /&gt;and, when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eurythemics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; received the trophies, i stand up okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*clap hands* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*EURYTHEMICS!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wooooooooooooooooooo!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;see, told you i'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurythemics performed an item, dikir barat.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, im proud of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i've never see him this enthusiastic ever before.&lt;br /&gt;he was like enjoying his self.&lt;br /&gt;oh and people, he shouted!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;you people seldom hear &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shout la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i kissed my Sonia! (: hahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5355160993856067281?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5355160993856067281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5355160993856067281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5355160993856067281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5355160993856067281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5059035478107993523</id><published>2008-08-28T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:07:38.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brownies baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLawtmxvIWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9GdN4r4VQo/s1600-h/Hot%21006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLawtmxvIWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9GdN4r4VQo/s320/Hot%21006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239569514041909602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random okay this picture! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's sucks la, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;despite that, tried to put a smile on my face. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, after school was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;it was a last minute thing.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to bake for love again.&lt;br /&gt;so, i asked fatin and sofia whether they want to bake for the teachers too.&lt;br /&gt;they agreed.&lt;br /&gt;so, after SST, went back home with fatin and valery.&lt;br /&gt;met up with my new friend (i should say), marcus.&lt;br /&gt;erm, valery's friend la.&lt;br /&gt;said hello and off i went back home straight.&lt;br /&gt;get the stuffs ready for baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around, 530, fatin reached my house.&lt;br /&gt;we had our lunch-cum-dinner first while waiting for sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at six plus, we start baking baybehh.&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking la.&lt;br /&gt;we bake, we create cards and watch television.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;i bake one tray just for love.&lt;br /&gt;and the girls bake for the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;one tray for love is like too much alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;so, will be giving some to the rest too.&lt;br /&gt;its nice and chewy.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, its nice to you people too. (:&lt;br /&gt;we crapped like hell.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, crapping sia. hahahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;at 930, they went back home.&lt;br /&gt;and now, im doing two more cards while blogging while chatting.&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting alot of people tomorrow at 645am.&lt;br /&gt;sofia, fatin, love, syiqin, wani and maybe fahmi and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;so, need to sleep early cause will be waking up damn early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;till here then, goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i really hope you appreciate it, im sorry. (: ily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5059035478107993523?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5059035478107993523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5059035478107993523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5059035478107993523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5059035478107993523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/brownies-baby.html' title='brownies baby'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLawtmxvIWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9GdN4r4VQo/s72-c/Hot%21006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4002707598374293219</id><published>2008-08-27T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:24:22.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's recap</title><content type='html'>life's okay so far.&lt;br /&gt;kay, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;so random lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay,anyway, its been like days since i last update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;been busy, or should i say, lazy?&lt;br /&gt;hhahhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am doing some recap here.&lt;br /&gt;ermm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, first half of the day was rather plain for me.&lt;br /&gt;cause there's biology and social studies.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhhh, so many theories to be memorise.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, i really hope i could make it to4express.&lt;br /&gt;*insyallah*&lt;br /&gt;kay, now the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;spent time with love after school.&lt;br /&gt;i love you la, do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh (:&lt;br /&gt;oh and, after that, met up with sofia and fatin.&lt;br /&gt;met them at woodlands mart, get ourselves sundae chocolate. nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;they came over to my house to help me complete the CIP photo journal.&lt;br /&gt;thanks darlings!&lt;br /&gt;they stayed over till like seven plus. then, we went to have dinner at fork and spoon.&lt;br /&gt;then we crapped.&lt;br /&gt;- nak jadi steward tak? hahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;random or what the topic. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i know, we all know! hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, lessons were okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;had a little tiff with love.&lt;br /&gt;but, we're matured people, so the tiff doesn't last that long.&lt;br /&gt;at night, had a little chat with love and off i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;oh and not forgetting the incident while i was walking back home with fatin and sofia in the heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;the girls will CONFIRM post about it.&lt;br /&gt;im so not going to post it here, cause aku malu nanti ah.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, thats about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, kay fun.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;maths was the best.&lt;br /&gt;topic discussion between me, syiqin and tasha was oh-so-random la.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;its for us to know, and you people to find out. hhahhahhhhhhhhhhhh.(:&lt;br /&gt;PE was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;played frissbi (is this how it spells) with love, azhar, motai and fairuz.&lt;br /&gt;lot of laughig, i should say,  ahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;you'll laugh your hearts out when you know more about azhar people.&lt;br /&gt;he'll make your day, for sure. (:&lt;br /&gt;watched eurythemics soccer match today with shab and rica.&lt;br /&gt;did some gossiping and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;random of cos.&lt;br /&gt;they won, like duhh.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;and now, im stuck infront of the lappy blogging.&lt;br /&gt;hhaahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay, not! im so hungy.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till here then, goodbye readers !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: there's alot of hahhhhhh here and there. ignore la. hahahhhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Happy 19th Month-sarry love! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLVHS-8Un5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPzWyYKu9NE/s1600-h/th_AGuyLikeYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLVHS-8Un5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPzWyYKu9NE/s320/th_AGuyLikeYou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239172132974665618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i love you- (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4002707598374293219?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4002707598374293219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4002707598374293219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4002707598374293219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4002707598374293219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-recap.html' title='let&apos;s recap'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SLVHS-8Un5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPzWyYKu9NE/s72-c/th_AGuyLikeYou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-815027148004298410</id><published>2008-08-22T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:40:56.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pain people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid cramps&lt;/span&gt;, go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my backbone is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;how i wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i was born as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;boy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;guys don't feel this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i know its random, but im effing in pain la*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-815027148004298410?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/815027148004298410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=815027148004298410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/815027148004298410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/815027148004298410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-in-pain-people-stupid-cramps-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5170900899700834721</id><published>2008-08-22T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:13:24.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter wrote by me</title><content type='html'>this post will only be regarding a special someone.&lt;br /&gt;which is my dearest&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; boyfie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry bf.&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to weekends, i feel shitty.&lt;br /&gt;other people are looking forward for weekends to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;i know, you'll feel rather disappointed, because everytime you asked me out, i always can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i really hope i could but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;you know me well, right?&lt;br /&gt;i begged you not to blame me for not spending time with you, alright bf?&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best to spend time with you.