<?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-7464405352182595888</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:43:15.577+08:00</updated><category term='he&apos;s leaving me.'/><category term='is there any way to meet?'/><category term='clumsy guy.'/><category term='that thought.'/><category term='LATEST UPDATES'/><category term='goodbyes do work'/><category term='April Fool Day (:'/><category term='scared'/><category term='today&apos;s horoscope'/><category term='short minded people'/><category term='memories flashback.'/><category term='bby i can see your halo.'/><category term='its ok. i take it all.'/><category term='100th post'/><category term='what about that promise?'/><category term='blog is up again. yay.'/><category term='when today marks a year'/><category term='imy.'/><category term='if it&apos;s wrong to do what&apos;s right'/><category term='jangan pernah berubah'/><category term='edit.'/><category term='forgive me.'/><category term='i&apos;m nothing without you.'/><title type='text'>Memories Flashback baby.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6822965003201901526</id><published>2009-09-10T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:23:59.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling blueee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SqkHMWloJzI/AAAAAAAAAow/M5maE1x6LFI/s1600-h/8ded92bfcc029490c8204bb9ae11c5e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379839138673993522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SqkHMWloJzI/AAAAAAAAAow/M5maE1x6LFI/s200/8ded92bfcc029490c8204bb9ae11c5e2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; ; blueeeeyyyy year baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like blogger is okay alr. can upload the pictures again without having to go to a picture uploading server to upload one damn picture. haha. i'm feeling very lethargic despite sleeping like a pig in the afternoon. went to make my new passport today. idk what the heck is wrong with wearing hair band -.- the picture i took was miserable. hair in a mess. wth. but whatever. its just a picture ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, headed off to geylang. my brothers need to buy their baju raya. searched like almost the entire joo chiat complex, finally, they found a shop. they bought blue. coincidently, i've gotten a blue too for my baju raya. so, i pestered sis to buy a blue baju raya too since she only have one and its not blue. i told her to buy a blue baju so that she wouldnt be left out. haha. so, she searched for her blue baju raya and then she found a blue songket. niceee. haha. after that, we bought some foods for break fast and headed home. very very tired. i'm so excited for this year hari raya. one, because all my siblings are wearing the same colour this year, like FINALLY. except for my parents. i pestered them to buy blue too. haha. &amp;amp; second, because baby got blue for his baju raya too. like the 2nd or 3rd year in a row we COINCIDENTLY got the same colour for our baju raya. first was 2006, cream colour. 2007 was brown. woohoo. haha. 2008, didnt manage to get the same cuz my family decided not to wear baju kurung but some sort of pants and blouse costume. 2009, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BLUEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt; hahahs. exciteddd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, last monday, went to break fast outside with the malay peeps. its was fun especially towards the end on the day. only baby and i know :) hehehehe. pictures is still with baby. promised dina and sykin to pass the photos but you know, him, being slow always. hahaha. oppss. sorry. alright. long post already. haha. byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 16 more dayssssss! hehe )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6822965003201901526?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6822965003201901526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6822965003201901526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6822965003201901526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6822965003201901526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-blueee.html' title='feeling blueee.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SqkHMWloJzI/AAAAAAAAAow/M5maE1x6LFI/s72-c/8ded92bfcc029490c8204bb9ae11c5e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-7812129638459450413</id><published>2009-09-06T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:48:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/716wco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;; green or red. you choose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright. i'm updating. holidays are here. like ohh wow. been looking forward to it for so long. just here for a short update alright. i'm very tired, doing this stupid blogskin. changing the codes here and there. and, viola! haha. okay. i wanna watch transformers now. sis bout it few days ago. transformers one. haha. so outdated. but i'm loving it since i watched transformers; revenge of the fallen with baby and brother. woo. they made me addicted to it -.- okay. i wanna watch now. tata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; counting down to 20 more days! i so can't wait :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7812129638459450413?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7812129638459450413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7812129638459450413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7812129638459450413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7812129638459450413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/09/cure.html' title='the cure.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/716wco_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8461192732696098485</id><published>2009-08-28T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:47:10.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macabre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/vhaow9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i longed for tea and biscuits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just a short update. feeling so lethargic now that i don't have the mood to update a long post. had prelims and O level english oral just now. screwed SS paper wholly, obviously. english was pretty okay. i did my best. after exams, went to the library and practice for oral. went up with baby and diyana followed after. few mins after that, baby headed for prayers while i stay on for oral. oral was okay i guess. talked a lot for the picture discussion. screwed a little on the reading. conversation was some random questions abt "will you like to be a newspaper reporter?" -.- and i answered, no. elaborated on my points. for the personal question, the examiner asked me 3 question. "why don't you want to be a newspaper reporter?" and "what are the advantages and disadvantages of being a newspaper reporter?" funny question ya. global question was "many people are fighting with each other in this world. what are your views?" answered a lot. relate some things abt history. overall, was okay. hopefully i pass the oral. one of the examiner had a stern look. wonder what is his problem? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after oral, went back home with baby. he went back to school to submit his folio and presentation board and waited for me :D collected some food from the GO. asked baby to carry it :P hahaha. yeah, i'm a bad gf. baby kept emphasising on "eh, just came back from market uh?" grrr. because there were a lot of food that was given. milo 3-in-1, natural valey oats, chocolate, two boxes of small cornflakes, two boxes of crackers and two tuna cans :D heavy laa. i can't carry it all by myself. so i bullied baby and asked him to carry it instead :D he sent me to cck mrt and i went home from there because he need to rush home for asar prayers and so do i :D okay. elaborated a lot alr. gtg now. very tired. buhbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8461192732696098485?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8461192732696098485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8461192732696098485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8461192732696098485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8461192732696098485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/macabre.html' title='macabre.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/vhaow9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1574916899200646532</id><published>2009-08-24T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:54:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burned by words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2u795z9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20birthday%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Happy Birthday Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u264/luciaorlando/Emoticons/f0424ea25f87db180cc7ddd90b43762af4c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all your wishes and dreams come true. all the best in your life. may you be blessed with an enjoyful life ahead till you meet your next birthday. Happy Birthday once again darling. i love you very very much &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20birthday%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="happy birthday Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k224/kartheen/emoticons/277.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;reply to taggies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyza: yess aishah ? eu called me ? hahahas !&lt;br /&gt;fyza: aishah , lagu nie lagu ape ehhs ? sedap siol . hehehes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ yeahs. i calling calling you :P erm 21 guns by green day :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMA: Oh, da buka balik. aku ingtkn tknk blog lagi. tts why aku tk tag.hahah! replied !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ O.o! ohh. okay. dar bukak balek dar. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz: Alamak i not sure leh. Cos when my bro gave me the ipod , it was alr with the sticker and games all dwnloaded alr . And im now tagging using my ipod touch ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ ohh. okay. nvm. i figured out abt the apps alr. can ask your bro where he bought the sticker? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ibannet: hallu. wow nice blog. im going to shut down my blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ hey. thanks. ohh. why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm kind of wondering abt so much things now. particularly that one thing. idk what else to say. burned by words. its ironic how thing are now. whatever.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; all i know is i love you baby.&lt;/span&gt; thats all i'm going to say. school was preety bored. esp english. i just can't help my eyes from shutting. when it comes to CME, all the malays were dead. we were so tired. we watched class video and the speech day cd that was given to all graduating classes. kinda nice. after that went to the library to a project which i don't have a sense on what it is abt -.- meet baby and went home with diyana along. k. just a short update. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1574916899200646532?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1574916899200646532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1574916899200646532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1574916899200646532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1574916899200646532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/burned-by-words.html' title='burned by words.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/2u795z9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1898178560074664920</id><published>2009-08-23T20:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:18:00.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twitched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/302ruqh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so trust me when i said, te amo &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="heart Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k73/marinateo88/emoticons/heart.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i heard that my class will be changing with 4E2 starting tmr because one of their classmate has some leg problems or smth. thats what i heard. transferring to the old classroom i was in during semester one. which means, AIR CON! but too bad. cannot switch on the air con but only after 2 -.-&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whats the point of switching it on anyway? exams on friday. o level el oral also on friday. damn. how am i suppose to live on that day? a whole day with english aint cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm so lazy to go to school tmr. i've been skipping sch on monday for a lot of weeks &lt;img border="0" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e131/kevncoll/Emoticons/519dccc2.gif" /&gt; i so can't wait for the september holiday. i so need a break. so, ystd had iftar with my family members at my grandma house. all the old cousins spent the time playing &lt;em&gt;bunga api&lt;/em&gt; after solat maghrib. yeah. we all had deprived childhood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;seriously ystd, all seems like its the first time playing &lt;em&gt;bunga api&lt;/em&gt; -.-&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha. it was so so fun with them. tho darling wasnt there, i had fun with kak faezah, kak hidayah, zakiah, saufi, safwah, syaza and my princess &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Myspace Emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/HeroDave/Emoticons/Smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sis was so sporting that she came down after her work despite being so so tired. she was supposed to end work at 9 but she ended early since there's no more flight that she's in charge in. we persuaded our uncle to treat us ice cream. at first he gave us 5 bucks -.-&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was like O.o?? &lt;i&gt;pak busu, maner cukop? ader byk perot nak makan ni! belom tambah yg nanti balek terawih.&lt;/i&gt; and the rest laughed and agreed with me. then he went to his van and took 14 bucks. so we went to sheng shiong and bought ice cream. kak hidayah drived after we persuaded her tho the distance was so so near -.-&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha. i really had fun ystd. i can't wait for next week iftar &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x223/tarcisiofake/Emoticons/20.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if my parents can make it &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Myspace Emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/HeroDave/Emoticons/Smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this year having iftar every weekend. so so fun. ystd my mum cooked mee goreng. had, ayam masak lemak cili padi, rendang and much more. really ate a lot ystd. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright. i gtg. need to do d&amp;amp;t. idk whether i could finish it by tuesday. hmms. buhbye. ohh btw. HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY DARLING! (tmr) hehe. ily laa darling! hope you will have a happy life ahead, amin &lt;img border="0" alt="Myspace Emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/HeroDave/Emoticons/Smile.gif" /&gt; kesian birthday kener puaser &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughing%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e131/kevncoll/Emoticons/519dccc2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love you &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l177/ravensroost50/Emoticons/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/302ruqh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-2949055848741363995</id><published>2009-08-22T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:53:49.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Ramadhan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/6yfhps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; Salam Ramadhan to all muslims :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i change my blog skin again. itchy hands. haha. erm. so today is the first day of fasting. wohoo! so excited. later having iftar with my family members. haha. can't wait. but idk whether going or not since my mum is busy with her kuihs order. hmms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so, i actually got B3 for my mother tongue results. kind of predicted i got that grade but still disappointed. sigh. so, i'm retaking it tho my sis goes against it. what can i do? sigh. nvm. i;m over it :) darling birthday is in 3 days time. hahaa. mr wong's birthday is 4 days time. woo. i told darling that i will give her present late :) hehe. and i'm darn happy that i do not have to fast for my birthday this year :D haha. after how many years of waiting -.- haha. prelims in abt 6 days time. definitely not prepared. erm, ok i gtg. buhbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;random note: grrr. baby always wake up late on weekends &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="**2 Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii310/serena200305/Emoticons/zoinho2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2949055848741363995?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2949055848741363995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2949055848741363995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2949055848741363995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2949055848741363995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/salam-ramadhan.html' title='Salam Ramadhan.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/6yfhps_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8002957559105194933</id><published>2009-08-18T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:02:15.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wondered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/soad80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; when all hope was gone. you're the one i cling on to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;today is just miserable. no point mentioning it here. i'm so stress. idk why its so absurd. whatever it is, the answer just shocked me. i wonder how can someone let go of the person they love the most? i'll hve to dig the answer myself. for now, i reserve my feelings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i've heard from diyana that mother tongue results will be out tmr. idk why i dont give a shit abt it. i dont want to think abt it. its making me sick. well, whatever. lets see how tmr past. and damn. tmr is the last day for the workshop. it'll end ard 5 plus. shit. so lazy to go. but, kena warned alr kan? just go jer laa. so, i changed my blog skin again. cuz i find it cool. alright. i'll stop tossing here. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8002957559105194933?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8002957559105194933/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1279069738712008551</id><published>2009-08-17T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:04:18.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/wafxww.jpg" width="170" height="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need the reason why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i have to find another alternative to upload picture to this blogger. ergh. so, i ditched school today. because my ankle is swollen due to the fall last friday during pe and i can't walk properly with this bandage at my leg. grrr. funny. so, i spent the day surfing the net, converting movie for my ipod. ohh. surprisingly all my other songs didnt disappear from my ipod when i plug in the usb cable to the comp. and i downloaded a lot of applications for my ipod :) some games too :) i've uploaded twilight and the lion king movie to my ipod. haha. trying to get the transformers movie but.. sigh. nvm. haha. and i replaced all the pictures. yes, ALL! baby knows why i replaced it. haha. i deleted the music videos in my ipod just to save some space for the other movies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay. i'm having a hard time doig the exploded diagram. really very stress. i've yet to finish this dnt folio. argh! stress. sigh. hmms. baby's not feeling well. hopefully he feels much better today :) okay. gtg now. buhbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1279069738712008551?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1279069738712008551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3177915789894817804</id><published>2009-08-16T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:38:24.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;blogger is making me more tempted to move on to LJ. fuck. this week, got injured a lot. first, i sliced my small finger on the left hand with the potato skin slicer. second, on friday, i fell down while playing captain ball during PE. i sprained my right leg and injured my left leg. now, it got a purple patch on my knee. damn it. my left leg is just ruined by scars. scars since i was a kid, a BIG SCARE on my leg and knee. and now, another scar again. how suey. and ystd, i hurt my palm while opening a straw from the packet -.- the sharp part hit my palm and it bleed. ya, suey week for me. okay. not in the mood actually. just a short update. buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for all i care. i'll just store it deep to my heart. no point talking abt it when it can't be bothered. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3177915789894817804?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3177915789894817804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3177915789894817804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3177915789894817804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3177915789894817804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitch.html' title='bitch.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-6877105892768305599</id><published>2009-08-12T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:53:58.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress is the suitable word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SoLWbXkhG-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/4xGPYGuLEZ4/s1600-h/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369089471451044834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SoLWbXkhG-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/4xGPYGuLEZ4/s200/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; for the better life, i dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;screwed mt project. damn, i'm stress! hopefully tmr fly fast *praying hard*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and shit! d&amp;amp;t date due is this friday! aww man! now i'm stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; i miss my princess :( get well soon darling. love you.&lt;br /&gt;okay. just a random post. buhbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6877105892768305599?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SoLWbXkhG-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/4xGPYGuLEZ4/s72-c/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-2433838480525433938</id><published>2009-08-11T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:56:33.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just too much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i'm back. changed my blog skin. just a short update jer. i dont wish to post a long one now. seriously not in the mood. heck care laa eh. okay. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: tell me. is it reasonable for someone to be angry just because you do smth fast? hmms. i wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2433838480525433938?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2433838480525433938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2433838480525433938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2433838480525433938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2433838480525433938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-too-much.html' title='just too much.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-566410747340360164</id><published>2009-08-06T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:53:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's kind of funny for me to not start the entry with a picture, but, i will have pictures on the later part of the post. so, first of all, a very HAPPY WAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO HIDAYAT AND FARDIANA! i didn't manage to msg Fardiana cuz i dont have her number but i did msg Hidayat. good luck in everything that you do. misses you guys company :) meet up if there's time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, secondly, my first day of the week back to school. man, it feels like i missed a great number of things when i wasn't around. ya, my beautiful rock voice became a comedy to some. haha. i can't deny that i do sound stupid with this voice. *screams* I WANT MY ORIGINAL VOICE BACK!! haha. k, whatever. school was, err, not so bad laa except for EL. damn. no comments. D&amp;amp;T was, weird? mr wong kept smiling. i wonder what made his day -.- haha. math was mundane as ever. standard. so, after sch, went to the library to actually do SS SBQ test. but i did my essay. and i got another history assignment which is due tmr. wow. i surely do missed a lot of lessons for the past 3 days. after that, met baby with his chem teacher and learnt, again, about mole concept. yes, NOW! i got the clear picture, wth is MOLE concept, Mr(Ar), concentration and etc. then, we went to eat lunch. aww. 3 days of not eating lunch with baby is really disastrous. (but i did actually got 1 day :P) ate lunch with Kau Jie and Nelson. after that, went baby's class to finish up the SS SBQ test but i ended up doing till part (b) -.- haha. hang out with baby :D then went home. he was being NUTS to ask me to backtrack when the train comes but in the end, he send me home :D thanks dearest. and ohh! i got two kisses from the two burpees today! hehe. thanks shikin and farhanah. (i hope my disease doesn't spread. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, yesterday, went to grandma house to recite Yaasin since its Malam Nisbu Syaaban. unfortunately, my period came and i can't recite it. so, what did i do? i went ard and take pictures of my grandma's beautiful KAMPONG house. YES! KAMPONG! HAHA. don't believe me? let the pictures do the talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZ0F-N1CI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fDNVAppkM94/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366841394944922658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZ0F-N1CI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fDNVAppkM94/s200/DSC00745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZVoy7qPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vxx31ViaJw4/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840871716890866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZVoy7qPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vxx31ViaJw4/s200/DSC00735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(from left) sis eating. haha. and that is the place where i used to play when i was a kid. the last time i went inside this was when the time i dont have to bend down. but now, i need :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZzdVl_FI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Aij5wBTYvx4/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366841384037121106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZzdVl_FI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Aij5wBTYvx4/s200/DSC00741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZzmEA-MI/AAAAAAAAAnE/QVWtlk7BRSM/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366841386379311298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZzmEA-MI/AAAAAAAAAnE/QVWtlk7BRSM/s200/DSC00743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) the swing that i used to sit on and play :) iffah on the swing :) i think the swing has been there for years. it was there ever since i was born :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZXLdfxGI/AAAAAAAAAm0/cqAuBdVbulQ/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840898202092642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZXLdfxGI/AAAAAAAAAm0/cqAuBdVbulQ/s200/DSC00740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZXErYiaI/AAAAAAAAAms/X5cjGYmBz_4/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840896381290914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZXErYiaI/AAAAAAAAAms/X5cjGYmBz_4/s200/DSC00739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) MY BELOVED KAMPONG! :) i dont have to go all the way to malaysia just to feel the kampong environment :) scd pic: thats the so called front door. it will only be open when there's a kenduri. and the first thing u'll see is the dining table (below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZWZdMxEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/EuyRfnttIxk/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840884779074626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZWZdMxEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/EuyRfnttIxk/s200/DSC00738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZWCankuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/M4iBEb_3NFo/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840878594233058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZWCankuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/M4iBEb_3NFo/s200/DSC00737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iffah :) see how wide the area is? seriously, its fun to play catching, badminton, soccer and many else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY6rdjiLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/M47idA-Y58s/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840408576067762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY6rdjiLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/M47idA-Y58s/s200/DSC00734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY6dL4r0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YdrXQQsuOV4/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840404743860034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY6dL4r0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YdrXQQsuOV4/s200/DSC00733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) a part of the place where i need to bend down. haha. scd pic: the dining area. yeah. we eat outside :) with the cool breeze, it fits everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY52NgKfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/-7JPjoawZLU/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840394281658866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY52NgKfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/-7JPjoawZLU/s200/DSC00731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY5qFaTLI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WOqxcTO3o0Q/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840391026494642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY5qFaTLI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WOqxcTO3o0Q/s200/DSC00730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) baby said it looks like a swimming pool -.