<?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-7752323</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:39:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE UnToLd StORy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-116532070075736736</id><published>2006-12-05T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:11:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shaz..naj..ana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;To the Le' Hoochies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/492/320/DSC01221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Will you be my good friends till the end of time?&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/7752323-116532070075736736?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116532070075736736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116532070075736736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116532070075736736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116532070075736736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/12/shaznajana.html' title='shaz..naj..ana'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116523499782559875</id><published>2006-12-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:23:18.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS DAY &amp; AGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/296961/Artist-67866-1655509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/320/939130/Artist-67866-1655509.jpg" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/69214/Artist-67866-1655507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/320/471505/Artist-67866-1655507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/649586/Artist-67866-1638715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/320/457221/Artist-67866-1638715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;THIS DAY &amp; AGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;-SLIDESHOW-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/251928/Artist-67866-1638723.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were wrong about yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;you never think before you speak and last year,&lt;br /&gt;thinking you could be made for me.&lt;br /&gt;she said, "some races can't be won"&lt;br /&gt;and so we fade with the setting of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;and airplanes always leave the ground&lt;br /&gt;with confidence in safely coming down, unlike us,&lt;br /&gt;we crashed and can't be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the movies,&lt;br /&gt;on the bigscreen&lt;br /&gt;i'd make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if this were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homecoming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we'd dance all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't let that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smile fade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wouldn't want to see you hurt like i am&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or keep the promises we made.&lt;br /&gt;i know that this will come and go,&lt;br /&gt;but she runs further,&lt;br /&gt;further than she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;could i have shown more teeth when i smiled?&lt;br /&gt;stood up straight when you called my name?&lt;br /&gt;kissed you with my eyes closed?&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost, i'll find my way. ...&lt;br /&gt;this isn't highschool or homecoming,&lt;br /&gt;let's say goodnight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7752323.post-116523334052353924</id><published>2006-12-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:55:40.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundaes &amp; the girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/396097/DSC01236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/320/712297/DSC01236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Favourite Sinful Indulgence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot Fudge Sundae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/1600/490338/DSC01199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8119/492/320/710911/DSC01199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Le' Hoochies [ismah..shaz..naj..ana]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116523334052353924?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116523334052353924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116523334052353924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116523334052353924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116523334052353924'/><link rel='alternate' 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when i go to school my sis havent came back &amp; when i reached home my sis have left for work.. reali do seh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway yesterday went to esplanade with my dearest bestfren.. there's a lot of things i have disappointed her.. it's suppose to be our day out together but the msessages that i have received made her irritated &amp; made her feel dat she is not important to me.. dont ever think dat way.. then my mom kept calling.. anyway yesterday's performance is from comicscript.. it's a ska band &amp;amp; then there's a lot of people moshing.. i think most of the audience sitting at the front are pissed off cos they cant watch a single thing while the kids are moshing.. haha.. it was funny.. anyway the girl can really sing man.. eventhough she looks like minareps but she can sing eh.. impressed seh.. i still wish i can sing like her.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;anyway exam reali comin man like whoa! so fast ah! and i havent start muggin eh.. tmr must start already..must reali2 start la! my hair can drop more as days goes by till exam ends seh..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gtg... lovin u all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116515502714742440?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116515502714742440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116515502714742440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116515502714742440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;2) Where were you when 9/11 happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at hm i think cos i remembered watching on the breaking news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;swearing in my heart &amp; sighing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;4) Do you count yourself kind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hmmm..yeay... of course ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?hips?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shoulder? but nah.. against the religion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tamil? since i know bits of mandarin... must be multi-language u know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;7) Do you know your neighbors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yah..juz "hi" &amp; "bye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;8) What do you consider a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no household chores, lots of shopping [like night markets in KL], having fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nope..juz read when it's there &amp; that's it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;10) Would you move for the person you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;don't think so..only when i got married la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;11) Are you touchy feely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hmmm.. dunno eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;12) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;of course yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;13) Dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;teacher but i realised i'm not good at teaching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;14) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;none basically..only when i feel like turning  it on la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;15) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;esplanade, bugis starbucks &amp; tong seng or raffles hospitals banquet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;16) Showers or Baths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;17) Do you paint your nails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no.. want to try someday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;18) Do you trust people easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yup but see whether dat people backstab me or not la.. once beaten twice shy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;19) What are your phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the dark &amp; a lot people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;20) Do you want kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yes pls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha.. only primary school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;22) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;on my bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;indoor would be my big bolster..outdoor would be my cute bezfren, aishah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;24) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;somewhere in between?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;25) Are you paranoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;26) Are you impatient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yup..depends on wat situation ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;27) Who can you relate to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my bezfren, aishah &amp; my Le' Hoochies girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;28) How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;why not? as long as they are happy..furthermore none of my business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;29) Have you been burned by love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;burned to wat extend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;30) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"ape ajer" or"macam paham"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;31) What's your main ring tone on your mobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"beep"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;32) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;drooling on my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;msging my bezfren dat i have a headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my sis..she's always night duty so sleep on her bed to get rid of missing her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;35) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my sec 2 class t-shirt baby blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;36) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;step-up..watched twice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;37) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my cigarrette box which is my wallet [containing IC, EZ link, ATM card &amp; cash], my handphone &amp;amp; my discman [my mp3 spoilt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;38) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;brown..my fav colour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;39) How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;$10.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thigh.. i love the shiny skin &amp; flesh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;41) What's your favorite town/city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in singapore..none..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;42) I can't wait till...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i have a stable job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;43) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chicken fried rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;44) How tall are you barefoot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;152cm only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;45)Do you own a gun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i love to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;46) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cold H2o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;47) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dunno..still in singapore i think and if God-willing i'm married by then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;48) Last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;roast almond cadbury chocolate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;49) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i dont sing while showering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;50) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;today and jokingly cry like "WAAAAAAA" with her mouth open wide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;51) Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sec 2 twisted my ankle.. took 3 months to completely heal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;52) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i think so..dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;53) What's your favorite candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fancy gummy bears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;54) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;prayers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;55) Five random people to do this! and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;aishah - i want to but she's bz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ana - did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shaz - did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;naj - but she dont have blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;anybody reading dis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116489717483862131?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116489717483862131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116489717483862131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116489717483862131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116489717483862131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/52-questions-answers.html' title='52 questions &amp; answers'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116468205898538364</id><published>2006-11-28T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:47:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaning of every kiss</title><content type='html'>Kiss &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; hand &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; cheek &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I just want to be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; on the&lt;/span&gt; neck &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; lips &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; ears &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am just playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt; else &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;lets not get carried away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Playing with your hair&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hand on your waist I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;love you to much to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116468205898538364?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116468205898538364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116468205898538364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116468205898538364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116468205898538364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/meaning-of-every-kiss.html' title='meaning of every kiss'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116467841372194934</id><published>2006-11-28T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:46:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;what i am thinking right now.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;missing someone..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to go dis wkend..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;where i am going to work during the one month holiday........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wishing dat i can talk with my best friend right now............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;what to eat for lunch later...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what to shop when i have not enough money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can meet my secondary school friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wishing dat i can go out with the Le' Hoochies.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wishing dat i can be in my bed, snoring away like nobody's business.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;talk crap with my girls.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;why things are the way they are now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's gonna happen in the future.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going to go to the ladies later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have my new mp3 cos mine have spoilt yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;can eat chocolate right not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the hell out of dis room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dats all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116467841372194934?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116467841372194934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116467841372194934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116467841372194934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116467841372194934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/thinking.html' title='thinking........'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116467735606419459</id><published>2006-11-28T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:29:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>during TPS lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;very bad of me when my classmates are presenting &amp; here i am surfing the net, checking my unread mails and blogging.. but i cant help it la.. i am sleepy &amp;amp; the more i cant pay attention.. hehe.. to whoever presenting today &amp; happens to read this i apologise ok? no hard feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;next wk is the study week and cant believe that exam is less than 2 wks time.. after one month holiday.. one month! i love it but i dont want to work at delifrance all day la.. want to find a lil bit more whereby the pay is once in two wks you know.. at least can buy something for myself rather than paying bills all the time.. haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think i gonna work hard and play hard before the attachment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my mind is blok o duno wat to type so i think i gonna stop here ya.. love ya people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116467735606419459?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116467735606419459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116467735606419459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116467735606419459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116467735606419459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/during-tps-lesson.html' title='during TPS lesson'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116464389337342671</id><published>2006-11-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:18:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just when you think you are down, someone......