&lt;br /&gt;if you realize, i've been wasting a lot of your time.&lt;br /&gt;forcing you to stay for lunch breaks, throwing tantrums without any reasons, making you stay with me even after we said goodbye etc.&lt;br /&gt;don't be mad okay?&lt;br /&gt;i got my own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;each and everytime i'm with you, i tend to forget everything and i mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's seven days in a week, but out of seven days, we only see each other five days a week.&lt;br /&gt;totally not cool.&lt;br /&gt;despite seeing each other five days in a week, only monday and friday are the days which we go home together.&lt;br /&gt;you're exempted from sst.&lt;br /&gt;and, i can't force you to stay for sst &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which i know, will never happen) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even that 35mins of lunch break mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;that explains why i was tearing or even pissed because you just chose not to stay.&lt;br /&gt;for that very moment, i asked myself, do you still care about me?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know the answer for that question yet, but maybe i'll know it sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling/texting you every night.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, fails.&lt;br /&gt;i apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yourself know what i really want right now.&lt;br /&gt;but, if you really have no time to get it, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;it's not important anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it's just one of my wishes la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be gone for two days.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think i could contact you in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;if i could, i absolutely will do so, okay bf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i trust you.&lt;br /&gt;our quarreling has never break us apart right bf?&lt;br /&gt;i hope we will not be separated &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK6tCJynLlI/AAAAAAAAADs/NFnNTdHq_Lw/s1600-h/th_awayformyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK6tCJynLlI/AAAAAAAAADs/NFnNTdHq_Lw/s320/th_awayformyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237313669178011218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it? *smile*&lt;br /&gt;i love you boyfie. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5170900899700834721?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5170900899700834721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5170900899700834721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5170900899700834721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5170900899700834721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/letter-wrote-by-me.html' title='a letter wrote by me'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK6tCJynLlI/AAAAAAAAADs/NFnNTdHq_Lw/s72-c/th_awayformyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4455154631506225509</id><published>2008-08-21T20:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:53:40.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im equally fine. hahh.</title><content type='html'>so, what did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first half of the day, i ain't have the mood.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i ignored any of you people.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, you are really getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh!&lt;br /&gt;im so not going to say anything here.&lt;br /&gt;*slaps your face*&lt;br /&gt;ahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SST was fun.&lt;br /&gt;sat with sonia.&lt;br /&gt;behind us was muhaimin and waliuddin.&lt;br /&gt;crapped with them like hell yaw.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really eat alot when im down.&lt;br /&gt;imagine having 7 bucks in your wallet, and the next thing u know, you're left with 1.60 only.&lt;br /&gt;hahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, right now, i aint got any cash with me.&lt;br /&gt;wah piang oi! -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;erm, after SST, went to woodland mart.&lt;br /&gt;the girls wanted to eat, so i just bought an ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;*calculating, 1.60-0.60=1.00*&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, im left with one buck only now.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, after that, fatin and sofia went over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;they helped me did the CIP photo journal till six plus.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girls!&lt;br /&gt;as usual, its crapping time too!&lt;br /&gt;youknow, iknow. (:&lt;br /&gt;and im almost done with that journal.&lt;br /&gt;yeah! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to update more about today.&lt;br /&gt;read either fatin's, sofia's or sonia's blog to know more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, till here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: your most welcome, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK1k4-5rA8I/AAAAAAAAADk/iXnU-f_NIlA/s1600-h/th_special.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK1k4-5rA8I/AAAAAAAAADk/iXnU-f_NIlA/s320/th_special.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236952871822099394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4455154631506225509?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4455154631506225509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4455154631506225509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4455154631506225509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4455154631506225509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-equally-fine-hahh.html' title='im equally fine. hahh.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SK1k4-5rA8I/AAAAAAAAADk/iXnU-f_NIlA/s72-c/th_special.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5407728664758467753</id><published>2008-08-20T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:02:03.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut the crap;</title><content type='html'>a proper post for yesterday and today yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 19 August.&lt;br /&gt;it was sofia's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday darl!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had maths for the first two periods.&lt;br /&gt;got back our test paper.&lt;br /&gt;i pass la sial!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;44/50.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the paper was too easy, that's explains the good mark.&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry next.&lt;br /&gt;failed. 11/25.&lt;br /&gt;disappointed thou.&lt;br /&gt;but no point regretting it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography, passed, 6.5/12&lt;br /&gt;even thou it's just a pass, im quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;cause, i didn't much studied for geography.&lt;br /&gt;i focus more on social studies.&lt;br /&gt;but despite focusing on social studies, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i scored only 7/13.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic right?&lt;br /&gt;i got all the facts wrong.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english, just a pass for me.&lt;br /&gt;fatin and me jumped for joy when we passed our english. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elective, were fun as usual. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had SST afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;help jasma do her art.&lt;br /&gt;then, went for geography remedial.&lt;br /&gt;crap with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;and the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt; came to school again for the audition.&lt;br /&gt;i'll not talk much about the audition.&lt;br /&gt;but, what i know is that, they were awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;waited for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt; in the canteen with shab and mot.&lt;br /&gt;eury celebrated faiz and haizal birthday. (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Haizal &amp;amp; Faiz! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 630pm, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 20 August.&lt;br /&gt;let's just cut short everything.&lt;br /&gt;two bad things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the technical students quarreled with the express students because of tables.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;funny la.&lt;br /&gt;im not involve, so yeah, idk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the normal academic boys just can't shut the mouth up. pissed with them. its not as if we were the one who chose to go to Aaha center for our SST right? it was cikgu amizah's idea. so if you guys are not happy with our appearance in that room, don't blame us, blame her. and whats with the playing of people names sey. and that one particular guy, oh my god, he's just not happy with me since that bloody AD cup. i can see. whats wrong with you? seriously, i fuckingly can't be bothered with you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dzar, relax. (:&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: iffah, farah and aishah, buat bodoh je ngan dorang.&lt;br /&gt;ppp/s: girls, tomorrow's the day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, while i was walking out the room, i mistaken &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt; as love. seriously, the way his pants looks from behind is similar. baggy pants yaw! hahahhh. then, the way he walks is somehow similar too. oh my god, i guess i just miss him soo much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dni&lt;/span&gt; seems to behave differently today. i think its regarding yesterday matter. oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt;, just know that, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like calling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt;, but i don't want history to repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;youknow,iknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye,readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dni-dinie nurislam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5407728664758467753?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5407728664758467753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5407728664758467753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5407728664758467753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5407728664758467753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/cut-crap.html' title='cut the crap;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3033608054801966137</id><published>2008-08-19T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:33:02.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you.</title><content type='html'>i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for treating me this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough from my father.&lt;br /&gt;i thought by calling you up, will cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i get treated this way from my own bf?&lt;br /&gt;it sucks okay!&lt;br /&gt;did i ever treated you this way?&lt;br /&gt;did i?&lt;br /&gt;i don't bloody need a handphone to live.&lt;br /&gt;if there's a will, there's a way.&lt;br /&gt;but i think, im the only one making an effort.&lt;br /&gt;example, after school, im the one who looks for you, spent time with you.&lt;br /&gt;i neglected my friends because of you.