- wth. haha. that is the place where i use to bathe, naked, when i was a kid. now, they used it to take wudhu, to wash clothes and also to wash our hands after eating :) scd pic: that's the kitchen. last time the floor used to be in cement. but now, it's been tiled like our normal kitchen tiles :) big right? comfortable for kenduri times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXufVFduI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WAUXkFo_I5Y/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366839099649259234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXufVFduI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WAUXkFo_I5Y/s200/DSC00728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXt66SIeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/qmzErorasaU/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366839089873166818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXt66SIeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/qmzErorasaU/s200/DSC00727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY5cUwNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/7uBZDbuBuqc/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) my uncles room and my aunts room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXtWUPHvI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NpRQB6fnrR0/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366839080049909490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXtWUPHvI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NpRQB6fnrR0/s200/DSC00726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXtJM_KlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8ZHDrfDeHOI/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366839076529842770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXtJM_KlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8ZHDrfDeHOI/s200/DSC00725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left) the hall way and the dining room. but they never use the room. just for display and putting foods if there is a kenduri :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXswoaqpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/EzfaJOW2nH8/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366839069934004882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrXswoaqpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/EzfaJOW2nH8/s200/DSC00724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY5cUwNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/7uBZDbuBuqc/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366840387332748466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrY5cUwNLI/AAAAAAAAAls/7uBZDbuBuqc/s200/DSC00729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(from left) thats the living room. but trust me, NO ONE sit there. hahahs. we prefer to sit outside, the place where i called the dining place. its really comforty and a nice place to have a chat :) scd pic: thats the stairs. and that bed used to be my grandmas'. since she left us, we decided to leave the bed as it is there. it acts as the place where we last seen her :) but, NOBODY sleeps on that bed :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. okay. enuf of it? i think it sure does. sorry for the long post. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; wooo! sis went to rebond her hair today. and it really looks like...... haha. azean knows what i called for REBOND TYPE hair. hahahas. okay. i'll end off now. TMR NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION! last year celebrating it. so i asked baby to bring his camera so that i could snap pictures :) hehe. maybe going to hang out with baby. maybe watching G.I JOE! aww. i so can't wait :) hehehe. ok ok. i'm done now. buhbye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-566410747340360164?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/566410747340360164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=566410747340360164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/566410747340360164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/566410747340360164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/nuts.html' title='nuts.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnrZ0F-N1CI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fDNVAppkM94/s72-c/DSC00745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6103253445434649030</id><published>2009-08-04T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:20:05.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ain't a surprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SngG7m3rI7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/SHVlZ36rc24/s1600-h/How_long_can_I_pretend__by_nono_sukar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366046577128055730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SngG7m3rI7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/SHVlZ36rc24/s320/How_long_can_I_pretend__by_nono_sukar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;ohh really? i wonder why i ain't surprise :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. really. i'm not surprised that i wasn't informed abt it. ohh well. nvm. i don't really bother about all this simple and small things. after all, it's just a few snaps. haha. so, i ditched school for the second day now. despite being sick, i did my D&amp;amp;T which i'm surprised that i suddenly had the motivation to touch the dusty old folio. nvm. one more week, and i can just let go of D&amp;amp;T, 90% of it. so, i stayed, alone, again at home. played the comp, did D&amp;amp;T, sleep. my day was just meaningless today. however, upon meeting baby, i was exhilarated. cuz its been 3 days of not meeting :( sobs. ate lunch together. he had the urge to laugh at my beautiful rock voice but he hold it back cuz he was exhausted and he knows that i'll kill him if he laugh at me. haha. tmr last day MC. idk whether i should be excited to go back to school or not. ohh well. a big 'W'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh. nice. my throat is back to worst. it was better this morning. but after meeting baby for lunch, its gone worst again. i only had porridge sia. grrr. haha. for the past two nights, i've been sleeping like a pig. not drooling, never. but tossing. sis was pissed with me till she asked me to sleep outside :( those past two nights too, i've been replying baby msges without even knowing what i was typing -.- haha. i've been replying him 1 msg for every hour. worst, i didn't reply at all till i wake up the next morning :( how horrible is that? sorry baby. but, he's being such a dearest that he understand my condition :D ty baby. really, i'm a dumb. haha. okay. i'm done for today. buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6103253445434649030?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6103253445434649030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6103253445434649030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6103253445434649030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6103253445434649030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-aint-surprise.html' title='it ain&apos;t a surprise.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SngG7m3rI7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/SHVlZ36rc24/s72-c/How_long_can_I_pretend__by_nono_sukar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1243573033870156747</id><published>2009-08-03T12:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:52:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnZj38PkoWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/5S4ht-5zAPo/s1600-h/touch_me_i__m_sick_by_DonaRita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365585818773922146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnZj38PkoWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/5S4ht-5zAPo/s320/touch_me_i__m_sick_by_DonaRita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; touch me. i'm sick :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ditched school again. for a LEGAL excuse this time. i've got 3 days MC. cool or what? haha. so, i'll just slack all the way at home. i've gotten sore throat, flu plus cough from &lt;em&gt;i-don't-know-who-the-hell-spread-this-disease-to-me&lt;/em&gt; person. haha. my voice is a piracy from some famous rock singer which i so can't remember the name =/ haha. crap. ohh. btw. i'm chatting with this someone, who appears to be online, msn-ing, right under his teacher's nose -.- or maybe there wasn't any teacher at all O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnZqn3ZdDuI/AAAAAAAAAk0/6kJ4k6M2aUg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365593239176679138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnZqn3ZdDuI/AAAAAAAAAk0/6kJ4k6M2aUg/s200/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes. this person is seriously a gundu! hahahahas. but, wth. cool! free wireless in his classroom!? cool shit laaaa! haha. nvm nvm. humpft. so, i made a new spectacles with sis ystd night at westmall. we both got the same brand but different colour. i envy hers. pink colour! hahaha. will be getting it next week. ohh. damn. i'm gonna miss a lot from school in the next 3 days. seriously. i'll only be back in school on thursday? so, only 2 pathetic days in sch? -.- damn! haha. okay. i need a rest! byeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;taggies reply: &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fiz: fuhhhhhh, hijau nyerrrr! haha. anw, relink yaw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~soon k? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hannah: i know you miss me..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~mak! perasan nyer nenek ni. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tiq: aiyoh .. flu fever n sore throat ? :0 get well soon k kak aishah ! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~hehe. thanks sis :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rau: haas, okay. it's too touching till my class complain if watch that b4 ppr, confirm formula all frget :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rau: * okay tt's nt a nice emoticon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ wah! takkan smpi tak igt sey? hahaha. nvm, its okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiN: how come i saw him this morning but didnt see you?? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~because i wasn't there? hahaha. u know laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keem: hahahaha! Told you, i never regret buying this phone! Free internet everywhere!! Muahahaha. Chat at msn ok? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~humpft. dar laa. takmu action. hahahaha. sureeeee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1243573033870156747?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1243573033870156747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1243573033870156747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1243573033870156747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1243573033870156747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-you.html' title='with you,'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnZj38PkoWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/5S4ht-5zAPo/s72-c/touch_me_i__m_sick_by_DonaRita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6220732220391629558</id><published>2009-07-31T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:03:27.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnL3qOrB35I/AAAAAAAAAkM/tH8hupH-ISY/s1600-h/Lagune_of_Venice__by_theSunoverthere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364622411016822674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnL3qOrB35I/AAAAAAAAAkM/tH8hupH-ISY/s320/Lagune_of_Venice__by_theSunoverthere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;lagune of venice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to go venice! seriously. sigh. ohh. finally i'm done with my artefact. haha. mr chua helped me :) and. damn. i'm haing sore throat. i hate it :( cuz i just don't want to eat the lozenges. so, i just have to drink lots of water. baby is still at kelas agama. bored bored. err, okay a  few number of people asked me to relink them -.- haha. wait wait. kinda busy this few days that i only got to hold this comp on friday. if desperate, i'll excess the net thru my iPod which can be done in the mrt stations when i went home from sch. erm, okay. i want to rest now. buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6220732220391629558?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6220732220391629558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6220732220391629558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6220732220391629558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6220732220391629558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain.html' title='the pain.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SnL3qOrB35I/AAAAAAAAAkM/tH8hupH-ISY/s72-c/Lagune_of_Venice__by_theSunoverthere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3856545834708960612</id><published>2009-07-28T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:50:32.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delusional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sm6B4uIsgnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/SQ3x75JKlec/s1600-h/one_last_promise__by_vicious_murder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363367017701999218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sm6B4uIsgnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/SQ3x75JKlec/s320/one_last_promise__by_vicious_murder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; she gave one last shot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ditched school! yay -.- haha. i have an appointment today so, i decided to ditched school. even though the appointment is at 3.30pm. haha. &amp;amp; i changed my blog skin again. itchy hands. i know. okay so prelims is like ard 4 more weeks. and mt O level result will be out around the national day week. scary huh? all the best to all :) ok. i want to do my folio now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3856545834708960612?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3856545834708960612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3856545834708960612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3856545834708960612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3856545834708960612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/delusionised.html' title='delusional'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sm6B4uIsgnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/SQ3x75JKlec/s72-c/one_last_promise__by_vicious_murder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4571714439406960206</id><published>2009-07-24T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:57:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreaker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Smm711S5sXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/dTlTrRfILZo/s1600-h/Just_because_I_had_a_heart_I_by_Innocence_on_a_stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362023364875104626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Smm711S5sXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/dTlTrRfILZo/s320/Just_because_I_had_a_heart_I_by_Innocence_on_a_stick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;just because i have a heart, it does not mean it has to be taken for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know. i realised. now. i'll take every words deep in my heart. its easy to be forgiven, but not forgotten. you tore me apart. real apart. it left a deep bleeding cut in my heart. and it will remain as a scar. there's no words to express how the hell i'm feeling right now and all these while. there's nothing else for me to say. i'll just shut up and i'll hide it all to myself. after all, what does it matter to you? the answer lies in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4571714439406960206?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4571714439406960206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4571714439406960206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4571714439406960206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4571714439406960206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/heartbreaker.html' title='heartbreaker.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Smm711S5sXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/dTlTrRfILZo/s72-c/Just_because_I_had_a_heart_I_by_Innocence_on_a_stick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6896851825813421530</id><published>2009-07-19T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:15:09.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking, talking, talking, talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SmL0Qla5F9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/qZZHLoET1w0/s1600-h/good_bye_by_hypertech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360115072284301266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SmL0Qla5F9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/qZZHLoET1w0/s320/good_bye_by_hypertech.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; because she waited with no guarantees that he's coming back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i watched harry potter and the half blood prince last night. the 2315hrs show. damn. its the second worst harry potter movie i've ever watched. first worst was order of the phoenix. i wasted my time watching the boring movie. my favourite is still harry potter and the goblet of fire. bored movie. didn't put more details on the movie. they changed a lot of facts from the original plot. hah. whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, just now, i went to 2 jemputan. aunt and her neighbour came to my house and waited for my parents to come back home from mosque. after that, we headed to grandma house and fetched another one of my aunt and we went to the first jemputan at Aljunied. the food there was awesome. soon after, we headed to Punggol. abg adif's cousin wedding. once we reached there, i saw my nephew. aww, i miss him! seriously, he's fat now. darling, what exactly did you feed him with? -.- the ceremony was cool. there was a bengali dance. aint it so cool? aniq was just staring at them. no reaction at all in his dads' arm. so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright, so. i don't exactly know what is going on now. but i guess decision has been made and it will stay that way. that's all i'm gonna say now. ok. bye. [edits at 8.14PM] &amp;amp; SERIOUSLY, I CAN'T STAND ALL THESE ANYMOREEE LAA EH! get that to your head![/edits]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6896851825813421530?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6896851825813421530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6896851825813421530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6896851825813421530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6896851825813421530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/talking-talking-talking-talk.html' title='talking, talking, talking, talk.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SmL0Qla5F9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/qZZHLoET1w0/s72-c/good_bye_by_hypertech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-9090541166004083147</id><published>2009-07-17T10:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:49:58.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little princess in my fairytale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl_jw9WMNfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VMrz8v2gC3o/s1600-h/Princess__s_Orders_by_eyrieslove1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359252511835043314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl_jw9WMNfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VMrz8v2gC3o/s320/Princess__s_Orders_by_eyrieslove1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i wish to be a princess, ordering slaves to surround me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn it. because of drinking tea in the morning, i've been going to the toilet to pee. shit. ok, that's so random. so, i ditched school today. sick. DEFINITELY NOT H1N1! haha. so bored at home. everyone is GONE! yeah. i need some entertainment :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know, i once dreamt of becoming a princess. haha. its not wrong to dream big. so, i dreamt of becoming a princess with all the slaves around me, doing what i ordered them. wah! ain't it so cool? haha. random much. i wish i'm a princess :( i played around with my photoshop and i got the picture up there. hehe. funny how my name can actually express another thing. *you know i know, baby* hmms. i think someone is kinda mad with me? idk. well, if u truly love someone, you'll tend to understand him/her naturally. right? alright. i'm off. maybe updating again at night. depends. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-9090541166004083147?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9090541166004083147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=9090541166004083147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9090541166004083147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9090541166004083147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-princess-in-my-fairytale.html' title='a little princess in my fairytale.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl_jw9WMNfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VMrz8v2gC3o/s72-c/Princess__s_Orders_by_eyrieslove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3210457169369331911</id><published>2009-07-16T20:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:28:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>return.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl8bIuH6itI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JjilUW9ZDY0/s1600-h/the_return_by_dorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359031918228310738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl8bIuH6itI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JjilUW9ZDY0/s320/the_return_by_dorry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; she return home, safe and sound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right. so, i decided to reopen my blog again. i did manage to NOT blog for the whole of june. hah. good good. not blog obsessed. so, the picture of this skin is really really made by me. not anyone else. used my CS3. aww. great to have it. but unfortunately, i lost all my pictures and songs! damn. i've yet to download itunes into my system. damn. i'm lazy to put songs onto this blog. will do it some time later. so, today, harry potter and the half blood prince is OFFICIALLY OUT! hah. baby endured with me in the morning while i looked at the new paper with Daniel Radcliff, Rupert Grint and Emma Watson stories and faces. haha. my family wanted to watched it today. at MIDNIGHT -.- come on mum, there's school tmr. damn it. sis went to watch alr. wth. nvm, watching this saturday. MIDNIGHT MOVIE! haha. i can't wait to watch it. erm, okay. just a short post for now. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3210457169369331911?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3210457169369331911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3210457169369331911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3210457169369331911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3210457169369331911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/07/return.html' title='return.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sl8bIuH6itI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JjilUW9ZDY0/s72-c/the_return_by_dorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3434121561860614232</id><published>2009-05-26T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:03:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShvI_ppcd7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/AfVzFTouX7U/s1600-h/stress_UAN_by_8rurupyon8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340082779014854578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShvI_ppcd7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/AfVzFTouX7U/s320/stress_UAN_by_8rurupyon8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; i'm sick of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, intensive revision started and tmr is the last day. disastrous. i feel like skipping school tmr. 2 days straight of having malay till afternoon is seriously disastrous. doing essays and situational writing everyday make my hand ache so much. i'm so so exhausted now. furthermore, i got to know abt my OVERALL results. haha. badly done. passed 3 failed 3. fair enough. total L1R5 points is 38. initially, i was only needed to see the key personnel which is either mr yoong or mdm zelda. but since my points exceed 36, i'll have to meet the principle this time round. i don't mind seeing the P but not the VP. oh please. actually i got nothing to blog abt. i'm so so exhausted now. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3434121561860614232?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3434121561860614232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3434121561860614232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3434121561860614232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3434121561860614232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-love.html' title='baby love.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShvI_ppcd7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/AfVzFTouX7U/s72-c/stress_UAN_by_8rurupyon8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-5201041629297520322</id><published>2009-05-22T21:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:30:33.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has to stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShalPvl-LOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Bo6J8Ad2UXA/s1600-h/New_Moon_Bella_Edward_by_gbyaln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338636098186652898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShalPvl-LOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Bo6J8Ad2UXA/s320/New_Moon_Bella_Edward_by_gbyaln.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;ohh baby, kiss me till my heart goes toooooooooottttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. aren't they romantic and sweet? i was browsing through deviantart photography when i found this. so, this will be the picture to start my post since like almost every post starts with a picture. damn, i can't wait for new moon to be out. and the new book, midnight sun. argh! i can go terribly insane about twilight. Bella is beautiful while Edward is gorgeous! haha. my breaking dawn is still with Anisa. i want it back :( i want to read it again. sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i got back my exam papers. i didnt do so well, not surprising. i failed english and d&amp;amp;t. pathetic D7. and that makes my points, 14. definitely my SA will be over 20 points. sigh. quite disappointing but i have to blame myself. i did not prepare for the exam. but, i'll do my best for prelims, insya'Allah. just now, had intensive mother tongue. damn, its boring. paper 1 was disastrous. i had no idea what to write for section B. all the topics are so so lame -.- idk whether my compo make sense or not? hmms. paper 2 was, okay la. kind of sleepy when doing. so, slack slack and finish few minutes before time. manage to do everything. the paper was kinda hard. especially the peribahasa. pheww. so, 1st june will be MT O Level Paper. i'm so scared =/ tmr will be studying with baby :DD aww. i'm bored without him :( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; argh! there are already tons of scratches on my iTouch!! :'( *cryingoutloud* i seriously need to buy the cover like &lt;b&gt;ASAP!&lt;/b&gt; sigh. and baby buying iTouch too after MT O Level. hehe. then, its my turn to accompany him :D i so can't wait. erm, okay. long post alr. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-5201041629297520322?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5201041629297520322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=5201041629297520322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5201041629297520322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5201041629297520322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-to-stop.html' title='it has to stop.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShalPvl-LOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Bo6J8Ad2UXA/s72-c/New_Moon_Bella_Edward_by_gbyaln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6177139791042973104</id><published>2009-05-19T09:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:45:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's Touch baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShIJ68lbRzI/AAAAAAAAAis/z2S-Y8nxpO0/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShIJ68lbRzI/AAAAAAAAAis/z2S-Y8nxpO0/s200/DSC02058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339416687626034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from a Nano (which i dont know where it is now) last time, NOW, i acquire myself an.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShIJ66w7v4I/AAAAAAAAAi0/toIk3F0lQ64/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShIJ66w7v4I/AAAAAAAAAi0/toIk3F0lQ64/s200/DSC00572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339416199020418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iPod Touch baby! hehehe. be jealous yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday, i had my D&amp;amp;T paper. of course, i screwed the paper. too bad i'm not good at that subject for so so long. after the paper, went home with baby and slack. waited for my mum to come back home. damn, she took ages to reached home. baby was kind of cranky already. hehe. sorry :) so, when she reached home, she gave me the money. no wonder she's late. she withdrew the money for me. awww :) hehe. yeah, i used my own insurance money to buy it. supposedly, savings but mum said just use this money. but, yeah. i have to save and pay the money back. humpft :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met baby at 3 plus. took 190 to orchard. upon reached, straight away went to wheelock place. and went to epic centre. haha. i was kinda shy (mcm faham) to ask the people there. so, baby asked it for me. awww. thanks baby :) hehehe. so, i bought the 8gb iPod Touch. yeah! my second rank baby! hehe. and ohh. on top of that, i got a free charger and earpiece. damn! its good! haha. however, i already had a charger. so, i'll give my old charger to baby. hehe. &amp;amp; he said okayy :) tho he tried negotiating with me to have the new one. blueks. after that, we went to eat. baby was so hungry. and he wanted to eat fast food -.- so, went to shaw house and eat LJS. both our favourite. hehee. and i kinda miss LJSpeople :( with the exception of A.S of course. sigh. baby kept pestering me to open the iPod cuz he want to take a look at it. so, i opened it and he 'explore' it. haha. after that, we headed home by taking the train. damn, it was so pack. reached home minutes before maghrib. sis said she also wanted to buy Touch initially but maybe she changed her mind. and she said there's iPod Touch cover selling at the work place. and she agreed to buy for me first. hehee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm transferring songs and pictures to the iPod. there's still more to go. damn. haha. today, there's no school for me. ain't that great? mid year done! and i can officially said, MID-YEAR-EXAMS ARE OVERRRRRRR! *jump for joy and screaming around* and i love celebrating it with baby yesterday :D hehe. thanks baby :) ily. erm, okay. gtg nowww. kay byee :)&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/7464405352182595888-6177139791042973104?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6177139791042973104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6177139791042973104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6177139791042973104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6177139791042973104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-touch-baby.html' title='it&apos;s Touch baby!'