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) is very proud of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) is thinking of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3)cares about you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4)misses you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5)wants to talk to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6)wants to talk to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7)hopes you aren't in trouble&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8)is thankful for the support you have provided &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9)wants to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10)hopes everything turns out all right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11)wants you to be happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12)wants you to find them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13)is celebrating your successes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14)wants to give you a gift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;15)think you ARE a gift&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16)hopes you are not too cold, or too hot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;17)wants to hug you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18)loves you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;19)wants to lavish you with small gifts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20)admires your strength &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;21)is thinking of you and smiling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22)wants to be your shoulder to cry on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;23)wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24)thinks the world of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;25)wants to protect you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26)would do anything for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;27)wants to be forgiven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28)is grateful for your forgiveness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;29)wants to laugh with you about old times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30)remembers you and wishes you were there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;31)needs to know that your love is unconditional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;32)values your advice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;33)wants to tell you how much they care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;34)wants to stay up watching old movies with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;35)wants to share their dreams with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;36)wants to hold you in their arms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;37)wants YOU to hold them in your arms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;38)treasures your spirit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;39)wishes they could STOP time because of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;40)can't wait to see you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;41)wishes that things didn't have to change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;42)loves you for who you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;43)loves the way you make them feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;44)wants to be with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;45)hears a song that reminds them of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;46)wants you to know they are there for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;47)is glad that you're their friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;48)wants to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;49)stayed up all night thinking about you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;50)is alive because of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;51)is wishing that you would notice them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;52)wants to get to know you better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;53)believes that you are their soul mate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;54)wants to be near you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;55)misses your guidance and advice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;56)values your guidance and advice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;57)has faith in you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;58)trusts you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;59)needs you to send them this letter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;60)needs your support &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;61)needs you to have faith in them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;62)needs you to let them be your friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;63)will cry when they read this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116464389337342671?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-116437983956031904</id><published>2006-11-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:50:39.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;My bleeding coronary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;The mind in confusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Days past brown eyes teary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Full of anger &amp; frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Words that we preached,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Cannot be fulfilled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Times that we have reach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;For the ties to unhitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Blocked with cement wall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Inside an empty hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eventhough you're near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seems you're far back rear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please encode in memory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You won't be deleted, truely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;**something i compose on my own....&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/7752323-116437983956031904?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-116437936381644131</id><published>2006-11-24T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:42:43.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW BAD IS YOUR TEMPER ACCORDING TO YOUR HOROSCOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARIES MARCH 21 – APRIL 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nothing seems to ruffle you more than a lack of discipline, disloyalty and decorum.  But Arians are also known to go into a rage very easily when challenged.  Those of you who have been on the receiving end of the Aries temper know that if not calmed down they can even get violent.  But one thing is certain if the opponent remains calm and does not react to their outburst, Arians cool down very fast.  They are also the first to apologise, which makes them easier to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAURUS APRIL 21 – MAY 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You are generally quiet and have control over your emotions.  It is difficult to predict what will upset you, so when you do lose your cool, people don’t know how to react.  Your temper is like that of a raging bull, and anyone trying to pacify you will be the first one to get a verbal bashing.  You generally get upset when you are concerned or when people accuse you of doing something wrong.  You also hate being reminded about mistakes you’ve made in the past.  You also have the potential to be terribly vindictive if rubbed the wrong way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEMINI MAY 21 – June 29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You are recognised by your cheerful disposition and your jovial nature is easily susceptible to anger.  In fact, you are the best person to have around when there is an ugly scene at a party you can bring the warring factions together quite diplomatically.  But when you lose cool, you yell and scream and will not listen to reason.  You must have the last word in a wordy duel.  Your capacity to argue aggressively is matched only by your seductive charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANCER JUNE 21 – JULY 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Considering how charming, caring and kind you are, you dislike unpleasant scenes, much less creating one yourself.  You have great tolerance and rarely get provoked into losing your temper.  If someone is unreasonable or trying to create trouble, you are more likely to walk away quietly.  But that does not mean you do not have a temper.  When angry, in your effort to control your emotions, you tremble, your hands get sweaty and sometimes you fumble for words.  Tears roll down your eyes easily and the opponent is touched by your innocence and will seek an apology immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEO JULY 22 – AUGUST 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If anyone has total control over their emotions, it is you.  But then, you can be described as stiff, cold and uncaring.  You are known to lack spontaneity but you really don’t care about opinions.  You don’t like to create scenes and will never accept invitations to a party where you suspect the presence of an unruly lot.  But your very presence seems challenging to some and they take vicarious pleasure in your disquiet.  When angry you can use critical language.  A dressingdown can humiliate your opponent, causing a strain between both of you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGO AUGUST 22 – SEPTEMBER 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Most of you are gentle and have full control over your emotions but those of you given to temper tantrums can certainly get violent.  When see things with rage, you yell and shout and tend to break things lying close at hand.  You can even harm yourself by banging your hands on a glass top table or wall.  You should never get into any argument, for you are a sore loser.  You feel that others are trying to persecute you and don’t quite respect your opinions.  When hurt, you can also hold grudges forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIBRA SEPTEMBER 22 – OCTOBER 22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Did someone say that you are the charmers of the zodiac?  Well, it’s true.  Few have ever seen you ruffled or angry.  You are very conscious of your image, and you believe that anger distorts your face and personality.  You also think you are above things like anger.  But wait before you get into self-congratulatory mood.  Your family or those very close to you know you better.  You have an unmatched temper amongst all the zodiac signs, and what makes it worse is your capacity to justify it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCORPIO OCTOBER 23 – NOVEMBER 21 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Of course you don’t lose your cool.  But your very demeanour (manner) projects hauhtiness (arrogance, pride), pride and grand disdain (disregard) for lesser mortals (human).  Others are often found saying that anger sits on your nose and you are raring to give your piece mind to the first person who try to be funny with you.  You are selective in the choice of your friends, and have a low tolerance for the superflous (extra) types.  Your tongue-lashing (attack) is generally in a soft hissing tone for when you scream, your voice tends to get shrill and loud and you do hate drawing attention to yourself!  When upset, you are angrier with yourself for having shown weakness, for the last thing that Scorpio wants to show is being out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAGITTARIUS NOVEMBER 22 – DECEMBER 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;You are insensible and generally have no complete control over your emotions.  You do get angry quickly and others marvel at your anger levels even when provoked.  Actually, you get tongue-tied when angry and you will remove your anger waiting for the other person to calm down.  Then you will reason with your opponent and convince the other person in a very gentle manner that the whole thing was just his mistake.  You’re also likely to totally sever ties with someone when you’re upset with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPRICORN DECEMBER 21 – JANUARY 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Few will believe that a hardcore practical and materialistic person like you is capable of sensitivity and genuine emotions.  You project a hard exterior but are actually very sensitive, a trait you successfully hide from others.  You can see thing with anger but will not betray your feelings.  But then, there are times that even you cannot control your temper.  Under such circumstances you can shout and scream, more with frustration at the situation than with anger at any particular person.  Your outbursts can shock others and can make them feel guilty too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AQUARIUS JANUARY 20 – FEBRUARY 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You are noble and kind and dislike losing control over yur emotions.  It is very rare for you to get angry.  You are also the pacifier in situations that involve arguments.  It is always your endeavour to be perfect and socially correct in your behaviour and attitude, but if misunderstood and slighted you can give in to an angry outburst.  You will shout and scream and then walk out from the scene.  You cannot easily forget the situation and will be bitter about it for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;PISCES FEBRUARY 19 – MARCH 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only thing that can be said about you dreamers is that you appear even more attractive when angry.  You are very sensitive to others’ feelings, so you rarely hurt them.  But when others tend to hurt you, then things take a nasty turn.  You will yell and use harsh words and feel inclined to shake everything and everyone up.  Your creative imagination is at its best when angry, and you tend to get pretty dramatic.  When upset, you refuse to listen to reason and wish to be left alone.  But once you calm down, you repent your tantrums and seek forgiveness.  SO nobody can be upset with you for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116437936381644131?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116437936381644131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116437936381644131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116437936381644131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116437936381644131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-bad-is-your-temper-according-to.html' title='HOW BAD IS YOUR TEMPER ACCORDING TO YOUR HOROSCOPE'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116402978630399051</id><published>2006-11-20T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:36:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;can't believe that skool is getting over soon.. EXAMS! haiz that's the last thing that i wanna do but look on the bright side it's the last exam that we gonna have..a lot of things happen during the times 2 yrs.. made new frens and got separated &amp; finally not close friens become close frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but let me make things clear from the bottom of my heart.. during dis 2 yrs, the peole in my class r very nice people.. eventhough i'm not close wif them but i have the time to laugh with them.. i'm reali thankful for dat.. also, whoever i mix around with in JR0504C, there's no infuences at all.. watever i felt or feel comes from within me and none comes from my frens who i mixes wif.. there's no circumstances dat i'm under influences at all.. i have my reasons for feeling dat way &amp; it's my right.. however, i dont have any grudges or revenges to whoever i feeling now &amp; then.. "they" r juz a classmate not my frens and i dont hate them for watver things dat that person did.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the sweetest things dat happen to me is having 3 beautiful girls by my side and these 3 girls are the best thing that have ever happen to me.. not only dat we have our ups &amp; downs together and the ups, we laugh abt it &amp;amp; the downs, we cried abt it.. havent been feeling dis way since sec school..&amp; naj, she is the clesest to me ever eventhough sometimes her mood swings are untolerable.. but she's still the best person.. who would want to wait for a fren to rebond her hair for 4 hrs? Naj have dont dat to me.. she actually waited more than 4 hrs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, projects are reali pain in the butt.. it's so ripped off our brain.. GoSH! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116402978630399051?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116402978630399051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116402978630399051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116402978630399051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116402978630399051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/school.html' title='school!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116299127005263794</id><published>2006-11-08T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:07:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong wif me today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am alone rite now in my room.. my sis have been working nite duties again &amp; again.. wonder will i be like dat when i enter the real world of working..  i think i juz miss her.. when i came back from skool i only see her like less than half an hr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway oncology class today is ok la.. there's external speaker.. a little bit of exaggeration on his lecture part but i did however learn something out of it.. kind of depressing also have la.. actually have been in deep thoughts lately when i'm in my own world in class &amp; at home.. few days ago my lecturer the beautiful Miss Joanna Tang she showed to us a mail dat she received abt you can choose to have a good day or bad day.. it all starts the time when you wake up whether you choose to be in a gd mood or a bad mood.. i think dat more or less teach me something... like today, he talked abt GRIEF.. it's a vague topic but from his experiences in real life it's something to be learn.. he told a story abt when a person is confiding &amp;amp; he/she keeps on repeating to talk abt the same thing, don't ignore but to ask further cos there's something dat he'she wants to say further but scared to tell.. haha.. i'm bein emo? no la! i think i'm bein like makcik2.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but really the people around me really teach me something abt life.. i think from these people, they taught me to think maturely.. i think so la! but i'm really blessed to have my good friends like ana, shaz &amp; naj.. we called ourself LE HOOCHIES! &amp;amp; not only dat we have japanese names.. cool tk? ana-saiko, shaz-saiki, naj-saika &amp; me-saiku.. sounds like kena sai but i lorve it.. really, each day they made my day whether merepeks or not i dont care..&amp;amp; i cant wait to go out with them one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without realising, school is ending and soon we're gonna be havin our attachment and by then we wont be seein each other much.. i still hope dat LE HOOCHIES wont fade yah.. time passed really fast.. the 1st thing you know you hate goin to skool but as time passed and skool is ending, you'll realised how you enjoy goin to skool each day although you weren't close to some of your classmates.. ok i have to stop  bein emo la eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care beautiful peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116299127005263794?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116299127005263794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116299127005263794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116299127005263794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116299127005263794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-wrong-wif-me-today.html' title='what&apos;s wrong wif me today?'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-116269780026901206</id><published>2006-11-05T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:36:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday at home</title><content type='html'>today is the 13th day of HARI RAYA and here i am nothing to do at hm.. not working.. it's only almost half the day but here i am bored at home.. feel like goin out but nowhere to go... boring la.. forgot to wish first of all SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN.. haha.. belated wish ah.. i stop here for awhile cos my mind is blank at the moment.. c ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-116269780026901206?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/116269780026901206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=116269780026901206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116269780026901206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/116269780026901206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-at-home.html' title='sunday at home'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-115668335603892781</id><published>2006-08-27T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:03:43.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING THE GIRLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLO HELLO HELLO! been a long time not updating.. haha.. been very bz.. attachment and work.. sori ana not dat i didnt want to go out on dat sat but i was workin.. anyway i am missing wonderful peeps like ana and shaz.. didnt meet them for quite some time already.. i've been bumpin to sara in NUH but still missing her.. i've been seeing her almost all the time so didnt miss her at all.. ANA I'M GOIN TO YOUR CHALET! I PROMISE! hehe.. took an early knock off dis sat from work juz for you girl.. been disappointing u all dis while cos of work but dis time i promise okie..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyway dis tues is my 1st night duty and dis wk is the last wk in NUH.. ant's believe dat 6 wks have pass so fast.. i wonder how my night duty is gonna be like.. last wk the senior AN and the SN have been talking to me abt their encounters while on their night duty as a student nurse and as a full time nurse.. hearing abt it made me a little bit scared but at the same time curious and nervous.. but it will be exciting to experience diff types of things.. juz pray dat nothing happens..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today after work i was sitting wif aishah n my work fren.. suddenly dis customer sit behind us and trying to befriend wif us.. few minutes knowing us she called aishah n asked whether she have money to borrow cos she claimed dat her relative in batam passed away.. aishah said she dont have but the customer asked aishah to ask anyone who can borrow her money.. i mean u dont have money but u dine in at delifrance.. who u tryin to kid.. i was so pissed off.. then the customer said to me not to be rough when i talk.. try to smile more cos i lookes sweet when i smile.. what the f**k.. she only talked to us for like few minutes n there she was judging me.. i dont even know which planet she came from..i am still pissed off abt wat happened.. she dont even know who i am n there she was judging me.. want to borrow money some more.. aishah said all of us are student n we dont have money.. luckily she said like dat.. haiz.. wats happening to dis world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;anyway for those who is goin to ana's chalet see u on the 2nd.. those who arent see u when skool reopens.. miss u GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; (ana, shaz, sara, yanti, sania &amp;amp; naj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;)&lt;/span&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/7752323-115668335603892781?