&lt;br /&gt;you don't want to attend SST even if i force you to.&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;i called you up almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;just to fucking talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't give a damn about you,&lt;br /&gt;then i don't effing care about calling you up, making forty over missed calls just to fucking talk to my own boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and now, you're saying, talking on the phone is boring.&lt;br /&gt;girls, have you ever heard a guy saying that talking to his fucking girlfriend is a bore?&lt;br /&gt;have you?! NO!&lt;br /&gt;dinie, reflect please. whatever you said to me, has fuckingly hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to end nineteen months relationship right now.&lt;br /&gt;but what i really wish is, all this crap feelings towards me to be flushed down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;thanks boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3033608054801966137?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3033608054801966137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3033608054801966137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3033608054801966137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3033608054801966137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1953772129998628823</id><published>2008-08-18T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:51:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice conversation love;</title><content type='html'>Monday, 18 August.&lt;br /&gt;school's great today, i shall say.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmph.&lt;br /&gt;biology, two periods, mdm neethu was absent.&lt;br /&gt;social studies, 2 periods, mrs lim was absent.&lt;br /&gt;english, 2 periods, mdm arfah was absent too.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's only lights and mother tongue today.&lt;br /&gt;lights? as usual, motivational talk by ms wahidah.&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue, awesome! hahahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lepaklepak &lt;/span&gt;with love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went back.&lt;br /&gt;went to 7eleven at woodlands mart first.&lt;br /&gt;bought chocolate. (:&lt;br /&gt;as i was walking back, saw the girls (natasha, azilla, tutik, hafizah and maisarah)&lt;br /&gt;they're training for the upcoming event which is the NFL, falls on the 30 August.&lt;br /&gt;tasha text me yesterday, wants me to join the team as they are short of players.&lt;br /&gt;sorry girls, i didn't take my nafa in the first place. hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im participating in the SMRT challenge, with syiqin, fatin and sofia.&lt;br /&gt;we really hope we could bring good news.&lt;br /&gt;lets just pray hard! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly, mum wants me to give it a miss and follow the family to batam on that very day.&lt;br /&gt;but, i refused.&lt;br /&gt;mdm arfah personally chose us, okay!&lt;br /&gt;i should atleast make the class proud or something right?&lt;br /&gt;stupid, im so not going to follow you people.&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for that day to come, and i will still be.&lt;br /&gt;so, don't think that you might change my mind or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but, for the first time, i think dad is being reasonable, he's on my side.&lt;br /&gt;thanks dad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might go and take a nap now.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Sofia, happy advance birthday! present late okay! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1953772129998628823?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1953772129998628823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1953772129998628823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1953772129998628823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1953772129998628823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/nice-conversation-love.html' title='nice conversation love;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2697181625948518585</id><published>2008-08-17T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:59:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long journey;</title><content type='html'>Friday, 15 August.&lt;br /&gt;we went out from house at 4 instead.&lt;br /&gt;the reason is me. hahahh.&lt;br /&gt;i purposely took a long time to dress up.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;whatever i wear that day, looks ugly on me.&lt;br /&gt;bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst... i brought my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bantal busok&lt;/span&gt; along (bolster). hahahahh. can't sleep without it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immigration jam.&lt;br /&gt;so, watched Laksmana DoReMi in the car.&lt;br /&gt;funny or what?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;but then ter-doze off.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up then asked my father to stop by cause i want to pee. :S&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan already.&lt;br /&gt;so, stop by at idk what the place called just to go to the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;then, continued our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;again, i asked my father to stop by at ayer keroh to eat, lunch cum dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was 6plus by then.&lt;br /&gt;ate AnW . sedaaaaap or what?&lt;br /&gt;bought snacks to eat in the car.&lt;br /&gt;because according to dad,  we'll reached there in another an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;my butt is cramped man!&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;continued our journey again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the destination is shah alam.&lt;br /&gt;reached the condominium at 10 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;un-packed my stuffs, and off i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 16th August.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8.&lt;br /&gt;early or what?&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then talk talk talk with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;i just got nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;they are boring okay!&lt;br /&gt;and the girls are just minahs.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, you girls are talking about boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;but then, each of your relationship last a few months only.&lt;br /&gt;and, you're proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;i talked about mine, and they're shocked.&lt;br /&gt;minahs are minahs.&lt;br /&gt;i totally not going to mixed if you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a relieved when mum told me that my family and my aunt family are going off to Melaka that very day.&lt;br /&gt;so, at around twelve, we headed to Mid valley, Mega mall first.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, don't ever eat at the food junction at the top level.&lt;br /&gt;it cost me bomb man.&lt;br /&gt;i ate nasi lemak with sambal sotong and egg.&lt;br /&gt;guess how much it cost me?&lt;br /&gt;RM 9.55 baybehh.&lt;br /&gt;crazy or what?&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, it doesn't taste nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still hungry. i told mum to go to dunkin donuts.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bought donuts and ice coffee.&lt;br /&gt;sat there while the rest went to get other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;the best part was when i ordered the food, they gave me a scratch card.&lt;br /&gt;i won 3 more donuts.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;puas hati oi!&lt;br /&gt;so, i got half dozens of donuts plus another three more.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, walk walk around mega mall.&lt;br /&gt;bought a storybook and a dress.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, at arnd 3plus, off we went to Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there at 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;melaka is getting nicer and nicer.&lt;br /&gt;im loving it.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't get a room at makhota and equatorial hotel because we didn't make any booking.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;then headed off to INB resort, a pathetic resort but okay la.&lt;br /&gt;didn't shop at melaka thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at a Ikan bakar restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to resort to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i shared a room with my lil' brother.&lt;br /&gt;scary thou.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 17 August.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;i was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;quickly brush my teeth, wash my face then off i went to the lobby to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, went to the lobby in my polka dots boxer and t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;me: *taking food from the buffet for second serving*&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mats waitor&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; banyak makan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: suke hati la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks away*&lt;br /&gt;me: *pouring a glass of tea for father*&lt;br /&gt;them: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak minom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abey asal?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks away*&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went back room and bath.&lt;br /&gt;pack my stuffs and off we checked out at ten plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to the town area to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;walk walk for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;at 1plus, headed back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop by at Machap.&lt;br /&gt;it was 3plus by then.&lt;br /&gt;this is the most irratating part of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kak, mee soto satu,  taknak taugeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kakak: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*got two&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mats&lt;/span&gt; beside me*&lt;br /&gt;them:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; name siapa? dari mane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ignore*&lt;br /&gt;them: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jawab la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ignore again*&lt;br /&gt;them: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alahai jual mahal pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mum walking to me*&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak, ni dua menggatal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: *stares at them*&lt;br /&gt;them: *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, off to johor bahru.&lt;br /&gt;immigration jam yet again.&lt;br /&gt;slept throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 6plus, reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i've yet to do my english homework.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;tired oi.&lt;br /&gt;blaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: love, imysm! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2697181625948518585?