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ShIJ68lbRzI/AAAAAAAAAis/z2S-Y8nxpO0/s72-c/DSC02058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6355204076162905420</id><published>2009-05-16T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:44:54.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why does..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg63NEDui1I/AAAAAAAAAic/3OlvLx4edoQ/s1600-h/love_is_a_battlefield_by_kbg_records6154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px; display: block; height: 150px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336404043536173906" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg63NEDui1I/AAAAAAAAAic/3OlvLx4edoQ/s200/love_is_a_battlefield_by_kbg_records6154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;why does love always feel like a battlefield?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do not know why but i guess the world's gonna end soon. not so soon, but &lt;i&gt;soon&lt;/i&gt;. you know, it sounds really absurd to say all this but at least, i do not have this apathy attitude where i do not give a damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; what's happening to this world. truth are turning into lies and lies are turning into truth. i mean, is this how the world is going to end? i hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so in a mess right now. and seriously, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not darn happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; it. i wonder why. and my body system &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; well today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been shitting 3 times in a row today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry to be so open but who cares. everybody shit right? if u don't then i guess my body system is better that yours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; what is wrong with me shitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; today but i guess its the food i ate last night. and to add, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got this darn PMS thing which totally sucks. and believe me, we girls &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; say it sucks. and ya. we seriously don't like it you know. having to shout our throat out at people, being so bitchy, unpredictable attitude like at a point of time, you're so happy and other point of time we're so freaking pissed. ya, it do sounds insane. but, its nature. and seriously. we hate it. &lt;b&gt;T.O.T.A.L.L.Y&lt;/b&gt;. but what can we do? we can't change ourselves to lesbians just because of a PMS you know. &amp;amp; i mean, if u guys can't specifically handle it, then just back off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the least you guys could do rather than play with our bloody temper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know what the hell is wrong with me but this post is too general. i got nothing to talk or post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; you know. all my post had been short and simple. general too. but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; this general? yea it is. &amp;amp; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; baby, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have to happen between us. i know i made huge mistakes these days but, i apologise for every mistakes. i really do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry. alright. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;offf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never meant to start a war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know i never wanna hurt you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't even know what we are fighting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why does love always feels like a battlefield?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6355204076162905420?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6355204076162905420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6355204076162905420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6355204076162905420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6355204076162905420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-does.html' title='why does..'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg63NEDui1I/AAAAAAAAAic/3OlvLx4edoQ/s72-c/love_is_a_battlefield_by_kbg_records6154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3444429896098155482</id><published>2009-05-15T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:14:23.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i deserve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg1xZFRpPAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mMXwKOGpMFU/s1600-h/b56b9d32cd738cec0415133aa70152dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336045809230756866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg1xZFRpPAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mMXwKOGpMFU/s200/b56b9d32cd738cec0415133aa70152dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; do you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i change my blogskin. haha. i'm sick of the previous one. i'm lazy enuf to change the tagboard and flashfetish colour. so, i'll leave it that way. hmms. so one more paper left before i call an official end for mid year exam. all the other papers was disastrous. had science paper 1 just now. all mcq. my paper kept flipping and flipping because of the damn fan or should i say fans. damn, 2 fans were at my direction. &amp;amp; bloody hell, i could not concentrate. but, i did my best. erm, okay. i want to watch tv. byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i deserve you :"(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3444429896098155482?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3444429896098155482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3444429896098155482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3444429896098155482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3444429896098155482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-deserve.html' title='and i deserve...'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sg1xZFRpPAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mMXwKOGpMFU/s72-c/b56b9d32cd738cec0415133aa70152dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8018521523260834415</id><published>2009-05-11T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:14:46.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mundane,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SggAw7xDotI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kYDmvuFgYRo/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334514599297524434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SggAw7xDotI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kYDmvuFgYRo/s200/DSC00566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SggAwq-g1MI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fHJBJXZA8Cc/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334514594790560962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SggAwq-g1MI/AAAAAAAAAh8/fHJBJXZA8Cc/s200/DSC00565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aniq mateen bin mohd adif :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awww. he's so so cute. hehe. yeahs he is adorable. hehe. but, he's LOUD :) haha. i'm bored. tmr got hist and maths. and i'm so not prepared. hmms. last sat got marhabban at cousin house. aniq hair was cut. haha. heard next month going to go sunat alr. aww. pity him. hehe. his eyes are big since the last time i saw him -.- haha. nvm, he's still cute and adorable :) hehe. erm, okay. gtg now. byeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;i'm unsure of this idea but i'm doing it to prove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;ily still no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8018521523260834415?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8018521523260834415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8018521523260834415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8018521523260834415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8018521523260834415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/mundane.html' title='mundane,'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SggAw7xDotI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kYDmvuFgYRo/s72-c/DSC00566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6993956037302097442</id><published>2009-05-05T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:14:58.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuz when,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SgAPM8elduI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4TeDRLPfe9U/s1600-h/thinking_of_you_by_GillianLunae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332278673873925858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SgAPM8elduI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4TeDRLPfe9U/s320/thinking_of_you_by_GillianLunae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;social studies paper was A DISASTER. yeah. i managed to do the SBQ. a lil bit of SEQ. hopefully pass. haha. tmr will be having english paper 2. darn, idk what to study for it. do we have to study for english, anyway? haha. i can't wait for this saturday. meeting my darling Aniq for his cukur rambut. hehe. and after that, will be watching Over The Hedge with him. surely, he WON'T sleep with the noise. but, prff. kenduri at kak noor house which is at Sengkang. so far! ohh well. Aniq sake. haha. i miss him like hell. erm, kay bye. (random: i love my blog skin now. haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;please. i still love you. D&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/7464405352182595888-6993956037302097442?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6993956037302097442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6993956037302097442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6993956037302097442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6993956037302097442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuz-when.html' title='cuz when,'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SgAPM8elduI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4TeDRLPfe9U/s72-c/thinking_of_you_by_GillianLunae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-5408872845441465076</id><published>2009-05-04T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:08:00.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absurdly insane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sf7XlbY_2sI/AAAAAAAAAhs/JCQ1qOft45s/s1600-h/b68e8175186100aef8df82e0d303e8f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331936046860982978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sf7XlbY_2sI/AAAAAAAAAhs/JCQ1qOft45s/s320/b68e8175186100aef8df82e0d303e8f8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i declare no more stress on my brain (ya right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;mother tongue paper 1 was kinda suckish. spent a hell lot of time on dialogue. planned and all. didn't actually finished my essay. damn. but nvm. i did my best. english paper 1 was kinda okay laa. my hand, or should i say everyone hands are hurt (not physically laa) due to the writings. essay was okay. report? i'm not sure but i think i answer the question. haha. tmr social studies paper. ergh. i hate that paper so much. and idk whether i want to study or not. but i guess i better get going now. kay bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling, imy bad! D:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-5408872845441465076?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5408872845441465076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=5408872845441465076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5408872845441465076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5408872845441465076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/absurdly-insane.html' title='absurdly insane.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sf7XlbY_2sI/AAAAAAAAAhs/JCQ1qOft45s/s72-c/b68e8175186100aef8df82e0d303e8f8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8557809436071375005</id><published>2009-05-01T14:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:19:26.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W-T-H!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfqYom0gUnI/AAAAAAAAAhk/rvWucbL500I/s1600-h/colours_by_AdishLunatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330740932329362034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfqYom0gUnI/AAAAAAAAAhk/rvWucbL500I/s320/colours_by_AdishLunatic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; colour my life with the colours of your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright. i got a couple of things to update here so bear with me. this is going to be rough. damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) exam starts on monday. and its totally what the hell. i'm not even prepared. its such an impromptu exam. on the contrary, hopefully it goes off fast because i want it to be over fast enuf! damn. after 2 weeks of exams, continue on with intensive mother tongue. yeah, cikgu said we'll then eat, shit, pee, sleep mother tongue -.- dang. and 1st june, O level mother tongue. i'm so totally not prepared. nevertheless, i want to clear it off once and nvr take it again so that i can concentrate on other subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) i lost my lime green but small-and-cute-and-slim-which-i've-been-using-for-nearly-2-years iPod! yesss! IPOD!!! i know its the old 2nd nano version but still, its a fucking iPod :"( and hell yes i cried like nobody business! sigh. and the most stupidest thing, i don't even remember how i lost it. i don't know whether i lost it or it got stolen. but i seemed to think that it is stolen. fuck the robber. but hey, my iPod is not really in a good condition anymore. and if u sell it, u dont get 3 digit $$ so, kinda not worth it you know. go find something else to steal next time. nevertheless, its an IPOD! fuck you robber! but, i'm over it alr. know why? cuz there's an IT sale coming up this may/june and i'm getting a new iPod. and it better be the RED one which i'm wishing for! ahah. due to exam load, sis agreed ystd to buy it for me :) and forgot to mention that that robber took my newly made EZ LINK card too. damn, you got to be so fucking poor. &amp;amp; i got to make a new one too! sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) i finished reading all the series of marked, betrayed, chosen, untamed and hunted. and and i just got to know that the sixth part is coming out. and its called, Tempted. DIYANA! check it out babe! HAHA! will be release on 29 october 2009. yea. that is like nearly thru the end of my Os. haha. i'm so gonna buy the whole series. haha. after the twilight saga, i'm now hooked to this series. haha. vampyres :D woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) &amp;amp; damn, u're such a pain in my asshole you know. go get a life okay. msg someone else and not &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; please laaa. sigh. you got nobody else to msg isit? please for goodness sake stop giving me misery laaa. i'm getting sick and tired of all this happening again and again. for once, S-T-O-P! yes, i mean it. even though i dont know you and maybe i can't judge you anyhow, but maybe you should know that ya, i dont like it when you contact&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; yeaa. I.Don't.Like. damn. i'm mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) lastly, that's all i got to update now. i need to revise physics now. &amp;amp; i'm jealous that sis is going out with her (insertname). sigh sigh. nvm, i'll get my turn sooon. haha. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8557809436071375005?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8557809436071375005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8557809436071375005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8557809436071375005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8557809436071375005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/05/w-t-h.html' title='W-T-H!'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfqYom0gUnI/AAAAAAAAAhk/rvWucbL500I/s72-c/colours_by_AdishLunatic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1991138796420803537</id><published>2009-04-25T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:07:15.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the verge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfL4RJlaq-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/iF6GiezC1bo/s1600-h/give_up__by_gambaran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328594282647038946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfL4RJlaq-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/iF6GiezC1bo/s320/give_up__by_gambaran.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its not wrong to give up once in a while. but not too often. idk what is going on but i do feel like giving up sometimes. in academic. but, hell no i'm not going to do it because i can't. nasty things being said on and off but i tried hard not to let it penetrate my mind. on the contrary, i set the optimist mind and move on. needless to say, it last for a while. with all the nasty things said, its distressing. CA marks was so demoralising. i longed for my confidence now. someone help me :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; its good thing you did well for your exams. i'm proud :') with the exams round the corner, i won't be updating much except weekends. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1991138796420803537?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1991138796420803537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1991138796420803537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1991138796420803537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1991138796420803537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wish-i-could.html' title='on the verge'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SfL4RJlaq-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/iF6GiezC1bo/s72-c/give_up__by_gambaran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-7594948612213034632</id><published>2009-04-19T10:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:40:21.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh-my-gay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AsghUBi81qY&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AsghUBi81qY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;twilight saga: new moon trailerr :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/36Kl4eIUZIU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/36Kl4eIUZIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;harry potter and the half blood prince trailerrr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;damn, both this trailers got my eyes hypnotised by the beauty of kristen steward, emma watson and some other actress on harry potter. but but, ohh my gay! robert pattison and taylor lautner is so damn HOT!!! damn i love their hairs. hahaas. woo. i can't wait for both movies to be launched. omg omg omg! haha. harry potter will be released on july 21st while new moon on november 20th. its like almost a year after twilight. and i got to know that harry potter and the deathly hallows will come in two parts -.- one in 2010 and another in 2011. damn. thats like one/two years down the road. and i wonder why they split it into two parts? hmm. ohh. the new moon trailer is not the official, i guess. haha. wait for the official tho. woooo! i can't wait baby! :D hahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7594948612213034632?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7594948612213034632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7594948612213034632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7594948612213034632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7594948612213034632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ohh-my-gay_19.html' title='ohh-my-gay!'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7686026041622037236</id><published>2009-04-18T20:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:16:15.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knob-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SenK01mT0SI/AAAAAAAAAhM/gi5LfPZcxr4/s1600-h/Miss_you_love__by_ByLaauraa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326011043432091938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SenK01mT0SI/AAAAAAAAAhM/gi5LfPZcxr4/s320/Miss_you_love__by_ByLaauraa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and there's never a day goes by where i don't miss you bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; dad arent fetching you today. he's down&lt;br /&gt;with fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; okay :) how's the door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; damn, our door is knob-less now.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wah best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i got to agree with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh yes. my door is now KNOB-LESS -.- strange yet true. its because of iffah's itchy hands. grr. she press the lock from inside and my door wasn't &lt;em&gt;magnetised&lt;/em&gt; by the door stopper. and then comes the &lt;em&gt;evil wind&lt;/em&gt; which just banged the door shut. not forgetting locked. so, mum, me and bro went hunting for the keys. my mum and my bro rooms key are found and yet still to found mine -.- so, we cant and decided to break open the door. ya laa, a robbery/a break-free-door mission. sounds like it. and we spent a whole 2 darn hours breaking the knob. and now, i have it. a knob-less door. how amusing. haha. so, i guess my sis and i have to buy a new knob. come on, it can't just stay knob-less. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i spent my day reading betrayed, the second part of marked. damn, i'm hooked at it now. haha. and diyana, you got to bring the third part, chosen. i'm thirsty for it :D &lt;em&gt;vampyres &lt;/em&gt;are seriously cool stuffs. right, thats random. aww. bf is at ratib now. i'm so bored w/o him for the moment. hmms. erm, i want to watch manja lara now. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm officially going on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the record to say i'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm officially everything you hoped that i would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this time i tell the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm officially wrong, i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for letting you go the way i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unconditionally more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;than i ever was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm officially yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7686026041622037236?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7686026041622037236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7686026041622037236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7686026041622037236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7686026041622037236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/knob-less.html' title='knob-less'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SenK01mT0SI/AAAAAAAAAhM/gi5LfPZcxr4/s72-c/Miss_you_love__by_ByLaauraa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3881723382848931700</id><published>2009-04-17T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:00:44.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check yes juliet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeiJoRIUkZI/AAAAAAAAAhE/bF_O-IuSqYo/s1600-h/I_Dont_Want_To_Be_Anything____by_DuckyPhotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325657884251689362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeiJoRIUkZI/AAAAAAAAAhE/bF_O-IuSqYo/s320/I_Dont_Want_To_Be_Anything____by_DuckyPhotography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; i want you bad that it hurts my stomach :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh so. i changed my blogskin. yet, again. itchy hands. standard. hmms. here for just a short post only. haha. yeah. bf at religious class ( aww, i miss him bad :( ) and i'm here facing the oh-so-boring-but-useful-computer updating my blog. bored bored. ohh well. kay, i want to play game on sis psp since i'm in charged of it now. haha. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; damn, i want that red iPod nano-chromatic badly laa. haha. kay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;run, baby, run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't ever look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they'll tear us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you give them the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't sell your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't say we're not meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;run, baby, run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3881723382848931700?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3881723382848931700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3881723382848931700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3881723382848931700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3881723382848931700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-yes-juliet.html' title='check yes juliet.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeiJoRIUkZI/AAAAAAAAAhE/bF_O-IuSqYo/s72-c/I_Dont_Want_To_Be_Anything____by_DuckyPhotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-683050941221384793</id><published>2009-04-14T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:08:22.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeSI54I7VsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-yqMu3pDBo/s1600-h/my_girlfriend_by_aiedail91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeSI54I7VsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-yqMu3pDBo/s320/my_girlfriend_by_aiedail91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324531187362518722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i being a bad girlfriend to boyfriend? haha. probably, yes. however, a little i-like-to-bully-boyfriend hobby won't hurt. right boyfriend? *kick your ass hard* haha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are the reason that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason that I still believe&lt;br /&gt;you are my destiny, jai ho!&lt;br /&gt;no there is nothing that can stop us&lt;br /&gt;nothing can ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;so come and dance with me, jai ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-683050941221384793?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/683050941221384793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=683050941221384793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/683050941221384793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/683050941221384793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-love.html' title='bad love?'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeSI54I7VsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-yqMu3pDBo/s72-c/my_girlfriend_by_aiedail91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6253263101230695578</id><published>2009-04-11T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:00:54.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we just stay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeCM568VfII/AAAAAAAAAgw/4U-LjZ1p9pI/s1600-h/together__by_TristanGreer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323409686254681218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeCM568VfII/AAAAAAAAAgw/4U-LjZ1p9pI/s200/together__by_TristanGreer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; my heart is sure it wants to be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, 3 days without parents at home is really a disaster. both my parents, including loqman and puteri went for holiday and we 3, me, bro and sis, are left at home :( sobs. but actually, my parents did offer me but i refused because of the work load that the teachers gave. prff. hmms. so, only me and bro at home. sis off to work and will be back ard 3 am? -.- yea. i have to stay awake to wait for her to reach home. meanwhile, i've been doing my hw since 12? yeah. i gave up on maths. i just dont ustd a single bit abt vectors. sigh. i'm doomed. i really need to get tuition. recomendation anyone? hmms. right, so now, i'm doing physics. k, i'm lying. now, updating blog but after this, will be doing physics again. yeah. haha. i've start my revision for physics tho. but not for chem and maths and other subs. sigh. i really need to start on them fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so right now, no one got any clue abt mt compo. doomed us. i tried msging cikgu zelda but she didnt reply tho. but she can't blame us tho cuz she spent the entire lesson last thursday with her story telling. haha. and we did told her we didnt manage to copy the question down. haha. hopefully she just wont scream on monday. hmms. so, this thursday, will be having napha test but not for the malay students cuz we got some course to attend -.- haiyo. so we have to go for the make up then. prfff. hmms. oh wells. need to start on physics alr. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and OMG! I JUST SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BOOD PRINCE TRILER ON TV! WOOHOO. HAHAA. the full one, tmr @8.55pm! woohoo. must watch. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm gonna be the love that's gonna the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and be the one that got your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ain't nothing ever that bad that we won't be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and though we both made our mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and some we never wish we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we'll be okay if we just stay together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6253263101230695578?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6253263101230695578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6253263101230695578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6253263101230695578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6253263101230695578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-we-just-stay.html' title='if we just stay..'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SeCM568VfII/AAAAAAAAAgw/4U-LjZ1p9pI/s72-c/together__by_TristanGreer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4613211435230127507</id><published>2009-04-10T12:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:43:51.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3,4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sd7IXc1yrUI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AiwLnAXxIYw/s1600-h/3288396742_5c7652c8f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322912114802863426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sd7IXc1yrUI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AiwLnAXxIYw/s200/3288396742_5c7652c8f3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i went to watched fast and furious 4 right after x country. update abt cross country laa. meet &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at bb mrt. then took the bus. coincidently, met my other classmates and majority of them are there. took the bus. but joshua and hong ming was left behind. the bus was packed. so, had to stand all the way. journey was okay. arrived at mac ritchie then surrender bag to anisa. suprisingly, joshua and hong ming arrive first -.