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/115668335603892781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=115668335603892781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115668335603892781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115668335603892781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/08/missing-girls_115668335603892781.html' title='MISSING THE GIRLS'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-115244887656163193</id><published>2006-07-09T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:41:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandmother story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;just came back from work.. tired la although not many people today.. anyway alon i got ur msg and sori to say dat i couldn't gp tp the seoul garden trip cos it's my uncle wedding at my place.. if his place i can escape but it's at my house.. and guys i couldnt even go to the nurses day celebration cos my uncle actual wedding day is o n dat day itself.. sori yah.. ana, i'm sori dat i couldn't follow to the sentosa cos i'm workin..dis is my life.. if i'm not schooling i work.. it's been like dat since i'm 16 yrs old.. my parents do give me money which is allowance and bus and train fares.. other than that i have to do it my own.. whatever i want to buy i have to use my own money.. dats y i have to work and have to pay my own bill.. haha.. telling grandmother story.. sori if it bored u.. but whatever it is i will try my very best to follow every single trip that is coming right up ok.. take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-115244887656163193?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/115244887656163193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=115244887656163193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115244887656163193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115244887656163193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/07/grandmother-story.html' title='grandmother story'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-115237381964984891</id><published>2006-07-08T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:50:19.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all summed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sori for not updating..lazy to lay my fingers on the keyboard so here i am juz finishing my revamping of skins.. there's a lot of things in my head dat i wanna keep typing here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mistress of spice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;..aishwara rai (is dat her name was spelt?) is very beautiful la.. the movie rate i would give 7/10.. my fren said the romeo in dis movie doesn't suits her at all.. haha.. i find it ok la.. ate waffle ice-cream at gelare.. yum yum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to pulau ubin wif my classmates.. half of them actually.. tk sporting la yg lain.. some didnt go for valid reasons so understandable but i think if they were there it would be more fun.. many things happen.. it burn my fats ok after hours of cycling of upslope to downslope.. i have souvenirs from the trip which is the mosquitoes bites.. we got LOST when we want to return back from the beach.. the trip was reali an eye opener for me cos it's my 1st time there.. when i woke up today my body was aching really bad; the shoulder, thighs and most importantly my butt.. it really does.. oh ya we had-a-day-new-classmate whose name is emily.. haha.. hey guys i'm really glad that we made dat trip..it really like a sense of accomplishment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;many things happen in skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;..didn't really study for it..bio science studied 3 days before the actual exam.. PCA studied the day itself..if i didnt do well in the exam i am not surprise at all cos it's my fault..FRIENDS.. a lot of controversy going on but i wanna tell abt mine.. somebody said i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CONTROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my close fren in the class whose name is NAJ.. please la i'm not even naj's boyfriend or partner to control her..in my 19 years of living i never control my frens.. why would i want to control naj.. dat somebody also said when i go home wif my bezfren i forget abt naj and when i didn't go home wif my bezfren i look for naj..not only dat, dat somebody said i dont let naj go home wif dat somebody whenever dat somebody want to go home wif naj.. naj have the right to go home with whoever she wants la ok.. btw dat somebody said i am a lesbian cos my bezfren looks like a butch.. do lesbians talk abt guys? if i am a lesbian i don't talk about guys in skool wif the rest of the girls.. i am juz mad dat dat somebody made story abt me when i didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;interfere in her life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;to dat somebody: aku tk kacau kau, kau jgn kacau aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st semester of the 2nd year have almost passed.. i'm glad i made frens like ana, shaz, sara, yanti, sania and the rest excluding dat somebody... although i am not as close to them as i am wif naj, more or less they teach me the meaning of life.. and i have no regrets at all to have frens like them.. it's really have been an eye-openener for me.. love ya all except dat somebody..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-115237381964984891?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/115237381964984891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=115237381964984891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115237381964984891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/115237381964984891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-summed-up.html' title='all summed up'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-113810594139322097</id><published>2006-01-24T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:32:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st initial, month and zodiac</title><content type='html'>i surf the net almost everyday but seldon check my mail but when i check my mail today i read something interesting which is about the meaning of your 1st alphabet in your name and your zodiaz and the month u r born.. i guess there are some truth in it but i dunno.. i guess it's just interesting to me..hehe..here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the alphabet is my 1st name and my second name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Does your name begin with: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You are emotional and intense. When involved in a relationship, you Throw your entire being into it. Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are all-consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. You believe in total freedom. You are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of energy is inexhaustible. You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. You also enjoy mothering your mate. You often have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, in your head. You are very imaginative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does your name begin with: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You have a great need to be loved, appreciated... even worshiped. You enjoy luxury, sensuality, and pleasures of the flesh. You like necking spend hours just touching feeling &amp; exploring. You look for lovers who know what they are doing. You are not interested in an amateur, unless that amateur wants a tutor.You are fussy and exacting about having your desires satisfied. You are willing to experiment and try new modes of expression. You bore easily and thus requirea dventure and change. Your commitments don't last very long &amp;amp; you often tend to stray. Loyalty is not one of your strong points. You are more sensual than sexual, but you are sometimes down right lustful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the month i was born..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;JANUARY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ambitious and serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Loves to teach and be taught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Likes to criticize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hardworking and productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smart, neat and organised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Knows how to make others happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rather reserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Highly attentive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loves children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Needs to improve social abilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Easily jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;my zodiac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capricorn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Turn ons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Capricorn are strong and dependable hence if you want to put your money on anyone it is of course this zodiac sign no matter how many difficulties (that incidentally are many) The goat has to undertake to achieve the goals. They are practical and conservative in their outlook and they expect you to blend in their color. They set certain standards for themselves in their life and they will always try to maintain those standards. For them social status and image is very important in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Turn offs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Do not expect a Capricorn mate to open their heart and pour everything to you. They are very secretive and reserved people. They are very thorough in all their affairs and hate any kind of sloppiness. Capricorn is very tightfisted and economical. Do not expect lavish gifts from them and if they do give you anygift (that is very rare) it will have some practical use (no romance please) but that does not mean you will be deprived of anything on the contrary you will bewell provided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113810594139322097?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113810594139322097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113810594139322097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113810594139322097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yet i write ehatever i could..i write whatever the teacher said during lesson..hehe.. after the exam planned with naj to go to study at expo but i was too sleepy and tired that at 1 i want to go home..i only study few page for the next paper, behavioural science.. in the train my head is like a hangng skeleton cos i'm really sleepy.. after so long, i went to shop and save to buy campbells soup..hehe.. bought cream of chicken and eat it all by myself..hehe.. anyway tomorrow no skool but i think ireally have to do revision.. hehe.. hope so.. that's all.. haha.. peace people and study hard.. after wednesday, time to party.. hehe.. muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113802924359653118?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113802924359653118/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-113776352742527965</id><published>2006-01-20T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:25:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>team spirit</title><content type='html'>wake up dis morning and my body all aching especially my hands cos of yesterdays high element.. fun though.. tiring but u never know the team spirit that we have yesterday just overwhelms me.. except for those 2 or 3 people who not participating.. but hey it's ok.. all it matters are 95% of the class took part and i loved it.. hip hip hooray.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway think gonna go esplanade again tmr after work.. after watching the performance at esplanade last saturday it made me amazed.. hope tmr there's interesting performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is in ard 3 more days time but i'm not 100% prepared..only ard 1%..hehe.. didnt really study and to tell you the truth i slacked dis term.. slept most of the time during class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are too tired to type rite now.. take care peeps.. love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to my frens who have prob and need someone to talk to juz call me..ur prob never been a bother to me.. even if i couldnt help at least it could relief ur chest..take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113776352742527965?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113776352742527965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113776352742527965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thanks to my very good friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;yesterday at work really a f****ing day ah cos there's this damn stuck up customer who thinks she is the queen of singapore..go to hell with you..cant take it i cried at work..and then there's this friend who was suppose to work but somehow her name was cancelled but she came to work anyway..there was a lot of staff in the morning but not for the night shift..she said n promised that if she stop working at 11 am then she would come back to help at 5 since there's not enough staff..my manager was really hoping that she would come and so do i..some more yesterday was counting stock day..somehow or rather at 5 she didnt turn up and when i msged her she said "jap..aku ade prob" &lt;em&gt;(wait..i have a prob&lt;/em&gt;) we waited n waited and i keep saying to my manager that she will turn up and i keep telling myself dat she will turn up..we waited until 7 dat she didnt turned up..she sabotagd us and dissapointed me..the whole morning she said she have no mood to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T MAKE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROMISES IF YOU CAN'T KEEP LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i'm not trying to say i am good but no matter what problem i have i would come to work because in my head i have made a promised to my friends that i would help..unless i am very sick then i would CALL to say i can't come..i don't sabotaged my friends cos i know the feeling of working not enough staff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;to her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;you promised to help but you didn't turned up..this is not the first time that you didn't turn up.. if you can't come why didn't you call?i msged you for the second time but you didn't reply..what is all this..you made us wait and wait..i dunno what your problem is but can't you just msg me.. don't keep sabotaging us..do you know the feeling when someone keep asking where you are and i keep saying she will be here..it's simple why can't you just call so that we keep on waiting for you..WHAT THE HELL?!!!!!! if i know things turned out this way i wouldn't have recommended you the job..you keep doing this means you embarrassed me also..THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YESTERDAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i closed the counter all by myself yesterday cos the baker count his stock, my manager count stock also whick left only another girl and me..the other girl was doing washing an di left all alone doing the counter..but i was proud of myself cos despite closing all by myself, i managed to finish closing the counter by 10.30pm..i left mopping and sweeping to the others cos i have to go home early yesterday..luckily my mom let me continue work yesterday..thank you MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113741091454887401?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113741091454887401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113741091454887401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113741091454887401'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;at first u would but if u look into the matter n find out what really is going on would you still think in another way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to put it in words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here goes..&lt;br /&gt;i have a friend who is "who-is-a-girl-but-dress-like-a-guy"..easy said she is a tomboy..y is there discrimination against them..n to tell u frankly she is my best friend name aishah..she is always there when i need someone to talk to when i'm feeling troubled and she always there to give me sensible advice..she mayb 21 but hey she is much2 matured than those who are 25 or 26.. she knows the feeling of hardship and everytime she was sabotaged, she doesnt even take revenge or anything..i admire her strength, determination and of course her courage..she is only 21 going on 22 soon and she is already a manager..whenever i work with her, she is the one who calms me down n to tell u the truth, she knows me better than anyone else..i have a best friend before aishah but i dunno where she is now..mayb wat can misunderstood us is i always contact her  n go out with her but would dat make us les? she is my best friend for god sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those people:&lt;br /&gt;aishah n i are just best friends..don ever misunderstood us when u see us together..u dunno a thing abt me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so yesterday i was busted by my bro cos he saw me n aishah at lot 1..so what..she is my best friend..is it a crime to go out with someone who doesnt dress ladylike? do u know dat even 2 girls who dress ladylike can be les? u dunno anything abt me bro..she is someone who i wan to make my friendship with everlasting..even after i got married she will always be my friend.. always..u havent see her wearing tudung..think what u wan to think..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113734419283485502?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-113656367762377883</id><published>2006-01-06T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:09:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday surprise</title><content type='html'>in skool today in cafe 1 after cnpr..&lt;br /&gt;anam i think u n i have the same taste..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;cute! cute! cute!&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks naj n faezah for the birthday present..&lt;br /&gt;i love it n naj don wori abt the ear ring k..&lt;br /&gt;anyway went out today..&lt;br /&gt;went to swensen..&lt;br /&gt;haha..cant believe i have a surprise there..&lt;br /&gt;after eating our meals, aishah said she she wnts to talk to the manager abt whether there's a job there..&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly there's people wif ice-cream n a candle in the middle n the people sang for me..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..how sweet rite..&lt;br /&gt;then the manager came n told us dat the ice-cream is complimentary n gave me a balloon..&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, when i was holding the balloon it burst..&lt;br /&gt;everybody was like lookin..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..i was so embarrassed dat my face turned red..&lt;br /&gt;but aishah n i was laughing..&lt;br /&gt;my best fren ever..&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;had a great day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113656367762377883?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113656367762377883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113656367762377883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113656367762377883'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;nothing much actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;feeling very sleepy the whole day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;basically feeling sleepy almost everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well..today there cmsk &amp; s&amp;amp;w..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cmsk kinda sucky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;s&amp;w very tiring after 2 wks not working out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;after dat sat at the food stadium cos we know dat it will be packed in the toilet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we sat at the staff place there where there's pink colour couch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;then unrealised, ana, erin and i fall asleep till almost 5..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;except for najj who is xtra, she didn't fall asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;lepak..gerek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;during break time we watched dis hantu trailer at fatin's laptop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;kinda scary..urgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway met mom on the way back home at mrt cck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to lot 1 for dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ate beef hor fun..YUM YUM! *saliva abt to drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha.. the taste still in my mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway..dats all for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;chiaows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113646714486498770?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113646714486498770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113646714486498770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113646714486498770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113646714486498770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2006/01/sleepy-n-tiring.html' title='sleepy n tiring'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-113629948362109876</id><published>2006-01-03T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:44:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personal, work, skool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life has been different lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to think dat my best friend is going to quit made me upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's all because of my store manager..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her anger causes everybody to wonder wat is wrong with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the two days she came with her black face n little small thing dat she is unhappy abt. she will throw rhings to throw tantrum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it made lufe miserable for people esp my bez fren cos she is the assisstant manager..