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2697181625948518585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2697181625948518585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2697181625948518585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2697181625948518585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-journey.html' title='long journey;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-980359558569426044</id><published>2008-08-15T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:55:25.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to KL;</title><content type='html'>Friday; 15 August.&lt;br /&gt;today lessons were super fun!&lt;br /&gt;had a so-called maths test today.&lt;br /&gt;three questions aja.&lt;br /&gt;easy, i should say.&lt;br /&gt;that test will definitely help me if i fail my common test. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;crazy okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;passed my test.&lt;br /&gt;thank god!&lt;br /&gt;but i know i can do better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elective was plain today.&lt;br /&gt;idk why.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;the room seems empty.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're somehow mad at me cause i tell you about me going to KL just today.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, yesterday i called you like hell.&lt;br /&gt;just to inform you about this.&lt;br /&gt;but failed.&lt;br /&gt;after a few calls then your brother picked it up, telling me that you're sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;thought of ringing you up again at midnight, cause that's the time when you usually wake up.&lt;br /&gt;but i slept soon after i hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, before i leave the house,&lt;br /&gt;a few more things to say.&lt;br /&gt;call off the deal okay?&lt;br /&gt;i really can't promise you about getting the stuff that you want.&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, i really don't want you to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buat perangai &lt;/span&gt;on monday.&lt;br /&gt;monday is &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youknowiknow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day. (:&lt;br /&gt;actually you should be happy when im away kan?&lt;br /&gt;cause there will not be any curfew.&lt;br /&gt;i'll not be around to control you.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;kay not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, take care love.&lt;br /&gt;im sure gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll ring you up as soon as i reach home on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;okay love?&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fatin Rasyidah, Happy 15th Birthday babe! (:&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go pack my bag.&lt;br /&gt;its 2pm right now.&lt;br /&gt;and im leaving at 3.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-980359558569426044?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/980359558569426044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=980359558569426044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/980359558569426044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/980359558569426044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/off-to-kl.html' title='off to KL;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4101109188821594663</id><published>2008-08-14T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:57:18.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over bahbeyy.</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 14 August.&lt;br /&gt;went the clock struck 33opm just now, only god knows how glad am i.&lt;br /&gt;common test 2 is officially over.&lt;br /&gt;best or whaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied biology and chemistry yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;or should i say, i focused on chemistry only?&lt;br /&gt;baaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;im so regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if i were to put more effort in studying for biology, im sure that i will not be struggling like i did just now.&lt;br /&gt;but no point regretting it now what.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, maths paper was way easy then science.&lt;br /&gt;first time yar?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;maths paper was doable for me.&lt;br /&gt;really hope that i could pass.&lt;br /&gt;just a pass will do. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i was late for school.&lt;br /&gt;kay what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;woke up then when i looked out at the window, it was not dark already.&lt;br /&gt;called love.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u! i baru bangun! macam mane? &lt;/span&gt;*piang eh* (stupid question, i know) hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mandi la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pukul berape ni? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;655. pegi mandi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *silence*&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mandi la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh ahh okayokay. i jadi late comers je la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; okayokay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning, so bacen seyy!&lt;br /&gt;then asked mum why she didn't wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asal tak kejot? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak dah masok bilik, mak tutop air-con abestu kau masih tido, mak pikir kau tak sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; haiyaaa.&lt;/span&gt; *stomped my feet all the way to the toilet; making alot of noise early in the morning; throw tantrums*&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's as per normal. boring! *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im choosing a new skin for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do mahh.&lt;br /&gt;so, relax abit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i don't want go KL la!&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: Fatin and Sofia, presents will be late! Sorry! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4101109188821594663?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4101109188821594663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4101109188821594663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4101109188821594663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4101109188821594663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-over-bahbeyy.html' title='its over bahbeyy.'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1459552660877289955</id><published>2008-08-13T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:35:55.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awful day;</title><content type='html'>Wednesday; 13 August.&lt;br /&gt;had combined humanities paper today.&lt;br /&gt;totally un-doable.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;social studies paper was okay-okay only.&lt;br /&gt;geography was disastrous. -____-"&lt;br /&gt;have no confidence in passing this paper.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i passed my english test.&lt;br /&gt;atlast, i past english.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough the mark is quite unacceptable, atleast i passed.&lt;br /&gt;who cares?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love wants me to so-called wake him up at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;i studied chemistry while waiting for the clock to struck 8.&lt;br /&gt;called him at about 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;but his voice was so-oh-my-god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;macam taknak bebual gitu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he keep saying he wants to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;letak&lt;/span&gt; telephone cause he wants to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;how great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, you didn't attend school.&lt;br /&gt;without me knowing.&lt;br /&gt;i have to ask your friends.&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing was that?&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know about my own guy.&lt;br /&gt;true, you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;i know about that, but you should have atleast text me telling me that you're not coming to school.&lt;br /&gt;do you know how worried i was?&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, i know you don't.&lt;br /&gt;that thing happened, but i just put an end to it.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to drag this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you're saying that you're tired and you need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but you're just over the limits.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, my phone broke down totally.&lt;br /&gt;and there's no other way i could contact you other than talking on the phone with you.&lt;br /&gt;but you just want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sleep, sleep and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;im tired too.&lt;br /&gt;im the one who should be complaining.&lt;br /&gt;but i still make an effort to call you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;me: " mcm mane nak bobal? takley msg, abey dkt telephone u mcm ginik"&lt;br /&gt;him: "ahhh. esok boleh bebual."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that shows, whether or not we talk or we don't, you just don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;i know, we will be meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but, haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to put it so that you understand what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, you're soundly taking a nap now, during this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;and later on, you'll be awake to study.&lt;br /&gt;you're sick, but by having sleepless night, will it even do you any good?&lt;br /&gt;no, it doesn't!&lt;br /&gt;isn't it better if you do your revision now rather than later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, when you told me that you did take a puff or two.&lt;br /&gt;i was super frustrated with you.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could go there and take the whole box and just burn it.&lt;br /&gt;you're throat is infected.&lt;br /&gt;and by doing this, it will just do more harm to you.&lt;br /&gt;do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;why can't you stop making me worried?&lt;br /&gt;okay la. not just me.&lt;br /&gt;but your parents too.&lt;br /&gt;please. before you do anything, think about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;for sure, your throat gonna take a long time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;you're just stubborn, love.&lt;br /&gt;very stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, you'll be reading this post sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this post makes you mad etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i know it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just saying whats in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;despite all this, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;i buat ni semua supaya u sedar.&lt;br /&gt;jaga kesihatan u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one else can take care of your health except yourself.&lt;br /&gt;don't regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhh. i've yet to start on my biology.&lt;br /&gt;good or what?