- wth. haha. after that, waited for b girls to run. ran with diyana all the way. haha. she kept me entertained. after the run, relax then proceed to houses bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after x country, changed and took the bus to amk hub. yeah. we wore smth that is so opposite, coincidently. i wore white shirt, black shorts. while he wore black shirt, white pants. haha. &lt;i&gt;opposite attracts&lt;/i&gt; :D erm. then, went to eat at KFC somewhere near the amk hub laa. cuz there's no KFC there. seriously, he just make me walked so far with my my leg muscle, sore. serve me right for not stretching up properly. haha. after eating, went to amk hub again to get movie tickets. watched the 3pm movie. there's so many students there. and i saw my darling friend. so coincidential. the movie, was okay laa. not so much of racings. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was concentrating more on his subaru. humph. after the movie, head back home. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went to lot 1 popular to buy some assessment book. i love ystd :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fuck. spammer? haha. seriously just making me laugh my stomach out. nice proper usage of english. seriously, learn from mr yoong. he will teach you :D and pls uh. u're confirm a swiss cottage student. or maybe, ex? who knows. haha. even tho i retain, my english is much better than yours. secondary sch, medal also dont know how to spell. haha. stupid much. whoever you are, if u got the intention to spam other ppl, get your el right first. because whoever you're spamming, will just make fun of your el, like me :D *peace* haha. &lt;em&gt;kekek-kekek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's only one thing two say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;three words four you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's only one way two say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those three words and that's what i'll do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4613211435230127507?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4613211435230127507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4613211435230127507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4613211435230127507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4613211435230127507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/1234.html' title='1,2,3,4'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sd7IXc1yrUI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AiwLnAXxIYw/s72-c/3288396742_5c7652c8f3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3116270360273142589</id><published>2009-04-08T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:48:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugarrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sdi-BK5oRRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QG_gRmXWX5k/s1600-h/sweet_love_by_6Artificial6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211887053456658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sdi-BK5oRRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QG_gRmXWX5k/s200/sweet_love_by_6Artificial6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; sweet l-o-v-e&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before i forget, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DAD!! we love you. hehe. dad birthday was ystd. didnt reall celebrate it cuz sis got morning shift for the next day. so, ordered pizza and ate. haha. err, ystd night was kinda unexpected but things are okay now :DD yay! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ily.&lt;/span&gt; hehe. erm, so, today in school, was okay laa. remedial after school. yada yada yada (mr yoong fav quote) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woo. tmr x country. mac ritchie. its been like ages since i ran there. haha. tmr running. last year mah. but, no luck yellow can win. haha. erm, okay. here for short update only. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my lips like sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this candy got you sprung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so call me your sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you love you some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sweet like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da double dee double di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3116270360273142589?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3116270360273142589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3116270360273142589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3116270360273142589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3116270360273142589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/sugarrrrrrr.html' title='sugarrrrrrr'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sdi-BK5oRRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/QG_gRmXWX5k/s72-c/sweet_love_by_6Artificial6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8382203048464896107</id><published>2009-04-04T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:33:45.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch my hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SddqUjYdJVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v2fwOGs6JBg/s1600-h/Hold_my_hand_by_Goosfrabba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320838386089272658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SddqUjYdJVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v2fwOGs6JBg/s200/Hold_my_hand_by_Goosfrabba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; trying to reach out to you, touch my hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok i suddenly feel like updating. mind you, it'll be a random post. so, i did nothing much today. nadia came and we studied together. then i slept. haha. tireddd. after that read marked. quite confusing laa. but okay. haha. went online. dwld songs, chat here and there. hmms. mundane much. right now, watching the ring 2. haha. someone scareddddddd :P hmms. actually, here for a short update only. hehe. kay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reach out as far as you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only me, only you, and the band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8382203048464896107?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8382203048464896107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8382203048464896107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8382203048464896107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8382203048464896107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/touch-my-hand.html' title='touch my hand'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SddqUjYdJVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v2fwOGs6JBg/s72-c/Hold_my_hand_by_Goosfrabba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6071537789112392961</id><published>2009-04-03T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:12:17.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh, like W-T-H!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SdYWchiUMHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7G-XSlLNrPI/s1600-h/Lost_by_raynegrl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320464689079267442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SdYWchiUMHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7G-XSlLNrPI/s200/Lost_by_raynegrl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; lost in the world of her own fantasy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my blog skin, a lil cuz its been lacking on some people computers. i'm just here to post a short post. really so not in the mood to post a long one. you'll be especting dust in the blog because i can't find anymore free time to update is as exams are just around the corner. i'll update when i can. yea like, anyone bothers reading my blog. hah. hmms. yeah. so thats all. maybe next week i'll update on cross country. okay. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ohh like. really thanks for understanding. i appreciate it. and yeah, lie? thanks alot for trusting me too :DDDDDDD words after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6071537789112392961?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6071537789112392961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6071537789112392961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6071537789112392961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6071537789112392961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ohh-like-w-t-h.html' title='ohh, like W-T-H!'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SdYWchiUMHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7G-XSlLNrPI/s72-c/Lost_by_raynegrl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3758403711744223118</id><published>2009-03-29T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:35:40.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sc7if99R6AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PcwxEOBJhbU/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318437248806545410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sc7if99R6AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PcwxEOBJhbU/s200/DSC02102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my newborn nephew! hehe. born on the 21st march 2009. cute cute. given the name Aniq Mateen. i think thats the spelling uh. haha. err, just here for a short update. erm, kay byee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3758403711744223118?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3758403711744223118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3758403711744223118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3758403711744223118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3758403711744223118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-go.html' title='don&apos;t go.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sc7if99R6AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/PcwxEOBJhbU/s72-c/DSC02102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4247981497012147952</id><published>2009-03-19T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:56:56.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magnificent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jnyUFJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ejnWBez7PB0/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314869396342314130" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jnyUFJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ejnWBez7PB0/s200/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jlhaMzI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1Ved0yFyZ7U/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314869395734541106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jlhaMzI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1Ved0yFyZ7U/s200/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jfdoPQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/w8n_f-knMso/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314869394108071170" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jfdoPQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/w8n_f-knMso/s200/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wish i could turn back the time to the wonderful day ystd&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i went out with scandal. hehs. meet him at lot 1. went to buy my ohh-so-belated-birthday-present -.- haha. i wanted a wallet and i got it. ozozo baby :D &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;browwnnnnn!&lt;/span&gt; thanks!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ily.&lt;/span&gt; hehe. then went to orchard by bus. gossippedd alot abt this two ppl. nyehs. yeah. gossiped with a guy sounds weird but, its cool and great :D haha. so, we then headed to shaw house and bought tickets. we stood there for abt 20mins? yeah. guessing and choosing which movie to watch. so then, we decided to watch coming soon against race to witch mountain? smth like that uh. featuring dwayne the rock johson. scandal purposely chose that movie because his intention was to bully me -.- damn you! he knows i'm scared of horror movies. hmph. grrr. bought the 3.30pm movie. after buying the tickets, went to mosque and solat. not me, since i can't. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after scandal finished solat, walked quickly to shaw house back. bought popcorn and enter the theater. nyehs. so small laaaaa. the theater. grr. but, nvm. we got the whole row for ourselves :DD hehe. thruout the movie, i kept closig my eyes and lean to scandal. like wth. scary laa the eyes. and scandal just kept scaring me more. laughing alone sometime -.- i wonder what the heck is wrong with him. hahahaha! erm, after the movie, went to borders to buy books. with the vouchers that mr yoong gave laa. i bought marked. diyana said the book is great. and i saw the 5th part, haunted. it's out already. hard cover -.- haha. havent start to read. will start soon. hehe. scandal bought crime and thriller book. idk what's the title. haha. scandal spent te most time thinking which book to buy. after buying books, went to far east to eat. then took mrt and head home. haha. i love the dayyyyyyyyyy :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today, i woke up with my hand, hurt. its because of the leaning-toward-scandal fault. grrrrrr. but, it was worth it. haha. today, a very mundane day. spent the day finishing up the malay novel book. and sleep and eat. haha. hmms. hungry. wooo. K NITE start alr. fauzie lailyyyy! aww. cute cute. hehehe. kayy byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4247981497012147952?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4247981497012147952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4247981497012147952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4247981497012147952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4247981497012147952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/magnificent.html' title='magnificent.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScI1jnyUFJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ejnWBez7PB0/s72-c/DSC00493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-8558270571119662555</id><published>2009-03-18T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:25:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dora the explorer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScBoBzk7OWI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-Zyg7gNXQNQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314361940531427682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScBoBzk7OWI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-Zyg7gNXQNQ/s200/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;dora the explorerrrrr!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohh i love dora! and seriously, i want to get the pencil case/pencil box and the damn water bottle! mum, can i have it? but but, the bright side. i have the pencils tho! :DD haha. random much. okay. got to get ready now. datee with scandal! hahaa :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; for Vendetta is a nice movieee laaa. i love the Vendetta! hahahaa. kay byeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8558270571119662555?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8558270571119662555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8558270571119662555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8558270571119662555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8558270571119662555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/dora-explorer.html' title='dora the explorer.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/ScBoBzk7OWI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-Zyg7gNXQNQ/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-763623650735182513</id><published>2009-03-17T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:01:55.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories flashback.'/><title type='text'>ohh, lame shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sb-jczrgyrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/emf3I2kFTic/s1600-h/Slave_Only_For_You_by_Captain_Green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314145800624851634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sb-jczrgyrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/emf3I2kFTic/s200/Slave_Only_For_You_by_Captain_Green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh-my-slave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i just find the picture amusing :D *evil smile* hehe. so, woo. ystd was 16 march! *memories flashback* happy 3 years! hahaha. random. ohh wells. don't count the days but make the days count :) so true rau. hehe. so, yesterday was spent by going out to study. the target was to finish up mt and el hw. but ended up, finished a part of mt and el (the vocab paper) -.- lame much? haha. spent the time discussing abt some ideas rather than doing it for hw. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, a very much mundane day. read malay novel, eat, haha. i didnt do my hw -.- still got alot of them. sigh. stress stress. i really need to start on them soon. ohh i just hate next term time table man. lame shit laaa. haiyo! and sa1 time table are out. i just had a glance of it when i received it last friday but didnt look at it again. just scared. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and i just remembered! I GOT A DATEEE TMRRRRRR! I CAN'T WAITTTTT! -.- ohh puhlease. hahaha. ohh i so can't wait. scandal! :D hehe. hmms. kay i'm hungryy. byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-763623650735182513?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/763623650735182513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=763623650735182513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/763623650735182513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/763623650735182513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohh-lame-shit.html' title='ohh, lame shit.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/Sb-jczrgyrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/emf3I2kFTic/s72-c/Slave_Only_For_You_by_Captain_Green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-445676281940430274</id><published>2009-03-14T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:32:16.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m nothing without you.'/><title type='text'>either way i found out,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbtNE5oNcBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WTwj_NwrtPU/s1600-h/Where_do_we_go_from_nowhere__by_Adanedhel_Noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312924931997921298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbtNE5oNcBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WTwj_NwrtPU/s200/Where_do_we_go_from_nowhere__by_Adanedhel_Noir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;where do we go from nowhere?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idk where we go wrong. idk what is going on. but things keep going round the circle. its just infinity. face it, we can't handle all this anymore. no matter how much we tried, it will be the same. all i know, whatever i said last night was not for the sake of saying. its not words that are meant to make things right. i meant all those words i said. but again, its up to you on how to take it to your mind. i'm not in a position where i can force you to listen to me. those pessimistic thoughts that you can't avoid, i'm speechless to say anything more. the paranoia you had, i'll shut up abt it. after all, i can't influence you w.s.e. i'm out of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-445676281940430274?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/445676281940430274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=445676281940430274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/445676281940430274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/445676281940430274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/either-way-i-found-out.html' title='either way i found out,'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbtNE5oNcBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WTwj_NwrtPU/s72-c/Where_do_we_go_from_nowhere__by_Adanedhel_Noir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4219438408104136396</id><published>2009-03-13T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:43:04.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its ok. i take it all.'/><title type='text'>lost baybeh. lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbpCHslMiiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/fwsOj7vmqFI/s1600-h/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312631410430609954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbpCHslMiiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/fwsOj7vmqFI/s200/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;if waiting is nothing but an act of time wastage,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great. cramps in the morning which then disallow me to concentrate in class. i'm beginning to enjoy maths lesson tho. vectors! i love them. so, actually had chem for first 2 periods. okay la. go thru practical paper and energy changes w/s. file not rejected. luckyy. then maths. after that had recess. i can't stand the pain so much then i went back to class and cried. oh so paisey. xy gave me a sweet to eat since i refused to go down and eat. tried hard to concentrate for physics test. it was an open book test. so, yeah. managed to do almost all except some. it was supposed to be 1 period phy and 2 period of cme. but we spent the whole cme period doing the test -.- hahs. lastly, english. damn, i was so sleepy. and hungry too. grrr. endured thru. end of lesson, mr yoong gave borders vouchers. woo. he gave one extra to me and partner dont want it so he gave it to me. total borders voucher: 3! yeah. hahs. i'm gonna shop for books with sis soon :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after school, went to fiza's class. in the morning, she msged me to hold her phone because there's been a number of surprise checks by the teachers. i was shocked to receive her msg -.- haha. so, she took her phone and invited me to her class. so, talk talk and woo. got some info there. hahs. &amp;amp; the class was so damn nosiy -.- ohh my gay. then, went down to canteen with her since we both havent ate and were so hungry. met shikin and farhanah. seriously, this two girls just can't stop burping. &lt;i&gt;masya'Allah. tak senonoh!&lt;/i&gt; haas. after eating, went back to class and meet miss ma for consultation. finish, went home. &amp;amp; wow. there's alot of people that needs to be relink. their msn pm : "relink pls!", "relink me at blablabla.blogspot", "please relink!" -.- hha. ohh wells. long post already. kay byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4219438408104136396?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4219438408104136396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4219438408104136396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4219438408104136396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4219438408104136396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-baybeh-lost.html' title='lost baybeh. lost.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbpCHslMiiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/fwsOj7vmqFI/s72-c/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-939368584069488706</id><published>2009-03-11T13:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:06:25.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is there any way to meet?'/><title type='text'>ignore this ohh-so-random-much post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbdSSuw4ImI/AAAAAAAAAfA/A6YgajETqdE/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311804767250948706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbdSSuw4ImI/AAAAAAAAAfA/A6YgajETqdE/s200/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;tu me manques&lt;/i&gt; :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt went to school today and ystd. sigh. i just woke up from a nap. today actually had chem test. darn it. i'm going to have to sit for it tmr. i just miss school. the food esp :P hehe. ohh wells. school hols are coming. and damn. the sec 1s and 2s are enjoying their ass out at home/camp. wth. i wished i could go to camp :( supposedly, today i got 3 slots of remedial. my god. and the last slot is mt at 4.45 i think? -.- &lt;i&gt;lucky thing i didnt go sch today&lt;/i&gt; :D oopps. i should not have said that. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. i changed my blog skin again. itchy hand, i know. i used the picture from my previous previous previous previous previous previous previous blog skin. tagboard is (click to tag). please! click to tag!  hehe. picture originally made by &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;. not someone else uh. i think some ppl can rmbr the picture. heh. ohh wells. i'm still sleepy. and hungryyy. sigh. kay byee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-939368584069488706?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/939368584069488706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=939368584069488706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/939368584069488706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/939368584069488706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/ignore-this-ohh-so-random-much-post.html' title='ignore this ohh-so-random-much post.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbdSSuw4ImI/AAAAAAAAAfA/A6YgajETqdE/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-3265044740771933173</id><published>2009-03-07T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:36:13.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bby i can see your halo.'/><title type='text'>darn you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbJ60Ey5RwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3U07vaMaWTY/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310441945682233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbJ60Ey5RwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3U07vaMaWTY/s200/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. it's been a long time since i last update. i just refrain myself from switching on the computer during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weekdayss&lt;/span&gt;. so, there's a few things i need to update. err, on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, had class activity. was supposed to play soccer at the field. but enrichment was on. so we decided to head down to the basketball court. then suddenly, changed game. played captain ball. this time, with no rules. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zan&lt;/span&gt; was with us. and he was in my team. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; for a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. suddenly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yoong&lt;/span&gt; wanted to join in -.- and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the first time we saw him played. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. then few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; after, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt; joined -.- the game suddenly became so chaotic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;yoong&lt;/span&gt; in the other team, while my team, alone w/o any teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;zan&lt;/span&gt; got to teach some students. but, at last, my team won! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; :D after that, went to class. secretly on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;aircon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt; then taught us math. thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 6 plus, headed home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt;. (insert name) was absent. sigh :(((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;, nothing much happened. school as per normal. no need to go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dnt&lt;/span&gt; remedial. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt;. screwed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; test. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. maths test was okay uh. not so bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. and furthermore, those who played on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; was so so tired that almost everyone fell asleep in the middle of some lessons. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. i hurt my thighs. not so bad but still painful to go up and down the stairs. sigh. why is my class being set to the fourth floor again? :( ohh i forgot. IT WAS RAUDHAH'S AND FARIS BIRTHDAY! HAHAHA. HAPPY 17TH AND 18TH RESPECTIVELY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; was just the best day ever. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. like finally, i ran for the fitness conditioning during PE after almost a term of not running. so, went for two rounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; the school. tiring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;mampos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;seyy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;haiyo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;sweatng&lt;/span&gt; like nobody business after that. then went up to the hall. was supposed to do fitness conditioning but i bargained with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sashi&lt;/span&gt; to let both classes watch the match since its the finals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. so, yeah. he let -.- then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt; called to play for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;nicole's&lt;/span&gt; group. played the second half. right, blocking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;thippa&lt;/span&gt; is just effing difficult. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. still, no comments &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the game because there were really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of chaos. sigh. but, 5n2 won. so no biggie. overall, 5n2 won the championship. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; :D and my thighs got worst at night :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now had mt workshop. (insert name&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;) was there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; wells. workshop was helpful. the first two i mean. the last one was quite boring. and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;invigilators, who invigilate us for N lvls last year was there -.- &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my thighs was hurting badly just now. now also laa. wth. walk like some idiot sey. haha. ohh wells. okay, long post already. kay byeee.&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/7464405352182595888-3265044740771933173?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3265044740771933173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3265044740771933173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3265044740771933173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3265044740771933173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/03/darn-you.html' title='darn you.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SbJ60Ey5RwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3U07vaMaWTY/s72-c/DSC00421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-5445619630506786898</id><published>2009-02-28T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:30:03.