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but things got better sun evening after my store manager talk to me n when she talked to my best fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SKOOL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at skool things just seems to be boring with the teacher who just loves to drag till i've been sleeping in class quite a lot lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do i have sleeping disorder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone pls tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but the people are as crazy as ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frenship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess i have no prob abt dat in skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all the while i was with naj..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no prob with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all my happiness n unhappiness she is the only one in skool i tell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no backstabbing n all dat,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i ok with everybody i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if not i sori for being one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate all the"she-did-dis-she-did-dat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to me it's kind of childish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to hear dat sometimes is ok but not all the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is sickening to the brain i tell u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;come on grow up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PERSONAL ISSUE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since it's personal no pint in typing,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess dats all..watching csi miami rite now..cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adios senoritas n amigos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113629948362109876?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113629948362109876/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-113577727924399163</id><published>2005-12-28T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:41:19.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my advance birthday pressie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just came back from skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;went out for awhile just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guess wat?! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i have my 1st birthday present today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;early huh? yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my bez fren so sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she bought my favourite cadbury and van houtten chocolate for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and a watch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ADDIDAS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WATCH..HEHE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she's is my best fren ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;always been there when i need someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;thank god for meetin such person like her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;dats not all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;she gave me van houtten n cadbury chocolates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;guess dats all for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113577727924399163?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113577727924399163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113577727924399163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chatting wif my fren rite now at msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;waiting for my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;bez buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to call rite now but she's bz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;always tell her how i felt, all my ups n down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for being there when i need someone the most..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm bored &amp; sleepy but i can't sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;pissed off rite now at my mom cos she's nagging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i understand y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;naughty me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my bed is in a mess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;karang guni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i think karang guni's place neater.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;as for now OK i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;juz dat most of the teacher on leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;kind of bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;teaching method different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss those teacher whose teaching method are good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i dunno wat else to say..gonna wrap up now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;adios amigos aku berambus lagi bagus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;love ya people loads..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='bored......sleepy......'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-113464939992694706</id><published>2005-12-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:23:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN SKOOL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lessons&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;communication skills is boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  don't see a point why we have communication skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  nursing studies theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  bored but ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  do research in the library but managed to skive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  Sports &amp; Wellness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  Fun, Fun, Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  Played badminton after so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                  did some hardcore conditioning till my back hurts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FEELINGS&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;start of the day is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                       middle of the day sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                       later of the day, cool cos of S&amp;W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                       tiring but full of satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;wat made me cry&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"so i guess dis is the ending or a beautiful mistake. n if we both agree dat we                               shouldn't be together why does it hurt so much? i feel like i lost my closest                        friend. i don't want to fall asleep alone, but i do want to wake up with you.                            i hope you're happy n completely lonely. i'm only trying to be honest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wat does it mean&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you don't have to know cos nobody knows. only me and Allah. Let it be the                           secret which i don't want to talk to anybody. don't wan it to be a burden to                             people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;been very bz lately but managed to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;OK! still as crazy as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;                Love them loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my heart&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;wat does it have to say???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;                    hurtful yet happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;                    got it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;                    it's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;                    let it say to me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as what as my frens said today: "Beauty Lies on the hands of a beholder"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-113464939992694706?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/113464939992694706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=113464939992694706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113464939992694706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/113464939992694706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/12/is-it.html' title='is it..'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-112550721081940152</id><published>2005-09-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:53:30.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE YOUR DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;here's the chance of live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;get ready,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;set fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;high above the fear of your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;go for it it's hit or miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To late for you to quit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You gotta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;show them how bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you really want this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..*[Chorus]*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Live your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;, it's not as hard as it may seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;You gotta work to get the cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;On your hope's you must lean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;from your fears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you have to win yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's all or nothing ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; give your everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Are what you believe, you got to bring the heat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set the pace competition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;take the lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This is it, all eyes on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So stay on point and prove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you deserve what's long overdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;repeat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..*[Chorus]*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;still recovering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;from the hartbreack of another kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;still drying my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Getting over my own fears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my life, how I wanna make sure this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; i'm strong enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;give it my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..*[Chorus]*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ohhhh ohhhh ohhh ohhhhh yeahhh ohhhh ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live your dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..*[Chorus]*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;..*[repeat]*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you got to live your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so don't you be afraid ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;just set a pace and take the lead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's your turn to shine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-112550721081940152?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/112550721081940152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=112550721081940152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112550721081940152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112550721081940152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/09/live-your-dream.html' title='LIVE YOUR DREAM'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-112386783467496879</id><published>2005-08-13T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T01:30:35.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skool n work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;here i am at&lt;strong&gt; 0020&lt;/strong&gt; am updating my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i have my phase test tomorrow n have to be in skool by &lt;strong&gt;7.45&lt;/strong&gt; am but i haven't sleep yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;juz to let u know phase test is my nursing practical test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well i had my test today &lt;strong&gt;12082005&lt;/strong&gt; which includes in the module..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i think i did fairly but may not be as good as my 1st..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;didn't really study for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went to bugis after skool straight away to buy mp3 coz my discman spoilt already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;decided to buy mp3.. excited u know till didn't study b4 the test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my exam in on &lt;strong&gt;22nd&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;24th&lt;/strong&gt; august..then i'm on vacation.. 1 wk only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;after that go for attachment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after the test went to work straight away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;learn few things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the prob is have to memorise the drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i have short memories so i have to write it down juz now in my book..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;COOL &lt;/strong&gt;to learn new things.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;acquire new skills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dats the fun part of workin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;have fun together but at the same time do our job properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;think dats all dat i have to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;before i say nothing at all juz wanna say sweet dreams to all the lovely people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J'ADORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;[it means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;in french]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-112386783467496879?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/112386783467496879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=112386783467496879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112386783467496879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112386783467496879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/08/skool-n-work.html' title='skool n work'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-112359422184884376</id><published>2005-08-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:30:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my apologies</title><content type='html'>i would like to apologies to NUR HASYIMAH BTE ABDUL GHANI for not turning up for the reunion n celebration of her brithdate.. it's not intentionally that i don't want to turn up.. it's juz dat i need to have a date with the doctor so dat he can take a look at my sexy leg.. (phew! yucks!) dat is all to my dear good friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly to my dear other friends.. i know u miss me too much (y i am so self-praise today?) juz to let u guys know i miss u too.. sorry for the iconvenience caused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all for my dear friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-112359422184884376?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/112359422184884376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=112359422184884376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112359422184884376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112359422184884376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-apologies.html' title='my apologies'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-112342057465140102</id><published>2005-08-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:16:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overprotectiveness.. does it really help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;wat i'm going to talk abt is going to be boring but i don't care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to let it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the qn is.. overprotectiveness, does it really help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;my answer is NO one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it's annoying, frustrating n pressurising.. get off me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;athough many people said i know how to take care by myself n many didn't abide by wat they promised, i'm not like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;overprotectiveness can cause harm one way or another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1st, they can be too pressured dat they can't take it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2ndly, it's not the way to solve the prob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lastly, if they got the chance they'll try every way to get wat they want eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they are overprotected..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i know i'm talking crap rite now but dis is wat i'm facing.. being too overprotected.. it's so pressurising dat i can't take it.. esp by my bro.. claiming dat he don't want me to do the things dat other teenagers did..i'm not like them.. y can't u juz give me the chance to show dat i'm not like THEM..i don't want to be like them.. it's hard for me to take it do u know dat.. i need some space.. if u think being a smallest sibling is easy, think again.. u don't know what i'm facing rite now.. yah, they are trying to protect me n i don't mind with dat but pls not too overprotective.. if u said it once i'll listen but not too many times..it's annoying..it's like a pest disturbing the humans..wanting to know who i talking to, abt wat...is dat necessary..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'm 18 not 8 yrs old..i know they might say so wat if u r 18? does dat makes u free to do watever u please? i'm not doing watever i please.. i know how to take care myself especially doing the things dat destroy myself which is doing sex.. i'm scared to hear dat many of my friend's friends are pregnant rite now n their boyfriend left them..i'm scared but don't overprotect me pls.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dats all i haf 2 say..take care ppl n don't let overprotectiveness destroy u.. ciao!&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/7752323-112342057465140102?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/112342057465140102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=112342057465140102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112342057465140102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112342057465140102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/08/overprotectiveness-does-it-really-help.html' title='overprotectiveness.. does it really help?'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-112334877137081636</id><published>2005-08-07T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:19:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sori to those waiting for my updates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;currently my life is full of ups and downs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;guess dis are challenges for me to face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;here it goes.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;handling all the stress for the upcoming exams n next mth going for my 1st attachment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;something cannot escape abt skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;guess dis is all human nature..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;emotionally unstable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mayb due to peer pressure n studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the journey to skool n the waking time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's a routine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there it goes again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the protectiveness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well yah for my own good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seoul garden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;work like shit but little pay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;schedule didn't get wat i want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;got my new job at delifrance bugis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hourly rate lower than wat i used to get..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but wat the heck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;there's double pay, overtime n wat u asked is wat u get (schedule)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;bike..