&lt;br /&gt;im aint got the mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight readers. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1459552660877289955?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1459552660877289955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1459552660877289955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1459552660877289955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1459552660877289955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/awful-day.html' title='awful day;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-3214069639314391913</id><published>2008-08-12T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:53:47.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack;</title><content type='html'>Monday, 11 August.&lt;br /&gt;sofia and fatin came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;but sofia came first.&lt;br /&gt;then we crapped about random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then meet fatin at admiralty.&lt;br /&gt;terserempak dengan seseorang.&lt;br /&gt;then me tegor, sofia yang malu.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;*pssst. read sofia blog to know more about this*&lt;br /&gt;changed my stoopid calculator batteries.&lt;br /&gt;which cost 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;expensive or what?&lt;br /&gt;bought waffles at prima deli first.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bridge to get my soya bean.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;then bought vadai [?]&lt;br /&gt;alot okay.&lt;br /&gt;then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;crapped again.&lt;br /&gt;and for your information,&lt;br /&gt;sofia ate all 8 prawns okay.&lt;br /&gt;everything!&lt;br /&gt;since i can't eat prawns anymore, she took everything.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;gemok!&lt;br /&gt;then cam-whored.&lt;br /&gt;*pictures will be uploaded at fatin's blog soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofia went back at 8.&lt;br /&gt;while fatin went back at 8plus plus.&lt;br /&gt;send fatin off at minimart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home.&lt;br /&gt;had a long conversation with the darlings of mine.&lt;br /&gt;im soo glad that we make things clear.&lt;br /&gt;*jumping up and down*&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, Tuesday; 12 August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;woke up bloody late for school.&lt;br /&gt;my alarm clock did not work for i-don't-know what reason.&lt;br /&gt;stupid!&lt;br /&gt;luckily love text me.&lt;br /&gt;if he doesn't, i think, im gonna be super late.&lt;br /&gt;woke my mum up.&lt;br /&gt;asked her to pack my things while i go and bath.&lt;br /&gt;then, after i bath, when i was wearing my school uniform,&lt;br /&gt;mum helped me wipe my hair, DRY!&lt;br /&gt;thanks mum!&lt;br /&gt;but, despite my mum packing my bag, i didn't bring chemistry and art stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but sofia was there to help me!&lt;br /&gt;thanks yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, reached school later then love.&lt;br /&gt;first time eh? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;beat record sey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons sucks as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had malay paper after school.&lt;br /&gt;doable thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while eurythemics had a so-called test for their performance,&lt;br /&gt;i studied social studies with rica.&lt;br /&gt;so-called studied la.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;we gossiped about that mama girl. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and we did some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is having a very bad throat infection.&lt;br /&gt;and im worried sick.&lt;br /&gt;he can neither eat nor drink properly.&lt;br /&gt;he keep saying that his throat is in pain.&lt;br /&gt;love, relax and just eat the medicine given by the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;hope you recover soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im studying for tomorrow paper which is combined humans.&lt;br /&gt;must pass okay!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-3214069639314391913?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/3214069639314391913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=3214069639314391913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3214069639314391913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/3214069639314391913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/slack.html' title='slack;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-7859945721319311090</id><published>2008-08-10T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:19:36.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNU43LHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Agdi4E7j1RU/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNU43LHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Agdi4E7j1RU/s320/Image134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784972740766834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNsWAQUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hPHQD7DGeHo/s1600-h/Image137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNsWAQUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hPHQD7DGeHo/s320/Image137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784979037012290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNqYxTdI/AAAAAAAAADc/379MDTFHEb4/s1600-h/Image146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNqYxTdI/AAAAAAAAADc/379MDTFHEb4/s320/Image146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784978511744466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V40Sx5lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RluGfuKUKtM/s1600-h/09082008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V40Sx5lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RluGfuKUKtM/s320/09082008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784620393719378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V40KqgQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RqZ8aXj1Bgk/s1600-h/09082008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V40KqgQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RqZ8aXj1Bgk/s320/09082008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784620359680258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V5EMHybI/AAAAAAAAADE/xjmChXf46Dg/s1600-h/09082008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6V5EMHybI/AAAAAAAAADE/xjmChXf46Dg/s320/09082008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232784624660761010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures were taken ytd.&lt;br /&gt;im effing lazy to post a proper one.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-7859945721319311090?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/7859945721319311090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=7859945721319311090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7859945721319311090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7859945721319311090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-were-taken-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETEssLdDHYU/SJ6WNU43LHI/AAAAAAAAADM/Agdi4E7j1RU/s72-c/Image134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4840677072336371579</id><published>2008-08-09T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:27:15.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to him:&lt;br /&gt;i'm super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;called you alot alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;but still no answer.&lt;br /&gt;imagine from 730-9pm, i called you.&lt;br /&gt;you told me to call you if i could.&lt;br /&gt;so there i was re-dialing your number over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's tired after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;but i did make an effort to talk to you eventhough im tired too.&lt;br /&gt;it's not as if you can't continue sleeping after that, right?&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;really got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood is totally gone!&lt;br /&gt;will be going to watch fireworks with family later on.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, this holidays will be boring and stressful.&lt;br /&gt; goodbye, readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4840677072336371579?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4840677072336371579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4840677072336371579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4840677072336371579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4840677072336371579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-him-im-super-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4163981003941188050</id><published>2008-08-08T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:36:49.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day celebration;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to school wearing a red t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;had to send lil' brother to school.&lt;br /&gt;so, went out from home at 650.&lt;br /&gt;met sofia at the void deck then met sonia at bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;then lil' brother went off.&lt;br /&gt;then we met fatin at the colourful playground, (you know, i know, we know!)&lt;br /&gt;thanks fatin for the soya bean!  (:&lt;br /&gt;then at around 705, we slowly walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast shouting with fellow darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recollections and singing of my people, my home.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, quite boring thou.&lt;br /&gt;but with fellow darlings with me, it was never boring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, the concert.&lt;br /&gt;the super fun part!&lt;br /&gt;jasma: nanti kita orang diri bila yazid and ibrahim perform.&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah! okay! *getting ready*&lt;br /&gt;first performance was the sec2s.&lt;br /&gt;we: *clapping and shouting out loud*&lt;br /&gt;jasma: okay cukop cukop, save for yazid and ibrahim performances.&lt;br /&gt;we: hahaha, okayokay! (:&lt;br /&gt;when yazid and ibrahim sang, we shouted like hell.&lt;br /&gt;shouted like there was nobody else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;then we stood up and continued cheering.&lt;br /&gt;jasma shouted like a siren.&lt;br /&gt;iffah shouted as if she's mad or smtg.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;funny la they all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next fun part was the community singing.&lt;br /&gt;me together with some of the girls, we totally having fun!!&lt;br /&gt;we sang and grooving to the beat too.&lt;br /&gt;awesome man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, had student-staff bonding games.&lt;br /&gt;me and the girls just keep shouting and shouting.&lt;br /&gt;crazy mahh.&lt;br /&gt;about 6 guys from eurythemics played captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the second floor and cheered like hell.&lt;br /&gt;but, hey, i didn't lost my voice!&lt;br /&gt;best or what?&lt;br /&gt;my voice is strong, unlike some people.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembled back in the hall for attendance marking.&lt;br /&gt;and, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;the staff won the award.&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to love house together with yazid, ibrahim and muhaimin.&lt;br /&gt;karaoke la baybeh.