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jangan pernah berubah'/><title type='text'>butterflies in my stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SajGoPIvUXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XmOTnCDg2LI/s1600-h/I_hate_you_by_RandomHyperKid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307710555416383858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SajGoPIvUXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XmOTnCDg2LI/s200/I_hate_you_by_RandomHyperKid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's always hate in every love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;not over the last one and then, the second came. its hard to continue things like this. when things are just simply pleasant, there's always a part when things go wrong. needless to say, quarrels after that. when things start getting to be unfair, everything will go wrong. so, what next? no comments. i got nothing else to say. you just continue. who i am to you anyway? nobody. just nobody.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-5445619630506786898?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5445619630506786898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=5445619630506786898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5445619630506786898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5445619630506786898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/02/butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='butterflies in my stomach.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SajGoPIvUXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XmOTnCDg2LI/s72-c/I_hate_you_by_RandomHyperKid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4817116807858440673</id><published>2009-02-23T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:46:25.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh-ness :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SaKj0I0Wy-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5GzpraccCSg/s1600-h/40fa62fdbb614889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305983427111472098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SaKj0I0Wy-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5GzpraccCSg/s200/40fa62fdbb614889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; when you leave me nothing but an empty street full of memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't seem to understand myself. for a moment, i'm mad. the next, crazy. and then, quiet. and so on with all the different emotions going on in circles. sigh. so school went quite well just now. first 4 periods had d&amp;amp;t. mr wong was a bit not-himself-mood. most of the boys got to go down for a haircut. including naufal. haha :P then recess. stayed at class cuz brought food from home. then maths. did filing. boringggg. zzz. after that mt. hmms, boring abit laa. but, yeah. not so bad. chemistry next. sigh. really, chemistry is getting tough day by day. i need help, sis :( assembly was quite boring laaa. after school, had maths remedial. followed by english. before that, sorry to everyone whom i've showed attitude to just now. sorry daniel, razmil, nicole, xy and diyana :( just wasn't in the right mood. and to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. i'm sorry for all those harsh words used. sigh. english remedial was quite fun uh. gordon was -.- haha.end ad 5.15. did english hw in class then went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm left with summary for english assignment. sigh. sleepy laaa sey. need to bring physics file tmr. ergh, tmr time table so boring. got mother tongue remedial also. boring boring. sigh. i need to do hw now. kay byee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4817116807858440673?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4817116807858440673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4817116807858440673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4817116807858440673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;change of blogskin, again. haha. erm, i edit quite alot. haha. took me hours! but yea. i love it. hehes. so, ysdt was my brother's birthday! so we went to simpang bedok and had dinner together. first, fetched sis from work at budget terminal. then off to bedok. ate ate. didnt really have the appetite to eat. reached home at 11 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school was, not bad uh. had fever like early in the morning -.- during pe time. wth. cannot concentrate during maths. recess next. ate abit only. then had chem. i don't ustd a single thing abt chem now. sigh. after that history. tried hard to concentrate. mr lim gave us 2 mins of power nap during lesson. and 5 mins of power nap before lesson end. i was like shivering non stop because of the air con. burrr. then had english. did the in-class test. just do whatever that is on my mindmap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, stayed at school. bought panadol at the nearest shop near sch. went to eat smth. didnt really ate. just drink milo and then eat medicine. after that, went class. sleep -.- hahas. while someone does his work, alone :P oopss. sorry :) hehe. so then went home and go out. erm, right. i need to start on my dnt now. kay byee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edits]i off my phone for some reason. so if you cant get thru me, too bad. i already said it here. if there's anything important, just call my house phone or leave a msg at my phone. i'll check it tmr.[/edits]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: edits done at 6.25pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3610262564721223269?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-7464405352182595888.post-3968728064913118532</id><published>2009-02-18T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:25:18.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanted you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been pushing hard to open up the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying to take us back to where we were before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm done I just can't do this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause we can't be mended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, let's stop pretending now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;We've been walking round in circles for some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I think we should head for the finish line&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt went to sch today. sick, of course. so, i rest at home. it's still not better. idk whether i can make it to sch or not. seriously. sigh. diyana told me that there's no remedial today -.- phy and ss teacher nvr come. hmms. i still havent do my dnt. wth. tmr got dnt remedial. sigh. right. off i go now. got ngaji. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3968728064913118532?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3968728064913118532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3968728064913118532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3968728064913118532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yet :D&lt;br /&gt;4] What is your favourite kind of weather?&lt;br /&gt;* hmms. windy? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;5] What is your favourite color shirt to wear?&lt;br /&gt;* always brown.&lt;br /&gt;6] What are you looking forward to in the next 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;* next five days? omg. tgif again i guess.&lt;br /&gt;7] Who do you look up to the most, your mom or your dad?&lt;br /&gt;* both :D&lt;br /&gt;8] Have you ever changed your clothes while in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;* errrr. haha. never.&lt;br /&gt;9] What shoes did you wear today?&lt;br /&gt;* Everlast shoes.&lt;br /&gt;10] Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;* definitely :DDD&lt;br /&gt;11] Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;* i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;12] Are you a loud person?&lt;br /&gt;* yess! haha.&lt;br /&gt;13] Are you ready to get out of this town?&lt;br /&gt;* err, meaning?&lt;br /&gt;14] When was the last time you went shopping?&lt;br /&gt;* erm, i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;15] Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;* people mouth just can't shut up you know. even mine :D&lt;br /&gt;16] Are you wearing any jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;* nopeeee.&lt;br /&gt;17] Are you scared of bugs?&lt;br /&gt;* bugs? a lil.&lt;br /&gt;18] Do you read?&lt;br /&gt;* of coursee.&lt;br /&gt;19] Do you sleep with a teddy bear?&lt;br /&gt;* haha. sometimesss.&lt;br /&gt;20] How old do you want to be when you have kids?&lt;br /&gt;* O.o! ohh. erm, not sure.&lt;br /&gt;21] Did you kiss anyone in the last two days?&lt;br /&gt;* yes yes! haha. iffah -.-&lt;br /&gt;22] Where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;* in a house? haha.&lt;br /&gt;23] Are you a fast typer?&lt;br /&gt;* haha. not so.&lt;br /&gt;24] Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;* nopee.&lt;br /&gt;25] What makes you mad?&lt;br /&gt;* anything that makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;26] Do you like someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;* definitely :DD&lt;br /&gt;27] If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;* brown baby. haha.&lt;br /&gt;28] What was your LAST alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;* i don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;29] Who was the FIRST person to text you today?&lt;br /&gt;* him him him :DDD&lt;br /&gt;30] Who was your FIRST best friend and are you still friends with them?&lt;br /&gt;* ain :)&lt;br /&gt;31] Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;* my mum i guess?&lt;br /&gt;32] What was the first thing you did this morning?&lt;br /&gt;* solat subuh :)&lt;br /&gt;33] What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?&lt;br /&gt;* errr, never been to one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;34] When was your FIRST detention?&lt;br /&gt;* never had one.&lt;br /&gt;35] Who was your FIRST roommate?&lt;br /&gt;* errr?&lt;br /&gt;36] In 3 months do you think you will be in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;* not suree.&lt;br /&gt;37] Say something about the person you miss right now.&lt;br /&gt;* imy laaaaa! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day to everyoneeee! hehe. love love love everywhere -.- so, just now had PTM. boring laa sey. almost slept. zzzz. ended slightly late. then went home. sleep and slack at home. that's how i spend my V day -.- haha. not that bad laa yea? hmms. dont know whether later going for bbq or not. sigh. i'm so so bored at home laaaaaaaa. hw still havent do. wth. and my flu just getting worst. ohh well. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4495540567987241869?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4495540567987241869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4495540567987241869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4495540567987241869'/><link rel='self' 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up things for the court all. then rest. Gatsa had to play the first game but i asked mr michael for sub since i'm not feeling well. so, asked wei hao to play for me. so, in between game, jaga got hurt. fell down (intercept ball with wei hao) and had a deep cut on his chin. so, i had to sub for wei hao and zhi hui for jaga. played for a while then wei hao came back. i went up class to take jaga bag. so, as usual. lose -.- pathetic. but we did our best. hehe. &lt;i&gt;ohh get well soon jaga!&lt;/i&gt; : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second match, khairil fell down -.- haha. hurt his waist or smth but he's okay in the end. haha. released early for PE. haha. keep equipments then went back to class. got maths. go thru probability questions. got maths hw. ohh crap. then went down for recess. naufal was being clumsy. haha. some of his mee rebus gravy 'drop' on the table. friday the 13th! haha. after that physics. failed the test. 11/25. didnt really study for the test actually. sigh. then history. quite sleepy but finish up my conclusion since mr lim asked to do it. then we story2. after that he told us that the germany trip is most prolly cancelled. haha. then we gave suggestion to make a trip in s'pore -.- like labrador (spelling?) park, fort canning park, etc. so he then told us how the japanese ppl enter s'pore thru the causeway. wooo. fun fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that english. second time managed to really stay awake for the lesson -.- had spelling test at first. got 18/20. grrr. mistakes was from the word separate (which i spelled it as seperate) and accommodate (spelled it w/o double 'c' or 'm'. can't rmbr) haha. i love spelling :D then do paragraph development. boring. after school, went to westmall while the guys went to prayers. print pictures for khairil. after that, i meet the guys at gombak while diyana went home. then headed back to sch. so, yeah. thats all for the day. tiringgggggg. but i had fun! :DD hehe. right i got 'tonnes' of hw now. english, maths, physics, mt! wow! mdm zelda last min gave hw. wth. humpft. &amp;amp; dnt still not done yet. wth wth wth! sigh. very worried and stresss. right, i better get going now. kay byee. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; TOMORROW IS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAYYYYYY!!&lt;/span&gt; :DD and parent teacher meeting too :( humpft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the face to face talk was worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just now was superb. loves :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3786031389134326481?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3786031389134326481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3786031389134326481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3786031389134326481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3786031389134326481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/02/tgif-or-friday-13th.html' title='tgif or friday the 13th?'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-293994321428414895</id><published>2009-02-11T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:14:06.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when today marks a year'/><title type='text'>drowsy much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;25 random things abt me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wow! 25? wth. prff.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] i behave erratically :)&lt;br /&gt;2] i'm a chatterbox. endure people.&lt;br /&gt;3] i talk lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;4] i do weird things. and really, weird weird stuffs. &lt;i&gt;thanks to someone&lt;/i&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;5] i get mad easily.&lt;br /&gt;6] i sing in the bathroom sometimes O.o!&lt;br /&gt;7] sensitivity is part of me :)&lt;br /&gt;8] slow in terms of thinking when ppl tell me smth O.o!&lt;br /&gt;9] i enjoy sports even tho lazy at times.&lt;br /&gt;10] clumsy at times.&lt;br /&gt;11] butter fingers! yeah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;12] pessimistic. totally.&lt;br /&gt;13] narrow minded? think so.&lt;br /&gt;14] i got a high range of jealousy. wooo.&lt;br /&gt;15] i bang/throw things when i'm mad. even my phone. but not iPod :)&lt;br /&gt;16] stubborn. yea, i agree when ppl say this to me.&lt;br /&gt;17] lame at times.&lt;br /&gt;18] i laugh loudly at home :P&lt;br /&gt;19] lazy much.&lt;br /&gt;20] &lt;i&gt;wah. 5 more to go. hmms.&lt;/i&gt; can't control temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;21] i'm serious when it comes to smth impt.&lt;br /&gt;22] i dress casually.&lt;br /&gt;23] i can sometimes just scold someone when i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;24] i hate people who STARESSS! :D&lt;br /&gt;25] i can have the unfriendly/arrogant look. but, i'm friendly. ask my friends. they know me best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like finally. done with it right? haha. oh well. i'm bored. so i kill my time doing this. school is okay today. with the exceptions of some things here and there. my flu is really killing me. i've been &lt;i&gt;ha-chium-ing&lt;/i&gt; every now and then during class. and my voice? wow. haha. feel very weak at times in class and i just feel like sleeping. seriously. endure endure. i've just ate my medicine and woo. i'm a lil drowsy now. think i should have a rest. kay byee.&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentines day&lt;/span&gt;!! woohoo. haha. and and watch this youtube video. and make sure you laugh your ass out. hahaha. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4NxzlmihiI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4NxzlmihiI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-293994321428414895?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/293994321428414895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=293994321428414895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/293994321428414895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/293994321428414895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/02/drowsy-much.html' title='drowsy much.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7424570712116769642</id><published>2009-02-10T17:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:41:29.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't understand.</title><content type='html'>right. sorry for not updating. hmms, just can't find a time to do it actually. so, changed skin ystd night. but, again. no time to update. so i update now laa. mind you, random post cuz i'm just not in the mood now. just reached home. school was not so bad. except i went to the toilet alot of times. stupid flu. i wonder where i got it from. sigh. feel very weak and sleepy. had maths lesson for first 2 periods. go thru inequalities. ah die ah maths. idk how i have to go thru with the teacher like this. no comments ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ss. damn it. flunk ss test, as usual. nvm, i tried. then had cme. mr liu came in to talk to us. hmms. then recess. ate with diyana, xy, anisa and amira. this one also, no comments. had physics after that. had physics test. not that bad uh. not so sure abt the pressure part tho. heck ah. last 2 periods was english. quite boring but fun at the same time. after school, did malay assignment. was supposed to have remedial but mdm zelda got smth on. after that, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&amp;amp;t have yet to be completed. got malay hw. spelling test coming up. need to start revising alr. maths, science, CH, english. sigh. tmr maybe getting back CH test paper. confirm flunk. again, no comments. there's so much things to do. sigh. right, got nth more to say alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; tmr marks a year :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7424570712116769642?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7424570712116769642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7424570712116769642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7424570712116769642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7424570712116769642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-understand.html' title='i don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4530168403750527129</id><published>2009-02-05T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:15:18.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh i hate them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it's like almost a week since my last update. haha. no time to update of course. but, yeah, here i am to update. actually, i'm going to have a history test tmr. but, haha, not gonna study abt it. planning to FAIL :D because i want to go to mdm tang's remedial lesson. yes, i must be insane but she's a good C.H teacher. seriously. having her to teached me during sec 2 was magnificent. but, maybe i'll just study a lil. hehe. so, time passed by so fast that now, its already February. (valentine's day coming laaa oi!) haha. this week, hmms, a couple of things happen. but, lets put those aside because yesterday is history and tomorrow is mystery :) hehehehe :DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now during mother tongue lesson, cikgu zelda was like telling us that she's been bad to her husband. aww! haha. and telling us about how to spend valentine's day with loved ones. not only bf/gf but to others too like family, close friends etc. how sweet! woo. wonder how my valentine day will pass. hmms? haha *raise eyebrow* tsktsk. ok, i shud stop. hmms. lessons in sch is such a bore nowadays. and today, for the first time, we concentrate for chem and slack for el -.- all was like zombies cuz most of us was like sleepinggggg! haha. even me :P idk why i'm so restless today. &lt;s&gt;cramps maybe?&lt;/s&gt; hmms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr PE! woohoo! i love PE. hehe. logistics baby! haha. tmr match will be with anisa's grp. *raise eyebrow* hopefully can win uh. hehee. and and same recess :D hehehe. ohh, talking abt that, it reminds me abt smth. come on small kids! pick somebody your own size. and stop all those staring here and there. it's pathetic. you got a problem, just make that mouth move, seriously. dont you ppl got something better to do? i want to see how long all this will continue. and dont be hypocrites. why didnt u ppl just stare when &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is ard? why must u ppl wait for &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be alone? yea i think its funny shit like what diyana said. just 15 act like 15 okay? and if any of you happen to read this and have the intention to spead, be my guest. (and i KNOW who will) :D inform the rest abt it too laa okayy? :DDD seriously pathetic people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright. i'm done. kay byeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4530168403750527129?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4530168403750527129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4530168403750527129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4530168403750527129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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decide what you wanna be before birth, what exactly do you wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; wtf? i don't even have the brains to think before birth -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do mind painting your room orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; it is already orange -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you own a pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; definitely not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you sleep alone in the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; now yes. last time, with sis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many people live in your house now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; now? seven including puteri nur iffah :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you fight most with your mum or your dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; let see. mum, most of the time. dad? i prefer keeping it inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the person you are with currently now choosy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; choosy? no, definitely. he's awesome :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you do house chores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; obviously. i have to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you were stuck on the lift for few hours, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; i'll call the technician and said "get me out of here you moron!" :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the one thing you dislike most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; dislike? thing? hmms. studying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which animal do you least like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; err, alot actually.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which animal do you most like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; persian cat. like kak norsidah's one :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many rooms are there in your home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; 4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your life were a painting, what would you paint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; too bad. i suck at painting. so, you can imagine how it would be like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you probably be married by next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; -.- are you insane? i'm just 19, next year, for god sake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old will you be in 5 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; let see. 18+5= 23 :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you be married by then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; married? maybe not. but engaged, possibly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you happy with your current life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; definitely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what your ex is up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; mendaki tuition :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could grade your love life from 1-10 (1 is the worst) how many would you grade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; love life? hmms, no comments actually. but i'm happy with whatever that is happening now :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you miss the last person who call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; last person who called me? diyana? ohh yes! my partner-in-crime :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen 1hr ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; err, watching tv and eating breakfast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you wanna be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; not too sure abt that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; doing this survey thingy, idiot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you the youngest child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; wth. i already told you i'm the second -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do prefer you sister(s) or your brother(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; i have both. so, i LOVE all of them. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you wish you have now, that you don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; hmms. idk?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; abt 30mins ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have that one person who you wanna be with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; YES YES YES! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does you mum always agree or disagree about your relationship with someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; she's okay with anything as long as studies are not neglected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about your dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; abit strict but he's cool with it :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer watching sunset or fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; always both.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was the last meal you eaten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; erm, prata and the gravy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you drink milk straight from the bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; no idiot. it's unhygenic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you mind sleeping in the same bed with the person you last talk to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; you mean diyana? omg! -.- i can't imagine that. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. okay done. sigh. plain boredddd at home. everyone's out excluding my brother. later going out for his outside soccer team training. grrrr. and i'll be stuck at home with dad who's coming home later. wth -.- i feel like going out. seriously. sigh. but where to? hmmss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2369682803637878263?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2369682803637878263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2369682803637878263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2369682803637878263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2369682803637878263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7996315430950332248</id><published>2009-01-30T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:58:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip is awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh shit. my eyes formed eye bags! or however you spell it. grrr. it's uper ugly laa. wth. and it make my face look so so pale -.- ah, okay whatever. haha. okay so today happened to be the most stupid day ever for 5n2. idk why suddenly all of us was being stupid O.o! first 2 periods was PE. oh god i love the game. haha. and the best part of being a part of the logistic team, you don't need to run 3 rounds before starting the game :) hehe. awesome. sadesh was the coach/team manager. his strategy, hmms. not bad laa. but very tiring! first half of the game, me and diyana looks so dehydrated. haha. but just endure. good game :) after that was maths test. cumulative freq. hmms. not bad laa. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then recess. omg. i was so hungry but need to sort out the history file. endure. haha. after recess was physics. ergh, boring. then history. wah. i should have gone down for recess laa. he didnt want the file at last. wth. grrr. hmms. do timeline for Japan topic then done. last but not least, english. i'm so in love with english lessons now tho still feel sleepy during his class. haha. tmr mr yoong birthday! woohoo! haha. end of lesson, we sang for him birthday song. then he was like "thank you thank you" ahaha. we do miss him as our form teacher. sigh. haha. after school, went to eat. diyana was being super crazy today. idk wth is wrong with this woman. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right, gossip is just so awesome uh. you know why? because i got a "perfect" gossip partner to gossip with. ahaha. we talk abt the sec 3s and almost everyone laa. anyone that caught our attention. and in the middle of gossips, we'll laugh like nobody business. haha. yea, we are one mak nenek! :P it's like almost everytime we'll gossip. haha. gossip is just fun. haha. and woo. someone just got hit with words. haha. seems like he/she is not talking anymore. hahaha. you i know mak nenek :P ahaha. hmms. nothing to update alr. haha. kay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7996315430950332248?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7996315430950332248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-7464405352182595888.post-8611855449248734101</id><published>2009-01-27T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:13:15.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it's like a few mins left to 0000hrs. i still have the chance to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BURPDAY DUMMYKU!! hahahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 alr. take license!! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may all your wishes and dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work and study hard. smart too :P hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet up soon :) ily babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i'm actually doing el hw. sigh. stress stress. asking help from raudhah :P haha. sorry to bother you at this time. hmms. wah. i'm just too tired! sigh. d&amp;amp;t still havent finish. wth. sigh. alright, it is meant to be a short post actually. haha. kay byee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8611855449248734101?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8611855449248734101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8611855449248734101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8611855449248734101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8611855449248734101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title='omg.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-328259188106666472</id><published>2009-01-25T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:14:47.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imy.'/><title type='text'>imy can? :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvHBWHrsOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IySBLCq3EZY/s1600-h/DSC02026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295044612835750114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvHBWHrsOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IySBLCq3EZY/s200/DSC02026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; oh god. i totally miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;24/01/09. went out with my darling. last min plan. went out studying at our usual spot. update each other with things. awww. i miss her :) and took alot of pictures. haha. let the pictures do the talking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvNONDWAhI/AAAAAAAAAdY/i30AUbCi3xw/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295051430809698834" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvNONDWAhI/AAAAAAAAAdY/i30AUbCi3xw/s200/DSC02013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvN1mpvOII/AAAAAAAAAdg/7joTNYe9Mnw/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295052107696519298" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvN1mpvOII/AAAAAAAAAdg/7joTNYe9Mnw/s200/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvNN2lfw5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/0rdPrcwnFEk/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvOysiTvSI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pf4WLJiy96E/s1600-h/DSC02023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295053157247991074" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvOysiTvSI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pf4WLJiy96E/s200/DSC02023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvOy7C_GyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1Jq6xOIyRXo/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295053161143147298" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvOy7C_GyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1Jq6xOIyRXo/s200/DSC02038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvPrf1lXII/AAAAAAAAAd4/3oLRq7u8ey8/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295054133091720322" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvPrf1lXII/AAAAAAAAAd4/3oLRq7u8ey8/s200/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvPrq5EfHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4aV7grOovPs/s1600-h/DSC02068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295054136059133042" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvPrq5EfHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4aV7grOovPs/s200/DSC02068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. there is actually alot of them. we took 101 pics ystd -.- haha. that is like so alot. but but, aww. i had fun! hehe. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh. i should have met you ystd :((( imy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hmms. alright so, i skipped sch on fri. lazy to go since there's nothing to do. just pe and maths -.- haha. there's just a hell lot of assignments to do. let me just list it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;mother tongue article -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;maths sets language and notation.&lt;em&gt; i seriously don't ustd this topic :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;d&amp;amp;t. &lt;em&gt;ohh great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;english compo and summary &lt;em&gt;which have to be handed in last fri :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;peribahasa test! &lt;em&gt;this is such a disaster! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;maths test! :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh. the challenge of going to sec 5. damn, i can't slack anymore. remedials starting soon. wth -.- hmms. actually i wanted to do a quiz here. haha. found it on f/s. since i'm bored, i'll just do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name a person that you instantly smile when you see they're calling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is your current relationship status single or complicated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmms, i can't explain this. but i'm happy with whatever i have now :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you satisfied with what you currently have in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;absolutely :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever skipped class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if remedials, yes. school class, nopee. i'm a good girl :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do people ever think you're older/younger than you actually are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh yes. ppl tot i'm either pri 6 or sec 1 -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got someone on your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell yes! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since it's liked, i would say "aww. i like you too!" :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever liked someone a lot older than you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liked again? yes. a hell lot of them. cousins, aunties etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give You The World- The DEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's the last person to make you laugh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who do you think? -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last thing you ate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee rebus :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many people are you texting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will you be in bed within twenty minutes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;err, not too sure abt that. ehehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who were the last friends you were chillin' with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;err, friends? to be exact, cousin. hehe. my darling :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's the last person you saw in person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darling. but i wished it was him :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the last non-alcoholic beverage you had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmms, ice lemon tee? or iced chocolate?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmms. that depends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have a friend you can tell stuff to and you're sure they won't tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How old do you want to be when you get engaged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wooo. i'm not too sure. prolly 25? :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If your most recent ex said they hate you, you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll kill him first. and then, i'll kill myself :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you any good at math?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;err, yeahs. of course. fav subject :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever liked someone who had a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liked? haha. not love right? ohh yes. alot of them :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does the future scare you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, definitely :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you threatened by another girl/boy when it comes to who you like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;err, no i think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;err, too early to say abt it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there anyone you trust who you shouldn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so far, no :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is your number two on your top friend list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;number two? i don't even know who -.- haha&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there someone you can't stop thinking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell yes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO NO NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's on your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to meet him. that's all :( sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How is your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. a very long one, i know. hehehe. hmms, kay bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-328259188106666472?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/328259188106666472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=328259188106666472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/328259188106666472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/328259188106666472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/imy-can.html' title='imy can? :('/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SXvHBWHrsOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IySBLCq3EZY/s72-c/DSC02026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-7547188235435934066</id><published>2009-01-19T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:13:19.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh bby, i knw sumtimes it's gonna rain.</title><content type='html'>i can't seem to find an answer to this for a long time. i can't figure out how come i've gotten this just for helping people. idk why i've been given this kind of life. it's just one after another. so, i've been shoot for just trying to motivate someone. and previously, got blamed for 'interfering' in someone's r/s when he actually asked for help from me. how life is just so fair. i wonder how helping really helps when it just isn't helping after all. dubious much? i guess. somehow, i suffered the indignity of having to go thru all this. after all this, i just feel paranoid to the people ard me. the ignomy that i got can't be erased with just a single forgiveness. it's just too much to take after all. sigh. i guess this is the real life :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for goodness sake just mind your own business, people. don't be so itchy mouthed to asked, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eh, you guys together uh? you attached with him uh? you and him patch back alr uh?&lt;/span&gt; mind it, i won't be so nice anymore. i'm just sick and tired of people asking again and again. come on, can't you guys just find smth better to do than this? and just don't try to dig stories from my close friends(and they're the only ones who can know abt it) if you guys intend to. it's just useless. take care of your life first before taking care of mine and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;reply of taggies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;riri&lt;/b&gt;: hehe. HELLO again! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dama&lt;/b&gt;: alaa. aku kan busy lately. mcm maner nak contact mengontact. melayu&lt;br /&gt;habes. haha. hmms, chinese new year? insya'Allah. plan smth and i'll come :)&lt;br /&gt;hehe. miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dina&lt;/b&gt;: -.- very bad. just come to say goodbye jer? humpft. hehe. ohh. sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i lost almost everyone link last time and still progressing to re-link&lt;br /&gt;ppl back. haha. will link you soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7547188235435934066?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7547188235435934066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7547188235435934066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7547188235435934066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7547188235435934066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-bby-i-knw-sumtimes-its-gonna-rain.html' title='oh bby, i knw sumtimes it&apos;s gonna rain.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4728150331211782266</id><published>2009-01-14T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:34:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school? oh crap.</title><content type='html'>hello! haha. back again. for a while only uh. hehe. i'm supposed to be studying now actually =/ haha. but, later can. ard 8.30 or smth. hmms. so school's been fine lately. somehow, i enjoy english lessons alr -.- haha. i miss mr yoong laa. *sobs* unfortunately, he's not my form teacher anymore :( sigh. but, he still teach us english :) with his lame jokes etc. haha. maths, sigh. i just miss Miss Ma so much laa! my favourite teacher :) hehe. but apparently, 5N1 don't really fancy her. haha. still prefer Miss Ng. haiyo! all because of the HOD of maths. anyhow change only. haha. science, i just love physics. haha. chem, not so bad since practical came to the story alr. woohoo! chemicals 'playing' time soon! :P hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh did i mention that my class now is only left with 26 people? -.- almost half of the class gone. sigh. some didn't make it and some chose to go to ITE. haiyo! but, better concentration :) but i just miss all those noise pollution *sobs* :( hmms. sat with monyet, khairil and xing yan. directly at the first row, center. hahaha. yeah, better concentration. err, okaay. 8.30 soon. gtg now. kay byee. seldom updates. prolly once a week only. inactive for now. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: change of skin. secret valentine! woo. wonder who will be my valentine this year? =P haha. valentines day coming soon!! woohoo! err, before that, HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO FIZA!! (advance) hehehe. may all your wishes come true. this year, O lvl with me. haha. 'chiong' all the way yea? hehe. ly! :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; HAPPY SO ADVANCE BIRTHDAY TO DUMMY! wah. 18 ke per? haha. can take license alr. hehe. erm, good luck in your future babe. whatever it is, a wise decision have to be make. don't stop everything here ok? all the best. ly! meet up soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4728150331211782266?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4728150331211782266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4728150331211782266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4728150331211782266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4728150331211782266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-oh-crap.html' title='school? oh crap.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-290392087329621336</id><published>2009-01-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:30:36.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inactive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmms. sorry for the lack of updates. here for just a short post. just finished up doing mt homework. research on tunisia -.- ah! i still have english hw to do. sigh. i need to start revising soon. so, with the presence of O levels now, i promised myself not to really touch the computer everyday unless i really need it. so, i'll go on hiatus for the moment. updates will not be much since there's just so much to do with O. new boyfie. hahaha. so, if there's a need for anything, you either call/msg or leave a tag at the blog, frienster or facebook laa eh. haha. okay i gtg now. english homework. oh great. befoe i forget, fiza and dummy birthday coming! hehehe. kay byee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever it is, we stay together :)&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/7464405352182595888-290392087329621336?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/290392087329621336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=290392087329621336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/290392087329621336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/290392087329621336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/inactive.html' title='inactive.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4140908481937678371</id><published>2009-01-03T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:24:07.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whateverrrr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7YoP80NCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pUALfm9yjs8/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286901198567519266" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7YoP80NCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pUALfm9yjs8/s200/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Ynw_MRDI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1Ne952wDMdE/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286901190255985714" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Ynw_MRDI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1Ne952wDMdE/s200/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Y2GVyP2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/35UQ7XNnHZI/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286901436506062690" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Y2GVyP2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/35UQ7XNnHZI/s200/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Y2XZT-vI/AAAAAAAAAb8/CZ3rFsBkleE/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286901441084259058" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Y2XZT-vI/AAAAAAAAAb8/CZ3rFsBkleE/s200/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Zs1UzZYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YzfuuLvk-iU/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902376831346050" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Zs1UzZYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YzfuuLvk-iU/s200/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Ztb34bFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/G4gHvQgzKiI/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902387179023442" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7Ztb34bFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/G4gHvQgzKiI/s200/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7YMjHkXzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Mkfzi3wjhVc/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020109! haha. just the first day of school and i already went out with dama -.- that dummy. haha. ok, lets talk abt school first. school was fun, somehow. haha. meet with monyet, nadiah, kim, anisa, amira, nicole and all my other classmates. haha. miss them. got mr shahrizan as my form teacher -.-&lt;em&gt; i wonder how i'll past thru my last year in swiss&lt;/em&gt; :P haha. got a new maths teacher. haha. hopefully can work along with him. ahh! miss ma went 5N1. grrrrr. i miss her laaaa! sigh. me yoong will remain as english teacher :) woo. i love this year time table. haha. know why? because on thursday and friday, i end at 12.40 :) haha. heaven man! upper sec assembly changed to monday -.- and ends at 2.10. wth! grrr. haha. so school ends at 11.40 ystd. then hang ard with nad, kim and monyet. haha. ard 12.40, headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, switched on the comp and chat with dummy. haha. she was bored and she asked me out. so meet her at lot 1 at 4 plus. headed to safra and played bowling. met with hazique and shah___, err, shah something. can't rmbr the name. haha. hazique treat bowling. yeah, i lose. grrr. haha. what to do, no energy to play. they knows why :) haha. after that, met zulhilmy :) my twilight fan!!!! haha. yeah. finally i found a guy, yes a guy, who actually love twilight!! woooo!! hahahahas. very fun to talk with. haha. socialise well. first impression of him was like, errr, confirm shy shy type :P haha. but i was wrong laaa. he talked alot -.- haha. &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; thanks for the motivation ystd! haha. study outing with you and dummy soon :)&lt;/em&gt; went to vivo and eat dinner. after that, i went home and the rest continue their fun :) nice knowing them esp zul. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm missing that dummy now. hehe. but but, meeting her this thursday. aww, i can't wait! ehehes. so, today i cleaned my room. haha. alot of stuffs to throw away. cleaned the cupboard, my study table, books, my hair clips which is all over the place -.- make up etc. haha. packed my bag also. haha. so on monday no need to rush rush. ehehes. bringing my new bag. ergh. i want to buy books on monday. d&amp;amp;t book, history, maths etc. soeaking of d&amp;amp;t, hahahs, no longer 2hr and 30mins paper! woohoo!!! but, for the practical part, urgh! got presentation board *blur blur* disadvantage. sighs. ohh wells. later going to teman sis go work interview since she's not feeling well :( sighs. azean maybe coming along. ahahs. coincidently :D &lt;em&gt;come come with us azean :)&lt;/em&gt; imy laa seyy. err, okay long post already uh. haha. kay bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss azean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss kak faezah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss dummy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss raudhah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss tasha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4140908481937678371?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4140908481937678371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4140908481937678371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4140908481937678371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4140908481937678371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/whateverrrr.html' title='whateverrrr.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SV7YoP80NCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pUALfm9yjs8/s72-c/DSC00266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-4826636731934822214</id><published>2009-01-01T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:49:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year :)</title><content type='html'>woo. HAPPY NEW YEAR people! hahaa. it's 2009 beybeh! wohoo! -.- ok, that's exagerating. so, a year gone, another year begins. the memories back then, can't be looked back. alot of things happened last year. maybe i should list it down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i went to a new class, 4n2. a monkey class -.- haha. never been able to study properly with the noise pollution ard there :) but, they were all very nice ppl :)&lt;br /&gt;2. how unlucky was it to have been assigned to sit beside naufal hakim bin aman for mother tongue lesson. hahahahahas. i can't imagine i said those when i was assigned to sit beside him. but but, actually, it wasnt that bad you know. haha. secret talk when cikgu was talking then got caught and scolded together. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;3. hmms. 11 february 2008. a very bad day. an upset day actually. sigh. something happened but, it's for the good. and it is good. hehe. i won't get on detail for this :DD&lt;br /&gt;4. a small misunderstanding between friends are normal. in between last year, alot of misunderstandings happened between me and ain. but, yeah. we managed to settle it properly.&lt;br /&gt;5. sitting with monyet in class was fun. what do you expect? sitting with a monkey is the best! ahahahas. sorry diyana :) talk crap alot. haha. sleep in class etc. ohh i miss those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, there's a hell lot of them. i can't possibly list each and every single one of those. but but, i think both the sad and the happy moments are well equalised. i think? maybe alot of the bad moments uh. stress abt N levels and stuffs. hmms. i hope this year won't be like the last. so, been going ard blog hopping here and there and ppl are putting their resolutions on the blog. hmms. interesting. hehe. okay maybe i should start on mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESOLUTION FOR YEAR 2009!&lt;br /&gt;- pass O level with 15 points and below for L1B4 :) and err, below 20 for L1R5 :) aiming for poly. but will try for JC no matter what :)&lt;br /&gt;- no more sleeping in class! oh yes, i need to stick to this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;- exercise more! it helps to release stress you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;- avoid procrastination. i doubt i can =/&lt;br /&gt;- achieve the target set for myself :) must must.&lt;br /&gt;- do homework =P ahaha. yea i need to.&lt;br /&gt;- study study study :)&lt;br /&gt;*edits*&lt;br /&gt;- grow tall! :P (like yayat say -.- haha)&lt;br /&gt;- attend remedials and not skipping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there's a hell lot of them too. can't list all of them. hahaha. but i just hope i could achieve them, insya'Allah. so, ystd azean came back. grr. flight delay laaa. and and, we countdown at the airport -.- how pathetic is that. ahahas. but, nvm. had fun at least. hehee. sleep over at azean house for the night. haha. erm, kay kay. long post already. haha. see you guys tmr at school!! haha. kay byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4826636731934822214?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4826636731934822214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4826636731934822214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4826636731934822214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4826636731934822214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year :)'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-9118374648551567050</id><published>2008-12-31T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:49:23.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edit.'/><title type='text'>it's all about words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, so today is the last day of 2008. it's not a good one for me though. but i hope it is for the others. azean is coming back today! hehe. awww, imy darling :) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; grrr. school on friday. lazyyyy laaaa. still haven't buy school books. monyet called me on monday and said that all books will only be available on 2009 except maths -.- so i better buy when school reopens laa. anyways, no need to buy alot of books too since will be using the sec 4 ones. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i bought a new school bag. green colour. err, not exactly green laa. like pale green like that. haha. &lt;i&gt;semangat 2009!&lt;/i&gt; :P haha. erm, kay bye. nth to update anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-9118374648551567050?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9118374648551567050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=9118374648551567050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9118374648551567050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9118374648551567050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-about-words.html' title='it&apos;s all about words.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-9152846701287286952</id><published>2008-12-29T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:52:04.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><title type='text'>pay back time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, i'm bored. homework are right in front of my eyes now but i just pushed it away. haha. no mood to do yet :) hmms, so i owed raudhah 3 quiz in fact. but i'm gonna do one of it, first. hehee. so, here it goes. mind you, it's a long one. bear with me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When's the last time you ran?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ err, i can't rmbr =/ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do your jeans have rip, tears and holes in them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ err, i guess not. haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What are you dreading right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ohh. homework of course. grrr. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you celebrate 420?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ what the heck is 420? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you get the full 8 hours of sleep a night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ erm, seldom.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If anyone came to your house on you "lazy days" what will you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ haha. i'll ask them to go home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who last grab your ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ how in the world would someone grab an ass? -.- omg. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been on your school's track team?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ not even part of it :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you own a pair of converse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ unfortunately, no :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you copy and paste this survey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ err, not exactly. i have to type each and every word since raudhah dis-allow copying :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you eat raw cookie dough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ what's that? -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever kicked a vending machine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ahaha. yes. the school one :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you hate it when the radio ruins good songs by playing them over and over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ erm, yeah, sometimes =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you watch Trading Spaces?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ is there such show? -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How do you eat oreos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ haha. like how you eat it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever stayed online for a very long time waiting for someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i think i did before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you cocky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ sorry, don't get you. NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Could you live w/o computer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ is this even a question? of course can laaa. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you wear shoes in the house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ like rau says, not enough of wearing it outside ahh? O.o!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who or what sleeps with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ who? my sister? what? my pillows of course.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At what age did you find out that Santa wasn't real?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i'm supposed to believe in him? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many phones, house phones and cell phones are in your house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ hmms, cell phones, six of them. house phones, two :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you do when you're sad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ let's see. eat chocolates? hahas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who would you call first if you won a lottery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ am i suppose to be playing it at the first place? O.o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last time you saw your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ erm, on the 15th december? hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you in high school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ errrrr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What jewellery are you wearing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ erm, necklace? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is anyone on your bad side now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i'm not suree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's the first thing you do when you get online?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ see who's online? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you watch Grey's Anatomy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i prefer CSI Miami :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How do most people spell your name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ohh loads of ways. aisha, aishah, aisyah, aisya, nuraisha, nuraisyah, nuraishah, nuraisya. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you wear a boy/girlfriends clothes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ first of all, you said "a" right? why is there "s" on girlfriends? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where do you work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What are you doing tmr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i guess, doing my homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is Justin Timberlake becoming the next Michael Jackson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ erm, why would i care at the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite name for a girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite name for a boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ahaha. i won't say it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will you keep your last name when you get married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ do i have a last name? *check* siti nuraishah binte mohamed yusof. i can't find one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When was the last time you left your house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ystd at ard 2030hrs? haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you return your cart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have a dishwasher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ohh nah. i wash dishes "manually". haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What noise do you hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ wth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you survive in prison?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ IF i ever land in there (touchwood), i'll tell you whether i survive or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who is the youngest in your family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ mohamed khair bin mohamed yusof :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If all your friends are going for a road trip, who would most likely overpack?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ahahas. who knows? never been into one before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you know anyone with the same name as you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ haha. yeahss. a hell lot because my name can be divided into three parts. siti, nur and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aishah. hahas -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's the last thing you purchased?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ mac donalds :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do your siblings ever pay stuffs for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ahaha. yesss! that's why i love them :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What brand are your pants right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ swiss cottage brand :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever been to Gerogia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ unfortunately, no laaaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What irritates you most on the internet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ lacking problem. grrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What brand is you digital cam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ wow. you asked alot man! don't own one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you watch movies with your parents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ yeapss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What song describes your life now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ Lucky- Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you own expensive perfume now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ yeahss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you taking college classes right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ im not even in college so how to take the class? -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you like sushi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ ewww. not likely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you get your hair cut every month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ i'm not even allowed to cut my hair! grrrrrrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you go online everyday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ usually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will you pass on this survey to 5 ppl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ like, at last, you're done asking right? zzzz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. dummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. natasha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. azean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. naufal hakim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. maryaaam :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright. like finally. done with it. hahaas. hmms, azean leaving for Medan today! awww. i'm gonna miss you baby! haha. come back fast, okayy? see you on the 3rd Jan! hehe :) hmms. bored bored. i'm still working on with my homework. holiday mood is still here laa sey. no mood to do homework. haha. maybe i should just tear it away? =/ amcm yayat? :)) woohoo! kay, bye. no mood to post laa actually. smth is just bothering me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is my only job here nothing but wait and wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-9152846701287286952?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9152846701287286952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=9152846701287286952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9152846701287286952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9152846701287286952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/pay-back-time.html' title='pay back time.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4556267031536889589</id><published>2008-12-26T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:25:44.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic? hmms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*singing*&lt;br /&gt;tell me why.. it's so hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;don't remind me.. i'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;tell me why.. i can't seem to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a little too not over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, i'm back. haha. like obviously kan? -.- &amp;amp;&amp;amp; awww. he's back too! like finally! after ages of waiting. grrr. haha. erm, ok, so as informed -.-, i went for holiday. to langkawi and kl. erm, boring abit laaa. sighs. very lazy laa to update abt it. hahaa. i'll update abt it another day :) just here to update for a while. hehe. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeahhss! tmr family outing + cousins! haha. picnic, again :DD aww. i just can't wait! hehehe. hmms, yeah changed skin. hehe. and song too. aww, i love the song much! hehehe. david archuleta *screamsss!* hahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmms, for the last 2 days, sleep over at azean's house. haha. i'm bored at home, wadya expect? haha. played uno stacko till late night. haha. talked abt some stuffs. haha. watched lion king :) and ystd went changi with aunts. small picnic uh. hahas. fun fun. very lazy to upload pictures. hahas -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh. i've watched twilight (officially) with siblings on the 19th and the day when the earth stood still at langkawi. on the 19th too. cool huh? hahaa. ohh wells. i still havent buy school books. maybe this monday. hehee. erm, kay byeee! i miss that crazy-but-weird dude like hell! haha -.- &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i miss my 'cousins' (anak pakcik idris) too!!! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sighs. pms just sucks laaa. pathetic creature that exist in the world :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4556267031536889589?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4556267031536889589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4556267031536889589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4556267031536889589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4556267031536889589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/pathetic-hmms.html' title='pathetic? hmms.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-2474658318032253686</id><published>2008-12-19T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:38:59.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alhamdullilah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;alhamdullilah! i passed N levels, at last! :) scored 8 points for LIB2 but 7 points for best 3 subs. grades are as follows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;english: four&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;combined humanities: five &lt;strong&gt;-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mathematics: two &lt;strong&gt;(grrr)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;science(phy/chem): three&lt;strong&gt; (grrrr)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;design and technology: three :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;malay: two :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oral: merit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;err, yeah i'm preety disappointed abt my maths and science grade. i was aiming for a distinction for those subs. grrr. maybe i didn't do it properly. because on that particular day, chemistry and physics paper was together. argh! plus maths paper 1 in the afternoon. what a disaster. maths, sighs. drop maybe because of my paper 1 laa. screwedddd :( alhamdulillah for my D&amp;amp;T and mother tongue. i really got to thank mr ethan wong and cikgu zelda. miracle when they said 100% pass for D&amp;amp;T.&lt;i&gt;no wonder mr wong was grinning all the time ystd -.-&lt;/i&gt; after how many years of taking D&amp;amp;T, i finally passed it. from U last year, i got a three. thanks mr ethan wong :) malay, wow! last year was three. and i did improve -.- haha. thanks alot cikgu zelda. those scoldings and pushing were worth it, seriously. thank you cikgu :) more pushings come next year teachersss :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;combined humanities?? O.O! yes, i was shocked when i receive a five for that -.- i just can't believe i got that grade. &lt;i&gt;is there some mistakess?&lt;/i&gt; i remembered not doing both the papers fully. for SS, i gave the wrong points for SEQ -.- maybe i scored the SBQ? hmms. for history, ohhh. i didn't fill in all the points i guess? SBQ again? haha. but, whatever it is, alhamdullilah! at least i didnt get any U this time. haha. overall, satisfied with my resuts tho not all. haha. i did better than last year of course. except for english -.- &lt;i&gt;status quo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow. so next year is another big year for me and to all of us who got promoted. for those who didnt, relax yea? you did your best for this. don't give up. continue and pursue your dreams in ite. ite is not &lt;i&gt;it's the end&lt;/i&gt; -.- like some says. you can achieve better there. just don't give up okayy? :) wish you guys all the best in life :) keep in contact :D woo. next year O LEVEL! wow! i just can't believe my eyes. &amp;amp; ohh man! back to books again. and not to mention those 'tons' of holiday assignments they gave us. i forget some maths formula already. ahahas. oh well! i got to get the gear moving. congratulations to all of us. we've put in the effort and hard work. all those suffereings were all worth while :D a new beginning begins now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; congratulations Hazirah! aww. i was hoping you would accompany me at swiss :( haha. but nvm. all the best there, okayy? study hard dear :D hmms, so, i'll be going for hols tonight. 5 days not in singapore. anything, just leave a tagg laa eh. i'll be back on the 23rd. at night i think? haha. erm, kay byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASYRAFUDDIN. i mean, belated. but we did celebrate with you yeaa? hehee.finally you're 17 brother. sighs. whatever happened, be strong okayy? we'll always be here for you, dear brother :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;day three + day four:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;congrats dear. you won me for L1B2. all those hard works are worth while right? keep on working hard next year okay? whatever it is, just don't give up alright? you prove yourself alr that you can. keep telling yourself that :D things will be great for you :) and fcuk you! make me waste my tears. just don't make me panic like that again okayy? i don't care. that strangle i told you abt is ON ok? grrrrrr. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2474658318032253686?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2474658318032253686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2474658318032253686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2474658318032253686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2474658318032253686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/alhamdullilah.html' title='alhamdullilah.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4052587504412777571</id><published>2008-12-17T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:25:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUj2-u9tosI/AAAAAAAAAZU/T0KuiwmH77I/s1600-h/Time_Flies_by_ieatSTARS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280742120711103170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUj2-u9tosI/AAAAAAAAAZU/T0KuiwmH77I/s200/Time_Flies_by_ieatSTARS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; when time flies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow happens to be a (according to ain) 'dooms day' for me and maybe for some of the rest. sighs. N level results will be out exactly at 2pm tmr. maybe with the addition of principle bla-ing here and there, it'll be put ard 2.30pm. whatever it is, good luck to all. i wish for the best :D sighs. scared scared. all i know, i wasn't really this scared last year. and with &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; not here, it just make things not better laa. sighs. tmr dummy, yayat, faris and ain will come to support. thanks guyss. and i just can't wait to meet you guyss laaa! long time never meet alreadyyy :DDD erm, okay. guess that's all. byee ): &amp;amp; it's prolly ard 2214hrs there. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*add ons* tmr twilight will be OFFICIALLY released!! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;day twooo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*counting fingers* how many days left laa crazy head? just make your ass land here soon can? sighs. good luck for tmr too okay? msg me when you receive your results alr. imy, like alwaysss ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4052587504412777571?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4052587504412777571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4052587504412777571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4052587504412777571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4052587504412777571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-flies.html' title='time flies.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUj2-u9tosI/AAAAAAAAAZU/T0KuiwmH77I/s72-c/Time_Flies_by_ieatSTARS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-2880567965990417386</id><published>2008-12-16T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:21:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh dude, imy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUe1U4slI3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/htfw_iqsNd8/s1600-h/I_Miss_You_by_lovelybutterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280388458536575858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUe1U4slI3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/htfw_iqsNd8/s200/I_Miss_You_by_lovelybutterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;when you're far away..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh great. i'm just so tired today. i didn't really had a proper sleep. calls and msges just kept me awake thru the night/morning. &lt;i&gt;not really awake laa XD but it's okay. endurance.&lt;/i&gt; i only had a total of 5 hours of sleep, prolly? hmms. ohh i just miss the morning call :( sighs. so, woke up at ard 9? send puteri to school and went to west coast park with sis and bro. just to kill some time before taking mum from her work place. had mac for breakfast. and that doesn't really help my sleepy-ness. haha. after that, walk ard there. zzz boring laa. then suddenly decided to hang out at grandma's crib. laugh alot cuz bro was making a fool of himself. few minutes later, off to take mum. stop by at teck whye for a while then headed home. manage to catch 30 mins of sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waited for kak faezah to come. watched kung fu panda thru my ps3. ahahas. funny panda. when kak faezah arrive, we went to jurong west for a while to collect some stuffs for dad. then headed off to grandma's crib again to park the vehicle there. went to west coast plaza for a while. then went back to grandma's crib. aunt cook mee goreng. &lt;i&gt;haha. bedal jer laa.&lt;/i&gt; hang ard there till 6 then headed back home. sighs. i'm tired now. but don't feel like sleeping yet. bored bored bored. results out in abt 2 days i think. dama coming down to support! haha. &lt;i&gt;thank you dummy&lt;/i&gt; :P sighs. nervous and scared at the same time. how'll i do this time? sighs. after that, i'm off for hols. gahss. kay bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*add ons* it's prolly ard 2308hrs there. sighs. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;imy dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;day one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sighs. ohh dude, imy laa. come back home fast laaaa crazy head :( *sobs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2880567965990417386?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2880567965990417386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2880567965990417386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2880567965990417386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2880567965990417386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohh-dude-imy.html' title='ohh dude, imy.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUe1U4slI3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/htfw_iqsNd8/s72-c/I_Miss_You_by_lovelybutterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1366366215470337090</id><published>2008-12-15T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:11:02.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conclusion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUXDvoliMvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zjyvz7eCqm4/s1600-h/Confusion_by_johnofarc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279841361277891314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUXDvoliMvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zjyvz7eCqm4/s200/Confusion_by_johnofarc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;at first, confusion landed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279842897064584290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUXFJB1nZGI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sHG1GIZ9jS4/s200/An_Unfair_Game_by_heroesfanatic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a while later, unfairness hit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279842756356676834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUXFA1qPHOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/-Skv3tdD2mk/s200/Disappointment_by_ihearshes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the end, disappointment conclude it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sigh. idk what else to say. how i wish things didn't go this way. whatever uh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;threee more dayyyss. lj updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1366366215470337090?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1366366215470337090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1366366215470337090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1366366215470337090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1366366215470337090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/at-first-confusion-landed.html' title='conclusion?'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SUXDvoliMvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zjyvz7eCqm4/s72-c/Confusion_by_johnofarc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-7117934208642099755</id><published>2008-12-06T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:08:10.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be strong darling. tho i don't really know what's wrong, relax yea? you've got to tell me tmr abt it. whatever it is, like you said, don't keep things to yourself. you've been keeping alot. so i guess, it's time for you to let it out yea? sabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh. i'm so bored now. &lt;i&gt;someone is working. grrr.&lt;/i&gt; just can't find anything to entertain myself. &lt;s&gt;ergh! head rush! painful much! sigh.&lt;/s&gt; ok, i'm worried sick abt sis. sigh. &lt;i&gt;relax sis. anything, just wake me up if you can't sleep. i'll accompany you. rest well. you need to drive tmr. hmms.&lt;/i&gt; tmr going to johor; cousin house. got kenduri. going off maybe after zuhur then stay there for the night. sigh. i'm so restless now. hmms. whatever uh. bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7117934208642099755?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7117934208642099755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7117934208642099755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7117934208642099755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7117934208642099755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-6197726820610157590</id><published>2008-12-05T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:46:52.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthdayy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAFWAH AND SORFINA! hehehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;safwah: &lt;i&gt;ok, don't suffocate my turtle anymore okay?&lt;/i&gt; :DD hehe. you're 8 today! study hardd alright? make mummy and daddy happy. tsktsk. love you cousin! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorfina: my sweet niece! errr, idk how old are you. prolly 3? i think? haha. well, happy birthday! may all your wishes and dreams come true. hehe. ask your abah to buy for you more accessories. you seemed to be losing alot of them. haha :DD love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FIZA IS FINALLY BACKKKKKK FROM SHANGHAI! hehehe. meet you and the rest soon can can? hehehe. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ABG KHAI IS BACKK FROM CHINA TOO!! hahas. hmms, so ystd plan was on. haha. &lt;em&gt;weyy, i want that picture ok. i'll credit! promise!&lt;/em&gt; haha. went to service phone first. after that walk ard. then solat and went far east to eat. haha. met azura and mustaqim. woohoo! :P then, we took the train to go expo. accompany him collect the race pack for this sun standard chartered run. then walk ard at the booth set up there. after that, went home. wah! that aunty really is a nuisance man! grrr. haha. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; someone is stuck with twilight book now! tsktsk. &lt;em&gt;edward cullen!! *screamss*&lt;/em&gt; :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmms, sunday got kenduri at late cousin's house. &lt;em&gt;sigh. the last day you'll be there. *sobss*&lt;/em&gt; staying over there for one night. coming back after the guys solat hari raya on monday. wooo. ard 2 more weeks to results. i'm so nervous. sigh. praying for the best. &lt;em&gt;amin, insya'Allah&lt;/em&gt;. so, prolly on that day going out with sis? or with friends? haha. whatever it is, i have to get my stuffs ready for the trip next day. next week, going out with siblings to buy sandals! haha. i'm getting another brazilliano praia since my old one is dying. haha. taking another colour. regret taking the recent one. white surface is a disaster. grrr. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh! i watched lion king part 2, just now. haha. ok, childish. i know. and and, i love one of the song where simba sang to his daughter, kiara. awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*singing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the wisdom to lead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the courage that you need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will find when you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahas. WOW! swiss and dunearn draw! 1-1. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;hmms, weak uh lu brother! humfpt.&lt;/em&gt; whatever it is, they did their best. dunearn scored thru penalty while swiss, err, someone scored. don't know who. &lt;em&gt;ps: at least swiss did better than last year, 7-1&lt;/em&gt; :P hmms, congrats for both school. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; pirated bf, you're the best goalkeeper! hahahas :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-6197726820610157590?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6197726820610157590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6197726820610157590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6197726820610157590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6197726820610157590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthdayy.html' title='happy birthdayy.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-1375102116647352927</id><published>2008-12-03T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:30:21.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*singing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This can only be as good as we both make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess sometimes its gonna hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can be as happy as we want to be, girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we gotta make it work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woo. naufal asked me to do a quiz from his blog. grrr. it's like the same as the previous one. haha. lazy to do now. will do some other day laa, okayy? hehe. hmms, so i rot at home today. sigh. bored.&lt;i&gt;dear cousin, i'm still thinking abt you. sigh.&lt;/i&gt; tmr &lt;u&gt;maybe&lt;/u&gt; going out. ohh i so can't wait okk! hehe. &lt;i&gt;it's been 2 weeks alr tau.&lt;/i&gt; hope tmr jadi. haha. hmms, okaay. nth to update actually. just bored. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; woo. stuck with this song now! :D peace.&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/7464405352182595888-1375102116647352927?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1375102116647352927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1375102116647352927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1375102116647352927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1375102116647352927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-it-work.html' title='imy.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-9044957659929487628</id><published>2008-12-02T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:17:46.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest cousin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the unexpected loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you seem perfectly fine the day before. no one expect this to happen. you were so young to leave. it was nearly the same time like your dad :'( we are gonna miss you. i wished we had more time together. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ajal maut di tgn tuhan&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; we have to accept it. we didn't expect you to leave this way. the pain inside was so painful now that we know the cause. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;semoga diletakkan di golongan org2 yang beriman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :'( we'll miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hope &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; realise this MR. because if you don't, there's nth left for us to say. you'll know soon enough. maybe tdy, maybe tmr, maybe next month. they had a great lost ystd. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you shld see how your mum was when she entered the house with your brother's body.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so, pls. use that brain of yours to think abt it. you'll never know when is the time you'll leave. think abt that MR. you're their only hope now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-9044957659929487628?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/9044957659929487628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=9044957659929487628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9044957659929487628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/9044957659929487628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/12/dearest-cousin.html' title='dearest cousin.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-8299076684746390928</id><published>2008-11-30T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:10:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight.</title><content type='html'>got this quiz from maryam blog. haha. got my name on it. so, as i'm bored now &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(since he went to work. sniff sniff), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'll just do the quiz to kill time. haha. it's a long one. bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The person who tagged me?