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;been going for my prac n doing well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;injuries here n there but part of the challenge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;watever on my way i'm taking it slow n handling it one at a time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;most importantly i thank &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; for letting me face dis experience eventhough sometimes i feel like giving up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; taught me the maturity of life n letting me meet diff type of people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;THANK U to the one dat has always been there for me through my darkest time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;when i feel totally alone n scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;to the people dat i haven't meet for quite a long time like YANA, SYIMAH, MIDA, SHAHIRA, AISHAH, AIN, BUDI, YAZID, ABG ADAM n many more juz to let u know u have not been forgotten.. keep in touch..&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/7752323-112334877137081636?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/112334877137081636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=112334877137081636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112334877137081636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/112334877137081636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/08/updated.html' title='updated..'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-111227186460470713</id><published>2005-03-31T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:24:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me wif my fren</title><content type='html'>here i am at the macdonald wif my good friend yunus aka tom( HELLO!!!) borrowing his lap top to update my blog..haha..basically i have nothing to say much lah actually..oh yah ok2 i enrolled for motorcycle license today..hehe..finally..very excited abt it..still got long way to go..and i am quite nervous abt my nursing application..dunno whether i am fully acceptred or not..hopefully dat i got it..ermm..haven't heard abt my secondary school friends..so if u're reading dis tag me to update abt urself yah..ok dunno wat to write anymore..still missing and loving you people.. lastly REMEMBER ME THE WAY YOU KNOW ME COZ I'M STILL THE SAME.. =) take care and smile always..i'll always pray for your happiness and health..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-111227186460470713?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/111227186460470713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=111227186460470713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/111227186460470713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/111227186460470713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-wif-my-fren.html' title='me wif my fren'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-111175921302571534</id><published>2005-03-25T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:03:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got to update...finally</title><content type='html'>sori for not updating for quite sumtime..as u know my internet is down..haha..okok.. basically i passed my o level except my maths..hehe..it's hard to get the course dat i like in poly.. so i applied to ite.. i passed my interview and going to ite simei nitec nursing.. hehe..finally.. yah..hehe..abt work..hmmmmmm...dun wanna talk abt it..kinda suck actually..oh yah..my ahmad aka steve went to ns..felt like i've lost bro..i miss him calling me alia sayang.. i think i stop here for now..juz wanna say i miss my friends at bp and love u guys as well as i love my punkrocker friends at SEOUL GARDEN..LOVE YA PEOPLE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-111175921302571534?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/111175921302571534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=111175921302571534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/111175921302571534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/111175921302571534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/03/got-to-updatefinally.html' title='got to update...finally'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-110596546848915546</id><published>2005-01-17T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:37:48.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing u..</title><content type='html'>i'm lazy to update but one thing i wanna tell dat i miss u guys and take care. contact me at da same no. if u're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-110596546848915546?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/110596546848915546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=110596546848915546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/110596546848915546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/110596546848915546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2005/01/missing-u.html' title='missing u..'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-110179300719167112</id><published>2004-11-30T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T13:36:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long-winded me</title><content type='html'>after a long wait finally i get to update my blog. i'm at hwee jing's house actually borrowing her internet for awhile coz my internet can't be used at all. thanks jing jing. haha. so yah 23rd nov was our last paper and 24th marks the official end of my secondary school life. finally! phew! but gonna miss my friends though. been thru the ups and downs in my secondary school life. thanks to all my friends who have been there for me thru all the times. really appreciate them. yah! kinda sad. but will be seeing you again when the result is out. dats when most of us will be in tears of joy and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. now i'm reminiscing. off all da years sec 3 was the best year in my whole life. seriously. dats bcos i gain lots of friends and lost a few. dat year was also da year when i have my 1st boy and dat year was when i lost him. dat year was also da year i have my 1st best boy friend and lost him too. it's all kinda mixed. gain and lost. but i'm thankful it all happen eventhough it lasted for a while. all da memories i have with my friends will be tatooed in my heart till da end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok forget abt dat. hari raya dis year was like erm mendak. seriously. didn't mean to be rude or wat lah but i felt nothing abt it. only when i hear da takbir. lasted for a while only though. jln hari raya also like lazy.  perhaps it was bcoz we are in da middle of da exams. i don't really have much to talk abt hari raya. oh yah on da first day i was so sleepy n tired dat i slept on the MRT. dats bcoz da day before i went to geylang and came back at around 5. slept for 3 hrs only. rest assured dat next year i won't be going on the eve of hari raya. it was tiring and packed and stuffy. a lot of people were there. haha. felt like sardines and we were like pushing each other. i was swearing in my heart all da time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week on da 24th i start working at my old place. taman siol "seoul garden". tiring. long time didn't work. but i still manage to remember most of the things to do. get to work with da two crazy people mark and steve. haha. they make me laugh with their jokes. joker! i've been feeling low since last fri but not going to tell why. yesterday when i worked, i short of $10 (i was da cashier). luckily my ma'am paid half for me. i felt like crying yesterday. though it's only $10 but it's still money. you work to get money not to pay back da money rite? haha. for get abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dis is da longest entry i've ever done. haha. i dunno when i will be updating again. till then take care people and miss ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-110179300719167112?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/110179300719167112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=110179300719167112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/110179300719167112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/110179300719167112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/11/long-winded-me.html' title='long-winded me'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109919769732642591</id><published>2004-10-31T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:41:37.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da emo side..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;right now i feel like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;an emotional storm was sweeping through&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it's hurting me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; dis morning mom told me what had happened yesterday at my cousin's place. there was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;external and internal conflict&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;between a family and the other families that were present. wat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;mom told me really hurts me coz it involved my uncle. after mom told me i felt like crying but i hold on to the tears. right now i could feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hatred solidified into hard mass around my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;. i don't wanna talk abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;then yesterday my bro n i had a misunderstanding. he took my jokes seriously that he told me that i was being rude. it hurts me coz he never said dat to me before. i am being sensitive aren't i? haha. i cried yesterday and till now i didn't talk to him. it was because of third person dat we had a misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;forget abt my hurtings. i just wanna wish all da best to all my friends who are going to sit the examination dis coming month.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;let's fight dis bitter battle together to taste the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sweetness of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ALL THE BEST PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109919769732642591?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109919769732642591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109919769732642591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109919769732642591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109919769732642591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/da-emo-side.html' title='da emo side..'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109910791959495034</id><published>2004-10-30T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T11:45:19.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on da way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok exam is just another few more days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;NERVOUS?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SCARED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OF COURSE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;not really prepared u know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how i wish it's still far away but at the same time i wish it has ended. IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;erm..i decided to go KL with my cousin on dec. if i don't go i dunno when will be the next opportunity will come. my parents won't be coming though. yah. guess i'm the odd one out. but who cares. i just wanna haf fun. but i WILL buy something for my parents of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;feeling kinda up and down lately esp at nite. dunno why. missing someone? i don't think so. mayb my hormones aren't quite right lah ah. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;okie i've been sitting in front of da comp for almost 3 1/2 hrs. gotta start studying like mad. what's the word my friends always say. oh! yah mugging rite peeps. haha. ape2lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well gotta go. peace =)&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/7752323-109910791959495034?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109910791959495034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109910791959495034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109910791959495034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109910791959495034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/on-da-way.html' title='on da way'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109878502952345047</id><published>2004-10-26T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:03:49.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me n my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok now i have da lil time to update my blog. haha. not many things happen la. erm..last friday was the last day of the poa course. phew! is it useful? 50% only i think. oh yah then we were told to pay $50 by cash coz $70 will be paid by da skool. stupid ass! suppose to pay by edusave but because of the closing account, we were not allowed to pay by edusave. not our fault what! then have to pay by cash. i don wanna ask my parents for money u know except my allowance. i'm just not use to asking for money from them. i'm used to pay by myself but now that i'm not working anymore i have to ask money from them. haiyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;on dat last fri i went to geylang with my parents to break fast. not so many poeple. quite relaxing. bought the mario mariono bros (malay movie comedy) that mida n syimah talked abt. indeed it was very funny. watched it straight away when got home. haha. so funny the story! then on the sat mom and dad weren't at home. break fast with bro only. my sis worked night shift. anyway my bro cooked spaghetti for me. nice! yumyum! unfortunately got a sore-throat the next day. yah! but i still fast.  i'm good huh. hehe. no lah. anyway just endure with the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;yesterday was the first time that my whole family get to eat together. normally is either my sis have to work night shift, return late or my brother working. yesterday was he best day to break fast. yesterday at skool sucks ok. no teachers except mr osgodby. urgh! if i know i won't come to skool. dat syimah n yana bullied me during da self-study. it was funny. watched america next top model 2. yeah! love mercedes n shandi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;today no skool! got da time all by myself for revision. hehe. love to study in a quiet environment. dis week is da last chance for super hard revision. what i hate though is my running nose. but it was minor. still can survive! i will survive! haha! crap! gotta to get ready for breaking fast. to all my muslim friends HAPPY BREAKING FAST and to the rest miz ya loads. tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7752323.post-109827716605132456</id><published>2004-10-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T20:59:26.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz!</title><content type='html'>had a great time yesterday with my sista. went to town and break fast at lucky plaza. tiring though. yah. anyway i've bought my shoe and bag for the hari raya. early huh? but have to coz exam is coming and i don't wanna buy last minute. oh yah. my sis and i went to diff shops and damn my wishlist just getting longer and longer. went to fox women at wisma atria and i saw dis red top that cost $23. then the sweaters. nice! urgh! gotta buy when i have the cash. then i saw dis puma sweater..phew. nice also. saw many malay people smoking and couples holding hands all that. didn't respect the month of fasting at all. doesn't matter if it's after break fast. and i hate guys who didn't fast without valid reason. turn me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i feel kinda grouchy. easily irritated. haiz. but i just kept quiet though. didn't scold people lah. that kelvin keep beating me at class. haha. quite irritated but didn't scold him lah. i know he's joking. he's such a nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breaking fast mom talk to me abt my cousin who is married asking me to go KL with them on December. anyway it's kinda long story and i don't really wanna talk abt me. i wanna go but there's few things that it's in my head. haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe that exam is just 12 days away. so soon. not prepared ok. haiyo. my days in the school is also ending. won't be meeting the people i know that much it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i betta stop before my emo and crappie mood is here. peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109827716605132456?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109827716605132456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109827716605132456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109827716605132456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109827716605132456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/haiz.html' title='haiz!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109798722718917555</id><published>2004-10-17T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:27:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Breakaway"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grew up in a small town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just stared out my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dreaming of what could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would pray (I would pray)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying not to reach out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;But when I'd try to speak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I pray (I would pray)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make a wish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a chance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a chance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make a change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get onboard a fast train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Travel on a jet plane, far away&lt;/span&gt; (I will)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buildings with a hundred floors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swinging around revolving doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fly away, breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make a change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a chance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make a change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109798722718917555?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109798722718917555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109798722718917555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109798722718917555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109798722718917555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/breakaway.html' title='&quot;Breakaway&quot;'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109798645479856289</id><published>2004-10-17T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:14:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes and poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What You Are To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am a rose, you are my thorns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;clutching to me, protecting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am the sun, you are my rays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;helping me to shine and to be all that I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am a lake, you are my water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am a tree, you are my leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;sharing who and what I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and becoming an important part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am a heart, you are my beat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;beating rhythmically to my happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;my fear, my sadness, my excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am me and you are with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;to share all that I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;to share life, love, and happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                           &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Bernice Ellrick -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;  - William Shakespeare -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No sooner met but they looked;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No sooner looked but they loved;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No sooner loved but they sighed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- William Shakespeare -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The past cannot be changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;the future is still in your power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                  - Hugh White -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Don't let today's disappointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cast a shadow on tomorrow's dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                             &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; - Unknown -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can't touch it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yo can feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                     &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;-from the movie "A Walk To Remember"-&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/7752323-109798645479856289?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-109780305783545023</id><published>2004-10-15T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:17:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the time of the year and...