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;let me repeat this again,&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i duet with love!&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;my voice sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;but he keep pestering me to sing.&lt;br /&gt;at last, i agreed. (:&lt;br /&gt;just want to make him happy.&lt;br /&gt;then around 4, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p/s: Yazid and Ibrahim, you guys rocks! You guys were great!&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: congratulations to the winner, Rossa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4163981003941188050?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4163981003941188050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4163981003941188050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4163981003941188050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4163981003941188050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-celebration.html' title='national day celebration;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-2417368957731426703</id><published>2008-08-07T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:10:36.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thief?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;didn't get to use the computer yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so, that explains why i didn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i usually do some catching up on people blog.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, shabrina relax.&lt;br /&gt;whoever stole your family shoes are morons.&lt;br /&gt;how can you earn money from stealing shoes?&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, can i repeat myself, shoes baybehh shoes?!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its hilarious la but still stealing shoes is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;excuse me!&lt;br /&gt;who in the world want to buy second hand shoes from thief like you?&lt;br /&gt;tidak membawa hasil.&lt;br /&gt;shabrina's really lucky to have worn her havaiianas to the soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;nasib kau baik la sey!&lt;br /&gt;if my family were in their situations, we totally not going to let that bastard off easily.&lt;br /&gt;police report maybe? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;relax okay friend!&lt;br /&gt;shoes is way better than losing your PE shorts.&lt;br /&gt;that was what happened to me last week.&lt;br /&gt;stealing PE shorts is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;pervert!&lt;br /&gt;i searched for my PE shorts high and low, but failed.&lt;br /&gt;whoever who took it, you're such a big pervert, i should say.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;thief thief, you guys got nothing better to do ehy?&lt;br /&gt;steal here steal there.&lt;br /&gt;wahh piang eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im glad that i passed my maths test. 19/25.&lt;br /&gt;from 3/25 to 19/25.&lt;br /&gt;im soo happy.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i could pass my common test too.&lt;br /&gt;english paper was moderate.&lt;br /&gt;the summary was super long.&lt;br /&gt;i cut down from 189 to 158?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;i guess i missed alot of point.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;despite that, i really hope i could pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;i really tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;im really not going to drop to normal academic.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the day where all the school's in singapore is celebrating singapore's 43rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, you're old already!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;will be wearing red t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;it's a must.&lt;br /&gt;wah piang eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched don't forget the lyrics just now.&lt;br /&gt;that lady is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough she doesn't have the voice, she really knows her lyrics well.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;" joy to the world, all the boys and girls, joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, joy to you and me~~~~"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im done.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-2417368957731426703?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/2417368957731426703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=2417368957731426703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2417368957731426703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/2417368957731426703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/thief.html' title='thief?'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-5155560893610855771</id><published>2008-08-05T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:17:20.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tuesday, 05 August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had maths today.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. chong is on course.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate Mrs goh.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;first she told us to go to classroom 11 and wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;then she told us to go to 3E4.&lt;br /&gt;that class was alrdy full.&lt;br /&gt;we have our own class right?&lt;br /&gt;why can't we just go and settle down there?&lt;br /&gt;nonsense la.&lt;br /&gt;waste one period moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;i understand what she's trying to teach.&lt;br /&gt;errm, uh-uh, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;but i know.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;idk la!&lt;br /&gt;chemistry is getting more difficult than biology.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, biology is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography.&lt;br /&gt;i really hoped i could pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;i did tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english.&lt;br /&gt;14/30 for the sudden summary test.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;im so scared that i am not able to be promoted to 4Express next year.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, english is everything man!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to the class for the good effort.&lt;br /&gt;im totally proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;even though i didn't take the test.&lt;br /&gt;only three failures man, good or what?&lt;br /&gt;keep it up you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's just sharing her experience when she saw a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;B O R I N G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elective.&lt;br /&gt;continued painting.&lt;br /&gt;did to complete half during the three periods.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, did i just say 3 periods?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;i took 3 periods to finish up half of it.&lt;br /&gt;wah piang eh.&lt;br /&gt;-__________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SST/remedial.&lt;br /&gt;did maths and chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;i ter-doze off for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, im sleepy baybehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p/s:  tido dengan pencil jadi cikgu pikir im doing it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked under the hot sun back home.&lt;br /&gt;the whether is getting hotter and hotter each day.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could just take off my clothes and walk about.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;crazy la.&lt;br /&gt;that's impossible zat!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose there's no test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so, can relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;when am i going to pay back my fast?&lt;br /&gt;erm,&lt;br /&gt;this sunday maybe?&lt;br /&gt;must pay back zaat.&lt;br /&gt;must pay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to get love a red t-shirt tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;since shabrina is getting one for hafez, buying two is much cheaper right?&lt;br /&gt;as usual, love think its unnecessary but its okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP photos have been developed.&lt;br /&gt;so, will be doing the photo journal sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;i need help people!&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;let's just have an apple for today!&lt;br /&gt; goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-5155560893610855771?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/5155560893610855771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=5155560893610855771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5155560893610855771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/5155560893610855771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuesday-05-august.html' title=''/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4357458145504323561</id><published>2008-08-04T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:03:07.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoyable;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monday; 4th August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning got caught by mr mok.&lt;br /&gt;mr mok: girl, go and change your water.&lt;br /&gt;me: alah. okay la okay. later i change.&lt;br /&gt;mr mok: you better do so!&lt;br /&gt;me: *show stupid faces* -___-"&lt;br /&gt;whatever eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm neethu did not attend school today.&lt;br /&gt;so biology classes were relief.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to complete the checklist.&lt;br /&gt;i thought were supposed to complete our workbook.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i left my textbook at home.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;stupid or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies.&lt;br /&gt;her lessons is getting more boring.&lt;br /&gt;some parts were okay la.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, sat beside sonia.&lt;br /&gt;crap like hell with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights.&lt;br /&gt;idk whats their motive of having this period.&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english.&lt;br /&gt;had to re-act a scene from a movie.&lt;br /&gt;as for my group, we did the Fat Albert.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;azhar was hilarious, you guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;we gossiped about people.&lt;br /&gt;even Ms. zalifah joined in.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;got caught by mr mok again when i went to the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;mr mok: girl, clip your permission pass on your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;me: no difference. still can see mah.&lt;br /&gt;(f.y.i: i put the pass on my button part there, you know what i mean.)&lt;br /&gt;mr mok: just put it there.&lt;br /&gt;me: *walk off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. i had enough of you la.&lt;br /&gt;girl here, girl there.&lt;br /&gt;wah piang eh.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurythemics versus sporting vintage(lower sec)&lt;br /&gt;11-0.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;especially to that number fourteen. (:&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry i didn't watched the whole match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home during second half.