</title><content type='html'>HAPPY FASTING MONTH to all my muslim friends no matter where you are =) it's dat time of the year again to test our patience and perseverance. jgn puasa yok yok ah. hehe. i love da atmosphere of the fasting mth. like peace. hehe. take care of urself okie. =) todai is the first day of fasting. i just hope that i won't go to the kitchen and open the fridge. haha. nah. just kiddin. you'll get used to the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is in like two weeks time also. argh!! help!! i won't be updating my blog for a while so yah.stupid lah.there's so many things i haven't revise yet. haiyo! i got nothing much to say actually. betta stop now. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109780305783545023?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109780305783545023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109780305783545023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109780305783545023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109780305783545023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-of-year-and.html' title='the time of the year and...'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109740333616484567</id><published>2004-10-10T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T18:15:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;went out with momma today to geylang. ok not really my favourite place but just wanna spend the time with my momma. she bought a pair of tops for me. yah. quit nice lah. then went to eat lunch. the weather was very hot. sheesh. i was pissed twice coz people were pushing as though they will never get out of there again and bcoz my earphone spoilt. anyway after that waited for dad at lot one. before that met people i know. didn't go to their place but just wave hand. dad bought for me the earphone so that made my first crave on the wishlist to be fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yesterday went  to jurong point with momma. not really in da mood yesterday so yah i have this sour face. hate to had it but i can't help it. really not in da mood. i was pissed abt...i don't wanna talk abt it. it's over anyway. in the evening i went to my cousin place [not close to him] for kenduri. i wasn't really into it lah. i didn't want to go. momma didn't force me to go either but what would they said if their own cousin didn't go to their place. so i just tagged along with my parents. i still feel bad for showing the sour face to mom. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;life is miserable when things go wrong but it's sweet when the one that you love is beside you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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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-7752323.post-109724994587560667</id><published>2004-10-08T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T23:39:05.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the...</title><content type='html'>ok i found out that dis sun's outing to kota tinggi is cancelled. disappointing lor coz i was looking forward to it but now it's over. haiz. cheh like i broke up with someone like dat ah. haha. now i dunno wat i'm going to do for my weekend. *thinking* hmm. anyway that can worry later la ah. haha. mayb asking my momma out to somewhere. yeah. since i'm broke mayb she can buy for me clothes or something. haha. how bad i am. nah! juz wanna go out with her. besides she doesn't have anything to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't watch s'pore idol result today. anyway found out from ana that david yeo was voted out. stupid voters! dunno how to vote ah?!!! don't vote lah!!! he is much better than jerry ok. wah lau. use ur barin lah use ur brain! oh my gawd! vote on real and pure talent pleeease. phew! all i know is that he isn't good at all. zit! none! zero! kosong! botak! urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't watch s'pore idol coz went to nite studies. yah. it was ok lah. my ng was there. at least i can clarify things which i dunno. at first it was quiet but then the noise level getting louder. pissed me off. what the heck! okie today went pizza hut coz cikgu maimoon treat ue. yum yum. delicious.  yah. finger lickin good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to bed lah ah before i continue my crap. haha. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109724994587560667?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-109715076041253053</id><published>2004-10-07T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T20:06:00.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scary ah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;didn't go to skool today. yesterday at 1 am almost faint in the toilet. sheesh. that wat scary. my body was cold, my lips turned white and my face turned pale. i quickly went out of the toilet and knocked my mother's door. i hugged her. i felt as if i was abt to.....you know. anyway my mom wanted me to sleep in her room and so i did. i went to the clinic and the doctor said my blood pressure is low. gave me a month supply of medicine to revive my blood pressure. my mom sure nagged abt it. she don't let me eat this and that and made sure i have my medicine. but i love her loads. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i don't really know what to write lah. okie i think i betta stop here lah ah.  take care ok. have an early nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109715076041253053?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109715076041253053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109715076041253053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109715076041253053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109715076041253053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/scary-ah.html' title='scary ah'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109673064657337318</id><published>2004-10-02T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:24:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;today: i have been spending the time changing my blog skin so i'm quite satisfied with dis skin which is why i decided to use it. anyway today i didn't do much. just went out to my future cousin-in-law's house for kenduri. yah. in the morning i just play around with my niece and nephew. my lil niece had a fever but she was soon recovered because of the concern by so many people. she has big appetite. i fed her chicken and grapes. she even drank syrup. i like watching her because she's so cute. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: graduation day just over. yah. still can remember that day. it was soooo boring. the speaker had almost an hour of speech which didn't like even related to graduation day. haiz. for an hour he talked abt being a lawyer and the court stuff. he was so in love with himself that he didn't realise the boredom that he brought to the audience. haiz. i love the reception coz of the food though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;wed: got maths and science paper back. haiyo did so badly for my maths but i have no regrets coz i didn't study for it. it was a last minute thing. yah. anyway have to wait till 2.30 pm to get maths result paper back. lessons finish at 1.10 but have to wait an hour and 20 mins. anyway have to wait for them to get amaths paper 1st. have to wait and wait. gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs: that kevin chong didn't come to skool again so didn't get the poa paper. he is always like that. but i know i'm to fail anyway so i don't care abt that. haha. for physics mr sim ming hoe came late so had a few free periods. after assembly we have checkings of uniform. sucks man. luckily there's  nothing wrong abt my outfit. that mr ng even wearing sleese shoes he thought that was a sports shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;fri: didn't do much thing lah. just that my cousin, his wife and their children sleep at my house. again spend the time in front of the comp. looking for blog skin. watched s'pore idol. i can't believe jessea and beverly out instead of jerry. jerry isn't good. those who vote don't know how to vote i think. anyway even if there's a winner of s'pore idol, he/she couldn't go far because not many people support the local industry. unless the winner goes abroad. yah. i don't have further comment abt that. i just thought s'poreans have made the wrong decision that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah that's how i spent the week. here's a count down O LEVEL IS IN A MONTH TIME!!!!!!ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109673064657337318?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109673064657337318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109673064657337318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109673064657337318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109673064657337318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/10/summary-of-week.html' title='summary of the week'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109629479077036441</id><published>2004-09-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T22:19:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today isn't a good day to start with. still sleepy due to the lack of sleep and the tiring work yesterday. just when i thought that today will be coming home early (bcoz of the new timetable) to have my nap, my hope shattered. it's bcoz of the stupid graduation prize presentation rehearsal. have to wait an hour an a half for it to start. sheesh!!! i thought it's just briefing and all that and it'll take abt an hour or an hour but it took almost 2 hrs and 40 mins for it to end. oh my gawd!!! i didn't expect it's full rehearsal. and then there's mrs ee who makes a fuss almost everything. i pity with the mcs who is hosting for the 1st time and they got scolding from mrs ee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then have to sit there to watch them dance and sing. it was boring. the funny thing was tmr is graduation day but we still have to back to school. farni ah. hehe. sian ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway now i'm watching friends. actually i'm waiting for america's next top model but since there's repeat telecast of friends i just watch it lah. the show is funny ah esp phoebe and joey. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i've been thinking there's so many things i want to buy but i don't have the money. haiz. i want to buy belt, t-shirts, jeans etc. there's so many of them!! i owe my bro 20 bucks and i still have to save up for the comin hp bill. argh!! i wish exam ends soon so that i can start work. even so, i'll only get my pay the end of dec. now have to focus on exams 1st. haaaaaaaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i think i stop now. i can't help it but to watch friends. gtg. chiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109629479077036441?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109629479077036441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109629479077036441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109629479077036441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109629479077036441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/helpless.html' title='helpless'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109628788399478923</id><published>2004-09-27T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T20:47:31.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER ME THIS WAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every now and then we find &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a special friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who never lets us down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who understands it all reaches out each time we fall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that i've found &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you can't stay &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;a part of you will never ever go away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your heart will stay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make a wish for you and hope it will come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if life will just be kind to such a gentle mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if you lose your way think back on yesturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;remember me this way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember me this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't need eyes to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the love you bring to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter where I go and I know that you'll be there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;forever more a part of me and everywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I'll always care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make a wish for you and hope it will come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if life will just be kind to such a gentle mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if you lose your way think back on yesturday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember me this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember me this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll be right behind your shoulder watching you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll be standing by your side all you do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and I won't ever leave as long as you believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just believe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make a wish for you and hope it will come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if life will just be kind to such a gentle mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;if you lose your way think back on yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember me this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;remember me this way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all time favourite song from movie soundtrack Casper the Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109628788399478923?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109628788399478923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109628788399478923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109628788399478923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109628788399478923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/remember-me-this-way.html' title='REMEMBER ME THIS WAY'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109612590643026091</id><published>2004-09-25T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T23:25:06.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA MIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;THUMBS UP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mamma-mia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;. it was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SUPER COOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok. haha. had a great laugh n the singing was awesome. *singing* loving you loving me, mama mia here we go again mama how can i resist you. haha. it was worth the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;price of the tickets. it was the best show ever besides than &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;THE WOMAN IN BLACK!&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it! i still can't get over the show. feel like watching it again but too bad lah can't use edusave anymore. haha. the show is sweet. *awww*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;everybody's looking good dressing up. haha. the girls looked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;JAMBU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;BABES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;yah. everybody looked good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YOU GO GIRLS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;after mamma-mia went to eat at Long John Silver. almost lost my appetite when i saw dis man with his hairy armpit. haha. i'm so bad. i didn't mean to but he raise his hands and can see his hairy armpit u know. phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went home and around twenty minutes later my aunt, uncle, cousin and his wife came to my house. tmr is the kenduri at my house. kinda tired. have to wake up early tmr to help my mom. do i have a choice? NO!!! anyway watched incredible tales. then they talked about the good old days n my dad encountered with "the ghost".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i think i'm turning in now. i'm sleepy. nitez yah. take care! mama mia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109612590643026091?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109612590643026091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109612590643026091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109612590643026091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109612590643026091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/mama-mia.html' title='MAMA MIA!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109594353987474682</id><published>2004-09-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T20:45:39.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz...another thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i'm watching singapore idol right now. well, it's the unsung heroes. the malay girl and the malay guy are good. the malay girl's voice is much better than those who qualified in the 12. my gawd. some are worse. enough abt singapore idol. finally OC is back today! haha. ok enough abt the shows. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ok, today we got the results back. english and social studies. overall i passed my eng. there's improvement in it. from C6 to B4. so yah. thankful for that. for my social studies i improved by 2 marks. 28/50. but i dunno abt my lit. oh yah one more it's bio practical. there's improvement also. haha. i hope that the rest of te result is good and i hope i'll do much better for my Os. i'm bragging. haha. anyway we didn't do much in skool xcept during eng lesson have to do corrections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i don't feel like going to the mamma-mia thing. like not in da mood. haish. but i've paid $60+ for it so it'll be a waste not to go even though i used my edusave to pay for it. hafta go. take care!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109594353987474682?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109594353987474682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109594353987474682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109594353987474682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109594353987474682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/juzanother-thursday.html' title='juz...another thursday'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109585961793880241</id><published>2004-09-22T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T21:26:57.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on my own...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well what can i say. today is so shitty day. went to bugis n city hall all by myself. someone volunteered to go with me today but in the end that person didn't. i can survive on my own ok. i don't need that person. i won't die going anywhere alone. I WON'T! what the hell. i don't need you! haiz. anyway i went to check out clothes but there's nothing that attracts me. most probably i'll be wearing my old clothes. no choice. then perhaps i'll buy a necklace or sumthin. what the hell. instead of buying new clothes i use that money to buy something else huh. the mamma-mia thing will only be like 2-3 hrs then i have to go home to help my mom for sunday's kenduri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after going to bugis n city hall, went to watch DODGEBALL with my bro n his girl. the show quite funny. haha. u hafta watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll stop here for now. not in da mood yah. take care =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109585961793880241?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109585961793880241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109585961793880241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109585961793880241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109585961793880241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-my-own.html' title='on my own...'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109577660489195348</id><published>2004-09-21T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:36:46.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>refresh</title><content type='html'>here i go updating my blog. haha. revamp my blog dis afternoon. quite tiring. now i know adha's hardwork in doing my blog before it was born. hehe. thanks to zara too for giving me skins for my blog to choose. mayb i would still had a hard time choosing. however, i lost the code for my tag board and have to trouble adha again to make it. haha. sori yah! my blog is black and white. i hope it soesn't look that dull. anyway do give me ur opinions. i'm learning to make my blog. still got a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;i have quite a lot to tell. let me fefresh my memory. went to bbq on sept 11. it was fun. really had a great time. met my brother's girlfriend for the 1st time. quite awkward but i think it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;prelim just ended. i screwed up many papers for this prelim. really screwed. not only i did a lst minute study but i think i did worse. haha. maths, phy n poa papers really sucks. the rest i think is 50/50. see how it goes on when get the result back.&lt;br /&gt;last sun met my cousin bro. he looks funny with his bald head. he looks dark too. bald+dark=ermmm...lighter version of bangla. hehe. we talked abt many things and he treat me at macdonalds n coffee bean. anyway he is more matured now but still as crazy as ever.&lt;br /&gt;dis weekend is going to be a busy weekend for me. on sat going to mamma-mia. gosh still dunno what to wear. shit! having cash problems also but i think i can handle that. if not i have no choice but to wear my old clothes. dis sun going to have kenduri at my house. kenduri arwah. since fastinf is approaching it's time to have kenduri. yah. what i like is that families will be gathering at my house. it's going to be chaotic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109577660489195348?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109577660489195348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109577660489195348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109577660489195348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109577660489195348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/refresh.html' title='refresh'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109474624902373139</id><published>2004-09-09T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T00:13:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out! out! out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;juz came back from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;west coast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eating centre with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my cousin, his wife and my parents&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;didn't eat much though coz don't have the appetite to eat. actually because i'm scared that i put on weight. haha. yah. haiz. anyway i went out with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;ika&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[yana's small sis] today. went to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the library then walk around at causeway point. after that i went to westmall alone. i walked around, looking at some stuffs. went to TOM AND STEPHANIE [ghee i hope i spelt that out right] to buy my mirage perfume. too bad the pink one not available so i bought the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;instead. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday was my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mom's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. i kind of frustrated at myself coz i wasn't in my best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mood yesterday so basically i was irritated at the slightest thing. anyway we went to eat but before that me n my sis went to look for the best present for my mom. it has been a long time i didn't went out with my sis. kind of miss the old times where me n my sis went out every week. but now she's too busy with her work. haiz. there's nothing that i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;on tuesday went out with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;adhana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;cindy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;pat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;belinda&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pat's small brother&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;we went to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;watch movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CINDERELLA STORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hehe. at first we planned to watch the 2.40 show&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but when we wot there the tickets were selling fast and by the time it's our turned to by the tickets it was sold out so we bought the 5.05 show. not too bad. anyway the show is funny and sweet. enjoyed that very much. thanks to cindy for inviting me to come along with her. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;CINDY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IS MY LAO GONG SO DON'T SNATCH HER AWAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FROM ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha. just kidding. i'm not a les ok. hehe. cindy is one of my very good friend. anyway the show is funny so i had a good laugh on that day. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, tomorrow is school day again. so is sat. going to BBQ with my family dis sat. can't believe that it's already thurs. time flies real quick huh. time for me to turn in. i wish: may tomorrow be a better day than today n yesterday. hehe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109474624902373139?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109474624902373139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109474624902373139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109474624902373139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109474624902373139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/out-out-out_09.html' title='out! out! out!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109452657839392049</id><published>2004-09-07T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:37:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iCe-CreAm TeSt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;person and often find yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;daydreaming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;about your past&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and future. You are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;quite conservative&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;values&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that your parents and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;teachers instilled in you still play an important part in your decision making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You're very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;careful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;circumspect&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;in all matters but you won't face any problems until&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they actually happen. Also you're a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vigorous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. You appear to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to those who don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;know you very well because you don't often reveal your feelings. You like to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;socialize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;among your peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;inventive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. Sometimes you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*taken from ice-cream test that my friend gave me through email...i don't think i'm cold n selffish though..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109452657839392049?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109452657839392049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109452657839392049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109452657839392049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109452657839392049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/ice-cream-test.html' title='iCe-CreAm TeSt'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109438710748274294</id><published>2004-09-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T20:25:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLLA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feeling kind of tired right now coz juz came back from boon lay where my aunt cooks for a wedding. yah. i did help a bit. i help to eat. haha. no lah. i helped my cousin to look after her child. she's getting active and naughty. my gawd. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUR IFRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yah. dats her name. anyway still have my tummy cramp. uncomfortable though. haiz but i think i'm ok. today is the last day that my mom n dad will be helping my aunt. i mean there's no more wedding.  my aunt said there will be on december. anyway &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 week holiday is on&lt;/span&gt; but i can't start to slack. have to do thorough revision. i hope my action will be carry out instead of words only. haha. i'm going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watch movie&lt;/span&gt; on tuesday. cinderella story. haha. then on thursday mayb will be going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt; with my bro, his girlfriend and his girlfriend's cousin i think. not confirm yet tho. on the sat will be going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bbq with my family&lt;/span&gt;. finally. has been a long time we do not have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family outing&lt;/span&gt;. my uncles, aunts and cousins will be there. yeah! hehe. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me n yana&lt;/span&gt; will be going out one of the days. just hang out. i hope not to have one week holiday disaster. haha. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chiaoz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109438710748274294?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109438710748274294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109438710748274294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109438710748274294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109438710748274294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/holiday-in-house.html' title='holiday in the house'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109431485739157006</id><published>2004-09-05T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:14:25.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoThiiiiin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; since dis afternoon. dis mornin i went breakfast with my mom at jp. after dat i met yana straight away to buy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt; at causeway point. we walked till my leg is aching. haha. went home right after dat. since then, i've been slacking at home all day. watching tv. i cooked spaghetti for myself coz my mom didn't cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway just chat with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ZARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's nice chatting with her abt some things that we haven't done&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for quite a long time. we were in the same kindergarten. seriously i didn't know that we were in the same kindergarten till she told me when we were in sec 1. i quickly looked at the pic straight away when she told me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think i have to go now. my stomach cramp has been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;killing and annoying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me all day afternoon. gtg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109431485739157006?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109431485739157006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109431485739157006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109431485739157006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109431485739157006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/nothiiiiin.html' title='NoThiiiiin'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109428363798624814</id><published>2004-09-04T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:40:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooo best!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;yestersay was THE BEST DAY ever. for the first time we got 45 mins PE and yesterday was the FIRST time that i felt 5B as a class. at first we played badminton in the hall but got chased out because other class wants to play also. we were angry coz playing badminton was the best game ever. then we played volleyball. it's funny coz none of us knows how to play volleyball. it was silly. we kept serving the ball turn by turn. bored by the game we played basketball. this was the best coz i love to see ZHONG WEI'S expression. it was SO FUNNY. his face was so stressed out when he was running with the ball. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yesterday in the evening i went to my uncle's house to see his new born son. his name is MUHD HAIMI. he is so small and reddish. not to mention big eyes too. haha. i love babies but scared to hold them coz i might hurt the baby accidentally. furthermore babies are so fragile. the risk of them getting hurt is high so scary to hold them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sooo yeah that was yesterday. haha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109428363798624814?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109428363798624814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109428363798624814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109428363798624814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109428363798624814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/09/soooooooo-best.html' title='soooooooo best!!!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109361003329071911</id><published>2004-08-27T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:15:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Am An OrAnGe TiGeR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;noor ismah bte hosni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;January/08/1987&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orange Tiger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;who tend to be cheerful, carefree, pure and gentle sort of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You possess a relaxed atmosphere, and although you seem a proud person, you are actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;friendly and open-hearted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You are not cautious towards people you meet for the first time, and be able to act openly to men as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You possess extremely honest character, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;never doubt others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You are too ready to believe others, and are not terribly good at bargaining and tactics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Your heart is too pure for that sort of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Your instinct and observing power is weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;But you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;enough to see things objectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Theory is very important for you, and therefore you are not good at fast action&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;broad-minded person&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and are well trusted by people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;too busy looking after the others&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and may loose yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You go about thing in your own pace, and you possess strong volunteering spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;But if something is unreasonable, you are very obstinate not to acknowledge it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You are a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;person with strong sense of justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You can be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;optimistic towards life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and believe everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; will settle just fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You like men who are well-dressed and smart, modern and educated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;After getting married you will be a caring wife, and tend to be busy going about doing lots of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i'm not proud though...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to find out abt urself check it out at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://noracom.net/eng/fortune/color_cheki2.php"&gt;http://noracom.net/eng/fortune/color_cheki2.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109361003329071911?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109361003329071911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109361003329071911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109361003329071911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109361003329071911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-orange-tiger.html' title='i Am An OrAnGe TiGeR!!!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109351840107905551</id><published>2004-08-26T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:38:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLACKING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EXAM COMING!!! AAAAARGH!!! hehe. what only ismah. ghee i'm bored. suppose to go jogging with hwee jing but she got lotsa tuition hwk. haha. me jogging. sound funny huh? kinda worried when people keep telling me i put on weight yah yah yah. makes my ear wanna explode. me n hwee jing plan to jog everyday except wkends lah. i'm trying to lose some weight. kinda regret joining netball. the tough training makes my muscles turn to FATS. haha. now i have flabby n big arms. or maybe i inherit it from my mom. nah. it's juz my laziness. i'm blaming people for my own laziness. I LOVE FOOD!!! what can i say. or mayb my bone is big. haha. STOP IT ISMAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;dis wkend going the wedding place where my mom is cooking. boleh CUCI MATA [looking at cute guys]. haha. juz looking lah. i'm dead if i were to flirt in front of my mom. no harm right juz looking at them???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;going to BBQ with my family on the 11th september. eh! don't be mistaken. i'm not celebrating the incident of the twin tower but to celebrate my mom's birthday lah which falls on 8th sept. anyway i dunno what to but for my mom. instead of studying, i'm slacking. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;speakin of which i didn't come to skool on monday n missed taking the last class photo. damn! the next day mida told me they took photos. stupid of me! haiz. no more class photo taking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;anyway gtg...take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109351840107905551?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109351840107905551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109351840107905551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109351840107905551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109351840107905551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/slacking.html' title='SLACKING!!!'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109318064055227828</id><published>2004-08-22T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:42:11.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Will Be Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Beauty queen of only eighteen&lt;br /&gt;She had some trouble with herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was always there to help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;br /&gt;I drove for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;And wound up at your door&lt;br /&gt;I've had you so many times but somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want more I don't mind spending everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I tend to get so insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;that moves us along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My heart is full and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my door's always open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I don't mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;broken smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She will be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I know where you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Alone in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you who you are&lt;br /&gt;I know that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;goodbye means nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Comes back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and begs me to catch her every&lt;/span&gt; time she falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;[in the background]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't try so hard to say goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Please don't try so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Yeah[softly]I don't mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Try so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Love the lyrics...love the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109318064055227828?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109318064055227828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109318064055227828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109318064055227828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109318064055227828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/she-will-be-loved.html' title='She Will Be Loved'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109317713613834457</id><published>2004-08-22T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:17:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GiViNg a HeLpIng HaNd</title><content type='html'>juz came back from wedding place where my aunt cook. it's been a long time i didn't go and help. today iwent but came late. i did help. it was fun, tiring and funny. at around 4+ there's this one aunty. she came to the kitchen keep askin abt the food packing. wah lau irritating ah. she like arrogant ah. cheh! greedy!!! had a good laugh with my mom and my aunt. hehe. it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night my auncle brought me and my cousin (his son) to eat at al-ameen. 2 plates of chicken rice took so long to be served. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so much for the fun. i haven't do my homework. argh! the never ending homework. i don't know what to write abt describing places. describing people is easier than describing places. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109317713613834457?