&lt;br /&gt;i went back without my socks on for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;love borrowed it.&lt;br /&gt;he forgot to bring his.&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice sikit, apa salah nya.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;one toe, blister.&lt;br /&gt;and my darling cousin go and step on it.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh piang eh.&lt;br /&gt;sakit or what?&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im starving.&lt;br /&gt;bibik cooked fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to those who are inconsiderate, they finished it all.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;there's asam pedas tuu.&lt;br /&gt;but, its not my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i have to make do with eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be studying for geography test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oh and, how stupid can i get.&lt;br /&gt;i brought back my sketchbook, wanted to re-do everything.&lt;br /&gt;but i just remembered that, i got no poster colour and brushes.&lt;br /&gt;stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;so, no point bringing back the sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4357458145504323561?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4357458145504323561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4357458145504323561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4357458145504323561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4357458145504323561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/enjoyable.html' title='enjoyable;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-7541554425774990734</id><published>2008-08-02T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:21:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday;</title><content type='html'>Saturday; 2nd august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at eight plus.&lt;br /&gt;slept back till ten plus.&lt;br /&gt;then wash up.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, brush teethe only.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast. then watched kids central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis got back her laptop from her boyfie.&lt;br /&gt;so, since  she went out with cousin, i get to use it la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from two till now im stuck infront of the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;chat with dearest shabrina and khairiyah.&lt;br /&gt;edited my skin, as you can see la.&lt;br /&gt;edited love skin too. (:&lt;br /&gt;im effing boring.&lt;br /&gt;and hungry too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls ask me to tag along to 'pasar malam' later,&lt;br /&gt;but i have no cash with me.&lt;br /&gt;see first how okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz and alicia keys is in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;and my sis is going to singfest tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa.. jealous aku!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i guess, i have to just listen to jason mraz songs over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;imagining him singing it live.&lt;br /&gt;waaaah. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember having any,&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but its impossible not to have any, right E5s?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;let's just try my best to rmbr the homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;errrm.&lt;br /&gt;english? there's none!&lt;br /&gt;maths? there's none!&lt;br /&gt;malay? there's none!&lt;br /&gt;social studies? totally none!&lt;br /&gt;biology? nope, don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;chemistry? uh-uh. nope!&lt;br /&gt;grography? YES! tons of them.&lt;br /&gt;shit. haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;need to study for the upcoming test on coniferous and climograph.&lt;br /&gt;must pass! -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i've yet to take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;nyahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;will do soon alright.&lt;br /&gt;if love' gonna read this, he's gonna kill me yaw!&lt;br /&gt;better go and shower now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: save up! save up! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-7541554425774990734?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/7541554425774990734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=7541554425774990734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7541554425774990734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/7541554425774990734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday.html' title='saturday;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1210266546515789119</id><published>2008-08-01T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:17:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a success;</title><content type='html'>Friday; 1 August.&lt;br /&gt;july has ended, it's august now.&lt;br /&gt;fatin and sofia birthdays are coming sooon.&lt;br /&gt;better save up yaw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is fun!&lt;br /&gt;had morning run.&lt;br /&gt;i and natasha couldn't even finish up one round.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;oh my god! my backbone hurts and natasha is tired.&lt;br /&gt;so, we didn't manage to complete one round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths test.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can pass. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue next.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, never boring! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.&lt;br /&gt;mdm irda didn't attend class today.&lt;br /&gt;its a one man show for mrs francis today.&lt;br /&gt;continued painting.&lt;br /&gt;i want to re-do it baybehh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;after school, went home to change.&lt;br /&gt;then meet sofia and fatin at sofia's house.&lt;br /&gt;then off we went to admiralty place.&lt;br /&gt;bought the stuffs, then off we went to fatin's house.&lt;br /&gt;we baked!&lt;br /&gt;yes, WE baked!&lt;br /&gt;i did the cookies with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;while fatin and sofia did the brownies.&lt;br /&gt;i scolded them for doing it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;sorry girls.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mean it, i was just really scared.&lt;br /&gt;this is my first time doing it for someone.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to turn out as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough, one tray was burnt, the rest was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;i thanked you girls for teaching me a tip or two.&lt;br /&gt;and girls, Yazid said your brownies is nice!&lt;br /&gt;but not chewy enough. - that's yazid comments.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a relief when love said the cookies is nice!&lt;br /&gt;my effort paid off! (:&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, he even gave his parents to taste.&lt;br /&gt;wahh, paisey ke pe?&lt;br /&gt;and guess what his parents said?&lt;br /&gt;they said its nice!&lt;br /&gt;and her mother add on, "kalau gini, boleh order utk raye."&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;his parents are just super friendly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, i think we should be proud of ourselves. even thou, there's some parts where we argued regarding the butter and stuffs, it is a success! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: enjoy the cookies! its a gift of apology. this week is disastrous. im sorry. (:&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: all the best for those who are participating in tomorrow's suntec dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1210266546515789119?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1210266546515789119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1210266546515789119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1210266546515789119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1210266546515789119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-success.html' title='it&apos;s a success;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1808421452669843884</id><published>2008-07-31T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:36:04.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day?</title><content type='html'>Thursday; 31 July.&lt;br /&gt;had assembly in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;booooooring! *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;during reading period, the other students were concentrating on their reading, but i and sonia didn't.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;like; where do you want to go for your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;what's your wedding theme will be like?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;simple yet romantic, baybehh!&lt;br /&gt;hi-five! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue next.&lt;br /&gt;since the topic of today lesson are about cultural stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;let me share something,&lt;br /&gt;i think only khairiyah knows this.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;im really terrified of kuda kepang and lion dance.&lt;br /&gt;there was one time, when i was small, there was  a wedding going at the void deck of my house in bedok.&lt;br /&gt;then there were kuda kepang performance.&lt;br /&gt;the music was too loud.&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;cried my hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;i know its just the music, but its scary man.&lt;br /&gt;the lion dance part was when they came over to my block to 'dance'.&lt;br /&gt;the music is supeeeer loud.&lt;br /&gt;and the lion is scary.&lt;br /&gt;even thou is fake, it still scares me till now.&lt;br /&gt;there was once when i went to causeway point early of this year.&lt;br /&gt;then there was a lion dance performances going on outside jean yip.&lt;br /&gt;i and khairiyah was making our way up to that storey, but after seeing that thing, i run away.&lt;br /&gt;i pulled her and we went far far away from that thing.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get out from there but i tried to be a distance away from that lion.&lt;br /&gt;scary okay!&lt;br /&gt;and khairiyah kept laughing away. kurang asam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each of us has their own fears, right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, maths and geography lesson were as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after SST/remedial, went to eat with fatin and sofia.&lt;br /&gt;we crapped like hell.&lt;br /&gt;until love parents came, and i was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;his parents and his brother was there too.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, love wasn't with them. ):&lt;br /&gt;then salam his parents, and they recognize me okay!&lt;br /&gt;YAY-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i want to finish up on my homeworks and study for my maths test tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:  bake cake everyday, ke pe? hahahahahahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1808421452669843884?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1808421452669843884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1808421452669843884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1808421452669843884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1808421452669843884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-day.html' title='fun day?'