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-109302138081426500</id><published>2004-08-21T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T01:03:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pure emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;currently my life sucks big time. really sucks. so many things to do yet so little time. haha. excuses huh. anyway dis past few days kinda like a piece of shit. first of all can't believe that prelim is starting very soon. eng paper  and practical is next week. 17th aug was my oral. i don't know how i did but i think i did ok. i don't know. for the last two days, my life is pure empty. memories came back and it sucks. why do they have to come back. damn! i have tried many ways to get over it but it just won't. u don't know what i am talking about aren't you. haha. never mind. i can't tell you but this is what i am feeling. just pure emptiness. short moments yet so many memories. someone tried to replace *someone* but it'll never be the same. i don't know whether it's me or what. argh! *get over it ismah* damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;each day school is getting boring. i can go sicko. haha. that's the word i have been using. -sicko-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; again in school felt empty too. though many people around me but it felt nothing. talking crap. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyway teachers day celebration is comin. what the heck. i don't care about them. i just hope school is over soon. but i can't wait for the concert. the people who is going to perform of course. haha. tomorrow is practical remedial. crap!!! i hate practical. shessh. better get some sleep before my crap mood is getting worse. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109302138081426500?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109302138081426500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109302138081426500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109302138081426500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109302138081426500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/pure-emptiness.html' title='pure emptiness'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109266384013984787</id><published>2004-08-16T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T21:44:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz another typical day</title><content type='html'>just came back home. i went out with my cousin just now. we went to holland village coffee bean where his girlfriend work. drink a lot that my stomach is about to burst now. haha. anyway today is the last day that me and my cousin hanging out together coz this wed he'll be at tekong. gonna miss him but i can't wait to see him botak. anak bulan. hehe. we talk about lots of stuff. i meet his girl. it's been long time i meet her.&lt;br /&gt;well, skool is kinda boring nowadays. the pressure is getting high though. haiz. i wish it's over soon. tomorrow is the o level oral. sucks!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what to say now. haha. basically my life sucks. nah! juz jokin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109266384013984787?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109266384013984787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109266384013984787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109266384013984787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109266384013984787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/juz-another-typical-day.html' title='juz another typical day'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109258059163099302</id><published>2004-08-15T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:36:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unstable</title><content type='html'>i'm sleepy but i can't sleep. slept at 4+ yesterday and now my head is spinning. studied my 2nd worse sub which is physics, it sucks but gotta endure. haiz. how i wish it's over soon. btw i got A2 for malay. can't believe it but alhamdulillah i got it. i thought after getting distinction i don't have any more worries but i was told that those who got A2 are encourage to retake to get A1. of course we weren't force to do it but have to make decision. after long thinking and discussion with my parents, i decided not to retake. it's not that i am proud and complacent that i got a distinction or because my parents have to pay for it again, but because i have to concentrate on the weaker subjects. this is the opportunity for me to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to my cousin house for doa slamat. he'll be going to serve the nation soon. can't wait to see him bald. *cheeky smile* haha. i'll be missing him though. he is my closest cousin. he wants me study hard and go to poly. that's what i want too. insya allah i will do my best. gotta get back to my physics. shit! tomorrow there's common test. ARGH! sucks man. nitez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109258059163099302?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109258059163099302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109258059163099302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109258059163099302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109258059163099302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/unstable.html' title='unstable'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109255743105990459</id><published>2004-08-15T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:10:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FaLL To PiEcEs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I looked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Then I look back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You try to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The things that you can't undo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;If I had my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'd never get over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Today's the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I pray that we make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Make it through the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Make it through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And I don't wanna fall to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I just want to sit and stare at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And I don't want a conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I just want to cry in front of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Cuz I'm in Love With you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You're the only one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'd be with till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When I come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You bring me back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Back under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Back into your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wanna know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wanna know where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I wanna know what this means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wanna know how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wanna know what is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I wanna know everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[Chorus without last line]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Cuz i'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*Avril Lavigne's song*&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/7752323-109255743105990459?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109255743105990459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109255743105990459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109255743105990459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109255743105990459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/fall-to-pieces.html' title='FaLL To PiEcEs'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109215763123092612</id><published>2004-08-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:07:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's already 12.52 am but i still can't get to sleep. yeah i have worries in my head right now. major worry is EXAM. IT SUCKS!!! damn. worse of all, gce o malay result is coming soon. it's abt 2 more wks i guess and oral is next wk. prelim is ard the corner  but in my head all i want is to ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY. what am i thinking. i keep delaying things i have to do. there's not much time left but i am still slacking. what the hell. prelim is next month but i am going to chalet during the one week holiday. haiz. i dunno whether i can make it or not. i maybe paying attention in skool, attending lessons but the things being thought doesn't seems to be in my head. i realised that din who rarely goes to school know more things than i am. gosh! i dunno what to do now. i don't expect a miracle coz there's no such thing unless i work hard. i just don't want to dissapppoint my parents that's all. also, i want to prove to my sister that i can make it. i have accepted her challenge but now i don't know whether i can make it or not. i am exaggerating right??? haha.. i'm talking crap early in the morning but at least i feel much better now. haha. should i say GOOD NIGHT  or  GOOD MORNING??? argh both also can lah. ciaos.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109215763123092612?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109215763123092612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109215763123092612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109215763123092612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109215763123092612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109212738389171767</id><published>2004-08-10T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T16:43:03.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Risk It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We can't blame others when love dwindles away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For we know from the start it never promised to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's just one of those things where the stakes are high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And sometimes it's forever, and sometimes it's goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When you love the right way you never lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No matter what path life may force you to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you may end up with tears or a broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but you knew what you signed up from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You can only give what you've got to give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And if tha't not enough, then you must continue to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Life will go on and broken heart will heal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You must continue on your quest, for that's the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Throw your heart into life and never stall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For the greatest risk is to risk nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You see, love is the only thing that we know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That can be divided and divided but continue to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And life isn't long enough to lock away our heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just because life may have forced two people apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You will continue to love and continue to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We will continue to pick and continue to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And then one day we will just risk it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Take the chains off our hearts and dismantle the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The last time we love will be the forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And never again will our hearts be forced to sever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We'll never have doubts that it'll go away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Because this time, it'll be here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But until then we must endure all the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For we only see sunshine if we can wait through the rain.&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/7752323-109212738389171767?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109212738389171767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109212738389171767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109212738389171767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752323/posts/default/109212738389171767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/2004/08/when-we-risk-it-all.html' title='When We Risk It All'/><author><name>iS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13580312437407960011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7752323.post-109206168114467048</id><published>2004-08-09T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:28:01.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>well, i'm feeling bored right now. i'm watching FRIENDS. very funny. haha. didn't do much today. only watching tv the whole day. see how bad i am. i want to pass my exam but didn't study. all i did was slack the whole day. i haven't even do my homework. gosh! besides watching tv, i joke with my cousin's children. they slept at my house yesterday but i didn't realise that. i realised when i woke up at abt 4+ because someone took my fav pillow. it took me some time to get back to sleep. sheesh! i watched singapore idol just now. my gawd! some were good though. some even can't sing. the funny guys are the one singing LEMON TREE and the one who sing without the voice. but hey i admire their courage to "sing" in front of the tv. some even humilliate themself in front of the tv. still, i found that funny and courageous. haha. this show open my eyes that singaporean have the courage and some have the talent. i hope singapore have it's own idol on their own. fortunately tomorrow is a school holiday. still have the time to do my homework. i have to go but before i go HAPPY 39th NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-109206096074507829</id><published>2004-08-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:16:00.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    Here I am missin you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope you feel the same way too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every night I think about our memories together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the promises you made to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That no matter what we'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;together  till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You left me when I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;leaving me right here crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To forget you that's what I'm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it seems that I can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every night I'm missing you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That words can't  describe how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coz what I feel is for real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm sorry that I have to ignore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but I just want to let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Though I may not show that I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our memories are always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A year past since you've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;without by my sideI feel that it's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are the first in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That made me don't want us to be apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here I am always to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoping you'll return to be with me some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now i just want to let you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How much I am missing you so...&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/7752323-109206096074507829?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109206096074507829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752323&amp;postID=109206096074507829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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certain things in life that we cannot run away n even if we did, it will turn back for you to face it again.anyway here are the things that i did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WED: i still cannot forget what happened to me on the wednesday.i find it shocking.it's not something bad but something strange.after i got back from school i headed to the SUNSHINE  to buy something.i bought PEEL FRESH drink.before i want to pay the drink i asked the man to go 1st coz i was taking out the coins from my bag.when the man is about to finish paying his stuff, he told the cashier to scan my drink too.i was shock n said it's ok, i'll pay it but the man insist.outside i thanked him again but the man said it's ok.he paid it for me because i let him to pay 1st.he is a friendly man and he meant no harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THURS: i didn't go to school coz i have a tummy ache. mida, syima, ana n yana came to my house after school to take the cooler and the radio. they made a lot of noise. well, that's my friends. hehe. they lent a lot of VCDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FRI: national days at skool quite boring but it end early. then i went home to cook the noodles. after that i vacuum the house. met adhana at 2.50 at her house. syimah's father picked us up at ard 3.30. the funny thing was adhana and i forgot the most important thing ever which was the chicken. poor syimah's father. we have to turned back. but it was funny. of all the things we forgot the chicken. at the bbq, aisha, eisha n nana said i'm quiet but i don't think i am. i was eating and talking. hehe. there's nothing wrong with me. ride the bicycle with syima. it's been a long time i ride a bicycle. felt weird at first but i got hang on to it. it was fun and tiring. we came home quite late. i reached home almost 1. mom n dad wasn't happy about it. mom didn't talk to me but my bro said just keep quiet if my mom said anything. my bro picked me up at bt panjang int.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SAT: because mom is angry with me she wake me up early in the morning so that i can help her. in order to relief her, i did what she told me to do. i don't have any choice. i tried to explain to her but it's no use. it was partially my fault too. her anger with me doesn't last long though. in the afternoon i went to my cousin house because it's his daughter and son birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SUN: stay home all day. got a diarrhoe coz i ate too much papayas the previous day. now my stomach hurts like hell. hehe. hopefully tomorrow is a better day. anyway HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE. haha. crap. chao. peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109197461953512194?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752323.post-109145168027183053</id><published>2004-08-02T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T21:01:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed+Emo</title><content type='html'>what a nice day to sleep with the kind of weather...y i am suddenly talkin abt the weather...i'm sleeeeeepyyyyy...my afternoon nap ain't enuf...haha...anyway feelin kind of f*** up coz not many people going to turn up for the pit...what the hell...adha took the trouble to organise the gathering but many people gave the stupid crappy excuse like there are more malay people, exam is comin and other stupid crap...or worst still bcoz they have to pay...when no one organise it many people ask for it and when someone has organise it what the give are EXCUSES EXCUSES EXCUSES!!!i don't care anymore...all i know i try to have fun with the people turning up...&lt;br /&gt;today no PE...boring...cannot play badminton... =(&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my father's birthday...i've bought for him present...i hope he likes it...i love him loads...he worked hard for the family and protected me when i need it...for that i'm thankful... he has been patient and tolerance towards my siblings' attitudes...for that i love him...i don't know what i'm going to do without him...worse of all without his laughter and his jokes...he may not read this but still i wish him HAPPY BIRTHDAY and I LOVE YOU DAD!!! ok i'm getting emotional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752323-109145168027183053?l=luvarelasta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvarelasta.blogspot.com/feeds/109145168027183053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>haha...my first time...finally get a blog...thanx to my dear friend adha...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maceh eh&lt;/span&gt;...rajin kau...i can't sponsor you the clown costume ah tapi next wk kita have fun abis2 ah okie...hehe...tak sabar aku...skool today cam biasa jugak... nothing much happen la...there's no bio lesson =(... yazid n thaha make joke today until cikgu maimoon laugh also...finally i get to eat cempedak today...it's the same family as the jackfruit...i dunno what it is call...the fruit my brother's girlfriend's father gave...i'm&amp;nbsp;glad that my brother is happy with his girlfriend...he deserve a loving girlfriend...hehe...my stomach is full...argh!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; GOOD NIGHT MY LOVELY PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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