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-4180668238405660062</id><published>2008-07-28T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:38:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday, 28th July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite late for school today.&lt;br /&gt;rush rush rush and off i went to school.&lt;br /&gt;bad hair day man!&lt;br /&gt;went to school with my hair, oh my god, messy siol!&lt;br /&gt;keep tying my hair again and again.&lt;br /&gt;sampai fatin and sofia dah binget,&lt;br /&gt;"dah okay la, dah lawa"&lt;br /&gt;but still, it's not okay for me tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, biology.&lt;br /&gt;did some sort of a group work but ended up doing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;i understand this topic oi!&lt;br /&gt;Nervous System.&lt;br /&gt;it's about neurones and other stuffs like spinal cord and brain.&lt;br /&gt;kay, aku macam paham ke ape?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies next.&lt;br /&gt;should i say, it's crapping time!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;sat with Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;then crap crap crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights.&lt;br /&gt;did a stoopid survey about bullying.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, who doesn't get bullied in this world?&lt;br /&gt;some just do it for fun and no hard feelings right.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first half of the day sucks.&lt;br /&gt;he ignored me as if i did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i called his name but the response was harsh, yeah, very harsh.&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;maybe he will talk to me soon.&lt;br /&gt;aku betol betol berharap dia bobal dengan aku tapi takda ape ape pon.&lt;br /&gt;sedih la jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, english next.&lt;br /&gt;boring lesson ever.&lt;br /&gt;but tried to stay up because i need to pass my english yo!&lt;br /&gt;need to listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;no one came in.&lt;br /&gt;so free period ah abey?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was laughing away with the rest, i glance at him alot alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that he doesn't look at me back.&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to atleast talk to him and ask him why.&lt;br /&gt;and glad that i made that move baybehh.&lt;br /&gt;everything's fine now!&lt;br /&gt;im soo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, sofia and fatin followed me home.&lt;br /&gt;we ate lunch. then rush back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;eventhough something bad happen when we got up the bus, love knows me best.&lt;br /&gt;he cheered me up! i couldn't help but smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;mok keep disturbing fatin and sofia in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;and now the girls know how cuuute halim is.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahhh.&lt;br /&gt;me: kalau perempuan panggil lelaki bby, it is hubby. kalau lelaki panggil perempuan bby, it is baby,&lt;br /&gt;       tapi kalau lelaki panggil lelaki bby, ape sak?&lt;br /&gt;mok: CHUBBY!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;aku tak boleh angkat siakk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, till here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-4180668238405660062?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/4180668238405660062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=4180668238405660062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4180668238405660062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/4180668238405660062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/07/smile.html' title='smile;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-1914563466954133730</id><published>2008-07-27T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:30:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets recap;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thursday, 24th July.&lt;br /&gt;school hours were boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;after SST, went to mcdonald's with Sofia and Fatin.&lt;br /&gt;we gossips about people.&lt;br /&gt;love if you're reading this, let me tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;we gossiped about you too alright.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;girls, see, now you know how's berd like.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed there till six then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 25th July.&lt;br /&gt;had CCA in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;we just slack slack around with the sec fours.&lt;br /&gt;then something happened.&lt;br /&gt;privacy uh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 26th July&lt;br /&gt;tiring day ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 27th July&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18 monthsarry love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-1914563466954133730?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/1914563466954133730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=1914563466954133730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1914563466954133730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/1914563466954133730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-recap.html' title='lets recap;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665295994331625668.post-591251558266693590</id><published>2008-07-24T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:22:52.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday; 23rd July&lt;br /&gt;went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;after stuck at home yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;if i say that i've fully recovered then bedek la tuu.&lt;br /&gt;still having slight flu and cough.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, suppose to have a chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;but idk for what reasons, it was cancel.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;for both biology and chemistry lesson, we were asked to go to the library.&lt;br /&gt;for four periods we were there.&lt;br /&gt;slack gila punya kita orang. haha.&lt;br /&gt;for biology, i discussed with syiqin some chemistry question.&lt;br /&gt;crap with her like hell.&lt;br /&gt;we sang songs. kay kita gila! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;sat with fatin and sofia.&lt;br /&gt;crap about random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and sofia bite panadol la seyy.&lt;br /&gt;yucks or whaat?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i and fatin was totally disgusted by it.&lt;br /&gt;who in the world bite their panadol seh?&lt;br /&gt;you are crazy my dear.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was english.&lt;br /&gt;had class test.&lt;br /&gt;proposal ke apa?&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i was just writing shit all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i think i go out of point.&lt;br /&gt;cool or whaat?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was maths.&lt;br /&gt;mr chong is so cuuuuute.&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason why maths lesson is fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had SST afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;did maths.&lt;br /&gt;then crap with tasha for the last half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, slack with khairiyah, sofia and fatin.&lt;br /&gt;crap like hell.&lt;br /&gt;gila gila gila nya.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i expose khairiyah secret.&lt;br /&gt;haha. ehem ehem! (:&lt;br /&gt;then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 24th July.&lt;br /&gt;which is today.&lt;br /&gt;put on a smile on my face eventhough deep inside im not feeling okay.&lt;br /&gt;sonia and fatin were the ones who realize the swollen eyes.&lt;br /&gt;they noticed me. thanks darlings.&lt;br /&gt;that was due to the hours of flowing tears.&lt;br /&gt;and only 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, love!&lt;br /&gt;reached to school just in time.&lt;br /&gt;fyuuuuh~~~~&lt;br /&gt;sonia darling make me smile early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;i guess, she knows me the best for now.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, Tan Hui Min Sonia! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing his face, i felt unsure.&lt;br /&gt;unsure of everything.&lt;br /&gt;am i still yours?&lt;br /&gt;am i still the one in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;or i'm just a piece of ****?&lt;br /&gt;whatever he said to me was true.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, there's no point crying over a spill milk.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, will remember each and every word you said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;i ate quite a heavy meal.&lt;br /&gt;whenever im down, food is the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time. i ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i spend a few buck on junks.&lt;br /&gt;just to satisfy my needs.&lt;br /&gt;but still nothing is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did talk to him in class.&lt;br /&gt;did laughed with him.&lt;br /&gt;but it was only for one moment.&lt;br /&gt;the other moment, i knew, we weren't talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;till now.&lt;br /&gt;not talking to me means?&lt;br /&gt;tell me, where did i go wrong again? please, i beg you.&lt;br /&gt;we promised not to quarrel often.&lt;br /&gt;we did achieved it last week,&lt;br /&gt;the whole week were perfect.&lt;br /&gt;but this week, it turns out badly.&lt;br /&gt;why is it always easy for you to not talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;it can even drag till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;why is it always me who have to suffer in silence?&lt;br /&gt;i know, whatever you did, there's a reason.&lt;br /&gt;but to the extend of ignoring me?&lt;br /&gt;it sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;tell me, what should i do now?&lt;br /&gt;separating is totally not the solution right?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything turns out normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, people in a relationship understands my situation best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite of this thing happening,&lt;br /&gt;i did put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;i promised you that i will.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never break my promise to you.&lt;br /&gt;Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday is our 18 monthsarry.&lt;br /&gt;i am soo looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665295994331625668-591251558266693590?l=she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/feeds/591251558266693590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665295994331625668&amp;postID=591251558266693590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/591251558266693590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665295994331625668/posts/default/591251558266693590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-pukeseverythingout.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun.html' title='fun;'/><author><name>izzati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684956805428225574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