&lt;br /&gt;- err, no one. but i just do it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your r/s with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;- cousin :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmms, let me seeee *thinking*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cute&lt;br /&gt;- sweet&lt;br /&gt;- very quiet when she see me everytime. boohoo :(&lt;br /&gt;- nice to chat with :D&lt;br /&gt;- errr? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The most memorable thing that she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;- she told me that twilight movie is already out in the net :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The most memorable thing that she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;- err. not sure. we barely talk =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;- O.o! haha. nice question. i'm not a lesbian :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If she becomes your lover, she will:&lt;br /&gt;- i think she'll run to her dad and inform my mum abt it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If she becomes your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- i doubt that'll happen to us :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;- told you. i doubt it'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The most desired thing that you want to do for her?&lt;br /&gt;- make her talk to me when she see me!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Your overall impression of her?&lt;br /&gt;- sweet! just like my aunt :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) How you think ppl ard you feel abt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm not a mind reader like Edward Cullen! hehehe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- idk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The characteristics you love for yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- erm, not sure abt that? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) On the contrary, the characteristics you hate abt yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm short!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;- err, not the time to tell yet i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) For the ppl who care and like you? (say smth to them)&lt;br /&gt;- haha. ily guys too and thanks for all those care and concern! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel abt you?&lt;br /&gt;-raudhah&lt;br /&gt;-maryam! (again! haha)&lt;br /&gt;-azean&lt;br /&gt;-hazirah&lt;br /&gt;-naufal hakim&lt;br /&gt;-hidayat (since you're so so free lately. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;-dama&lt;br /&gt;-tasha&lt;br /&gt;-amira&lt;br /&gt;-atiqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is no.6 having r/s with?&lt;br /&gt;- woo. he's single. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Is no. 9 a male/female?&lt;br /&gt;- she's a female of course -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a gd thing?&lt;br /&gt;- O.o! they're both female for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What is no.2 studying abt?&lt;br /&gt;- err, i just heard smth abt POA? hehe. and the other various subs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) When is the last time you chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;- erm, last week i guess? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) what kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm not too sure. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;- ohh yes! she's my husband you know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) How abt no. 7?&lt;br /&gt;- nahh. she's obsessed by other guys. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm not sure abt that. hehe. &lt;i&gt;are you cousin?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;- O.o! he's a malay and malays don't have surname. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What's the hobby for no. 4?&lt;br /&gt;- hmms, not sure again. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;- i guess? haha. from the same house. GREEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;- s'pore of course. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Say smth casual abt no. 1?&lt;br /&gt;- ustazah!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;- OMG! next please. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Where does no. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;- i think somewhere near woodlands. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) What colour does no. 3 like?&lt;br /&gt;- erm erm? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Are no. 5 and no. 1 bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;- ah hah! nice question. i think they are, somehow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;- no, i think. &lt;i&gt;do you, rau?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;- hahahaha! idk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;- erm, onlining? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo. what a long post. hahahaha. hmms, so i watched twilight. everything. not that bad. cut scenes, obviously. not that satisfied. hahaa. but overall, best! hehe. erm, okay byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8299076684746390928?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8299076684746390928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8299076684746390928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8299076684746390928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8299076684746390928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-this-quiz-from-maryam-blog.html' title='twilight.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7215182177219974795</id><published>2008-11-29T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:59:50.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovebug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*singing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I’m speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the edge and just breathless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought that I’d catch this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love bug again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopeless, head over heels in the moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought that I’d get hit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With this love bug again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. stuck with this song now. ok, monyet, shhh! hehehe. today went ECP with family. some sort of family day laa. hehe. picnic-ing. tsktsk. bored as there's not much to do. so, i just listen to my iPod. speaking of it, my PINK earpiece spoiled!! damn it laa. wth! grrrr. and it's always the right side. i just bought it like abt 2 months ago and now it's spolied? -.- sigh. i definitely have to buy a new one before my trip. grrr. ard 4 plus, headed of to T3. watch airplanes. haha. boringg. after that, went T2 for swensens! hehe. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lost appetite. grrr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :P ate tic-tac-toe sandwich! yums! so nice! hehes. headed home after that. tiredd seyy. ok, i'm off. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; wooo. i watched half of twilight already. haha. ok, i knew i said i didn't want to watch it at first. but, i can't resist it laaa. whatever it is, i'm still watching the movie when it's release in the theaters. grrr. blame rau and maryam for this. roars! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;scared.scared.scared.scared.scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;one after another. what comes next? sigh.&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/7464405352182595888-7215182177219974795?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7215182177219974795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7215182177219974795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7215182177219974795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7215182177219974795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/lovebug.html' title='lovebug.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-2703336910865618335</id><published>2008-11-26T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:20:05.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;grrr. maryam watched twilight. ONLINEE! (oh cousin, i'm so gonna kill you to post abt it on your blog! grrrr!) haha. i'm so not going to watch. &lt;i&gt;sabar aishah, sabar!&lt;/i&gt; i got the urge to watch it. so can't wait. but, err, i guess i'll wait. hehehe. will watch it right after taking N level results. with sis! hehee. she agreed to accompany me to take the results and i managed to persuade her to watch twilight with me! :DD hehehe. after that, have to prepare for hols. grrr. hehehe. 5 DAYSSSS! :D i so can't wait. hehehe. dum di dum dum dum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erm, so, change of blogskin. hehe. bored. and, yeah. decided to update too. hehe. last monday, went to watch puteri dance, bumble beeee at home team NS with sis. ohh the kids are so so cute!! hehehe. and and, i saw triplets! all boyss! and they are cute. i wonder which one is the oldest. hahaha. sis was shocked when i showed her. first time saw triplets sey. hahaha. that graduation concert reminds me of my childhood days. i miss all those nursery rhymes, those actions. awww! i miss those, alot! haha. those kids were so so cute. i definitely laugh my ass out. they push each other just to grab the microphone. wth! haha. lalalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ystd went out with cousin and sis. sis wanted to find her prom dress. err, she didn't exactly bought dress laa. haha. she bought a blouse and bag at GUESS. the blouse cost 100++ that's so ex. grrr. and bought a brown skirt at ZARA. grrr. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;brown.&lt;/span&gt; i'm so jealous. haha. just now had some "class" with puteri's grandma. okay, i so can't wait to see sis being the guinea pig next monday! hahaha. accept it, sis. tsktsk. yuha yuhi yuhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt; i'm just trying to distract myself here. i'm not happy with how things are working out with my life. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm preety annoyed with YOU now. get that in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2703336910865618335?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2703336910865618335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2703336910865618335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2703336910865618335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2703336910865618335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/annoyed.html' title='annoyed.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4498223455992920333</id><published>2008-11-18T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:14:41.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmareee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(was tagged by Hazirah to do this thingy )&lt;br /&gt;Rules &amp;amp; regulations :-&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/ habits/ little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/ habits/ little know facts as well as state the rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end, you need to choose 10 names to be tagged &amp;amp; list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4) No tag back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Random facts about me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;love weird but cool stuff. &lt;li&gt;always talk to myself. &lt;li&gt;blabbered alot. &lt;li&gt;can't speak properly at timess. &lt;li&gt;talk when sleeping. &lt;li&gt;own a lazy ass. &lt;li&gt;sing in the toilet. &lt;li&gt;love DORA alot :D &lt;li&gt;scared of horror movies. &lt;li&gt;cry baby :P tsktsk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 person that must do this game or survey:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- anyone who wants to do this :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what a nightmaree. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4498223455992920333?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4498223455992920333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4498223455992920333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4498223455992920333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4498223455992920333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/nightmareee.html' title='nightmareee.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4205881015490737877</id><published>2008-11-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:05:10.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erratic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to play badminton just now. woohoo! so the fun! haha. despite all those bendings and stretching and running etc, i did have so much fun with the loved ones. ohh yes. someone did make me run alot. grrr. played all the way till 6 plus when the time limit was only until 5. haha. no one stopped us. so we just continue ja. gahhs! i lost 2 matches. but score not that far! haha. nvm. i'll win the next time :P tsktsk. after badminton, went to eat at this one place. haha. someone just can't stop talking :P after eating, went home. damn! i'm so so tireddd. my hand is aching alot. including the waist too. all thanks to those bendings. grrr. but, FUNNN! :D haha. ohh! i can't wait for this sundayy :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; woooooooo! PS3!! my baby! hahaha. someone jealousss :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4205881015490737877?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4205881015490737877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4205881015490737877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4205881015490737877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4205881015490737877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/erratic.html' title='erratic.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-2653217427296429581</id><published>2008-11-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:00:31.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking dawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wooots. bought the fourth book alreadyy! haha. now i have the full set! woohoo! haven't start reading but will start soon. hmms. ystd went to Nilai. zzzz. so boring laaa. i spend my time reading eclipse. haha. the journey there wasn't that bad uh. very boreddd too. i just manage to bought escada perfumeeee only. the others just didn't catch my attention. haha. this sunday, cousin engagementttt! :D i so can't wait. hehe. hmms, okay. i shld start reading breaking dawn now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i don't know why. it seems like almost everyone i know now, is changing. sch friends and it seems like, the outside ones too. hmms. idk laa eh. maybe it's me all alonggg. sigh sigh.&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/7464405352182595888-2653217427296429581?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2653217427296429581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2653217427296429581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2653217427296429581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2653217427296429581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-dawn.html' title='breaking dawn.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7160714298235922944</id><published>2008-11-07T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:59:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 yearss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the small world between us wasn't the same since the day you left. we've been going through day by day without you by our side. leaving us within a short period of time being together wasn't a right one. but, who are we to stop all this from happening? it's been 4 years now since the day you left us. the love you shared with us were still strong deep inside each of us. every single year, we teared knowing that you weren't here anymore with us. the memories you left us are the only possession we had. we wished we could rewind all those times again. the love you showed was fair. the careness you gave was splendid. still, it's hard to accept you've left us for 4 years today. for everything that you've gave us, we thank you for it all. we love you :'((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i've never felt any worst when you did those. it hurts.&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/7464405352182595888-7160714298235922944?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7160714298235922944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7160714298235922944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7160714298235922944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7160714298235922944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-yearss.html' title='4 yearss.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4333795300960475045</id><published>2008-11-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:30:46.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky i'm in loveee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;eclipseeeeee! haha. bought the book! i can't stand the thirst you see. and it cost 32 bucksss. wth! so, today went out with cousin. went orchard. watched 007! hehes. digital oneee. so coool! walk walk ard. went borders to look for eclipse. but don't have. ended up going kinokuniya to buy it. wth! they tried to hide it. but me, being kiasu (typical singaporeans) dig through the stack of books and found eclipse. hahas. stupidddd! tsktsk. so, i'm going to try to finish it asap so that i can move on to the fourth one: breaking dawn! hehes. collection of stephenie meyer twilight saga! :DD hmms. so this sunday, i got a date with mum! haha. going Nilai; Seremban. just accompany herrr. tsktsk. next week, cousin engagement dayyy! maybe staying over at their house on sat since the engagement will be on sunday. awww! looks like i'll be away from singapore on the weekends for two weeks. ahahas. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;too bad lovee :P&lt;/span&gt; okay. done. byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4333795300960475045?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4333795300960475045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4333795300960475045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4333795300960475045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4333795300960475045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/lucky-im-in-loveee.html' title='lucky i&apos;m in loveee.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7495934079657070020</id><published>2008-11-05T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:29:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilighttttt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SRGooGz-9gI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SRTIQT1VDqo/s1600-h/Twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265174846349702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SRGooGz-9gI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SRTIQT1VDqo/s200/Twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;omg omg omg! i can't wait for the movie!! the book is so freaking awesomeeee! rau, watch together yeaa? pls pls pls? hehehehehehes. i finished reading the book within 2 daysss! yess! i didn't stop reading it. it's so irresistible!!! and i'm thirsty for moreeee! hahas. so, finished the book on sunday morning. and bought the second book in the afternoon! ohh yes, i'm so insane over twilight saga!! gaahhs! i finished the second book in two days too! ahahahas. yeahs, insane is the right word for me. and now, i'm so waiting for the third which is currently out of stock! wth wth wth! humpft. and and, twilight trailer is so awesomeeee! hahas. can't wait laa seyyy!! movie will be out on 18 December!! right after my date with the N guy, i'm watching it! hahahas. rau!!! pls be online soon! i got a plan in my head nowwww! hehehes. and yeaa, you really got a hell lot of news to tell me abt, you know. hehes. meet up soon ustazah!! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; good luck for the remaining papersssss! imy aloottttt D: err, that sounds wrong :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7495934079657070020?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7495934079657070020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7495934079657070020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7495934079657070020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7495934079657070020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilighttttt.html' title='twilighttttt.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SRGooGz-9gI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SRTIQT1VDqo/s72-c/Twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-2792372223884902090</id><published>2008-10-31T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:33:28.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SQsFmWHrZrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/arVBcSrIJ_g/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263306745843508914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SQsFmWHrZrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/arVBcSrIJ_g/s200/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ; i miss this ustazah :( meet up soon yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, today went out. teman naufal for his interview. wth this guy. want to interview but then scared scared -.- zzzz. haha. met up with izuan. aww. so chinese-sy. cute cute :D tsktsk. went to paragon and search for the place. turns out, it was outside the building O.o! haha. so, izuan and naufal filled up form then interview bla bla bla. haha. manager handsome noh! :D after that, went solat at masjid Al-Falah. then then, went to eat at Shaw House. met dama! haha. we were lucky. right naufal? haha. lame. then, went to borders. bought my TWILIGHT book! awww. haha. can't wait for the movie! hehehehe. after that, went to epic shop. bought my iPod crystal cover. zzz. haha. very the bulky. hmms. then backtrack home. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmms. idk? i just feel so different now. sigh sigh.&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;imy!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but hw abt you? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erm, okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-2792372223884902090?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/2792372223884902090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=2792372223884902090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2792372223884902090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/2792372223884902090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-song.html' title='our song.'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SQsFmWHrZrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/arVBcSrIJ_g/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-6476025008665017818</id><published>2008-10-30T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:01:11.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eee-dyy-yot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bacckkk! finally. yeahh. err, will just update a short one. indeed, i went MIA because of computer break down. zzzz. and finally, back again! :D ohh. btw, dumb me! i deleted my old template and all the links went, tooooooottt! yeahs. i lost those links. sigh sigh. so, tagg me if you want to be link back. sorry very much. err, okaay. will update again. anyway, BALLOOOONNN skin! :D reminds me of someone who is scared of balloons O.o! tsktsk. okay, byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; unfortunately, i feel like and ee-dy-yot! you knw, as in, I-D-I-O-T! sigh. yeah.&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/7464405352182595888-6476025008665017818?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/6476025008665017818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=6476025008665017818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6476025008665017818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/6476025008665017818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/eee-dyy-yot.html' title='eee-dyy-yot!'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4070269217287138105</id><published>2008-10-09T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:05:47.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAT N GUY LEFT MEEEE! tsktsk. lame. so, today mark's the end of N levels, &lt;strong&gt;OFFICIALLY!&lt;/strong&gt; like finally! hahahas. D&amp;amp;T paper was a disaster, as usual. i screwed up. i didn't do one essay question which cost me to lose 20 marks. and one tool question which is freaking pathetic. grrr! hmms. paper was supposed to end at 1030hrs. but was released early since we finished the paper earlier. so, went back home. rest for a while then went out. &lt;i&gt;sigh!! somehow today wasn't a day at all!&lt;/i&gt; okay, very lazy to talk abt today. no mood too. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i can't wait for tmr! jogging jogging! tsktsk :D okay. i'm done. byeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4070269217287138105?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4070269217287138105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4070269217287138105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4070269217287138105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4070269217287138105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-3029929613668354843</id><published>2008-10-05T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:58:29.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARE YOU:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Perfect: err, obviously no. &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; is perfect anyways.&lt;br /&gt;►Tall: unfortunately, no. i'm freaking short!&lt;br /&gt;►In your pyjamas: err, nope. in shirt and short. i don't wear pyjamas anyways.&lt;br /&gt;►Left handed: right-handed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAST:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Friend you saw: err, i think it's naufal.&lt;br /&gt;►Talked to on the phone: dearest cousin, azean :D&lt;br /&gt;►Person to text you: that someone :DD&lt;br /&gt;►Is today better than yesterday: err, better. went out raya with family!! :D (rather than ystd which is so freaking tired entertaining the over flowing guests. zzz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAVORITE:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Number: 26 :D&lt;br /&gt;►Color: currently BROWN!&lt;br /&gt;►Food: err, i got a long list for that.&lt;br /&gt;►Place: anywhere peaceful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUESTIONS &amp;amp; ANSWERS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?&lt;br /&gt;► err, solat subuh and msg that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;► somehow, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the last movie you watched in theaters?&lt;br /&gt;► err, the mummy: tomb of the dragon emperor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where is the last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;► somewhere near jurong. jln raya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you smile a lot?&lt;br /&gt;► ohh yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish upon stars?&lt;br /&gt;► err, nopeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;► uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;► in my room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;► ok, when was that? 1st day of raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was your last thought before going to bed?&lt;br /&gt;► last thought? hmms. don't know ley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Rate life as of right now, one being bad, ten being great?&lt;br /&gt;► 5 i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;► my iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt you right now?&lt;br /&gt;► errr, yesss. my feet!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's your favorite month?&lt;br /&gt;► September beybeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EMOTIONS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;► i would say &lt;b&gt;YESSSSSS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;► yeaaahhss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;► ohh, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your parents still married?&lt;br /&gt;► O.o! yes moron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BASICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;►Real name?&lt;br /&gt;~ Siti Nuraishah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Age?&lt;br /&gt;~ 17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;~ blackieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Male or female?&lt;br /&gt;~ femaleee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Single?&lt;br /&gt;~ yeahhhsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Crushing?&lt;br /&gt;~ erm, yeahss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;~ blackieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Sweats or Jeans?&lt;br /&gt;~ Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Phone or Camera?&lt;br /&gt;~ i prefer phone. but i like camera too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Health freak?&lt;br /&gt;~ of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Righty or lefty?&lt;br /&gt;~ right! how many times you want to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►First best friend?&lt;br /&gt;~ errrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►First award?&lt;br /&gt;~ i can't remember when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►First enemy? .&lt;br /&gt;~ no have! tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Eating?&lt;br /&gt;~ i'm not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Drinking?&lt;br /&gt;~ neither am i drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;~ my iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Plans for tommorow?&lt;br /&gt;~ err. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;~ that someone to reply my msg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE GENDER:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Shorter or taller?&lt;br /&gt;~ definitely taller. but not so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Romantic or spontaneous?&lt;br /&gt;~ spontaneous!! but i like romantic too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Sensitive or loud?&lt;br /&gt;~ both! hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Hook-up or in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;~ errr, i'm not sure abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Drank hard drinks?&lt;br /&gt;~ NO! my mum will kill me if i drink one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Lost glasses/contacts?&lt;br /&gt;~ yessss! grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Ran away from home?&lt;br /&gt;~ noopeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;~ i think i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;~ definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ like? i prefer love. but, yess! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;►Are you seriously happy?&lt;br /&gt;~ happy with what? but, yeaaa. happy o.O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say that this is a freaking long surveeeyyyyyyyyyyyy!! grrr. never mind. it sure did kill my time. tsktsk. today went jalan raya with my family + azean family and the rest. so the best! coincidence do work sometimes! hehe. okaay. one last paper before i can go HOOORRAAAYYY! haha. maths paper 2 was okaay. i almost lost 3 marks for simultaneous eqn. just for my freaking careless mistakes. 8 becomes 28. O.o! wtf! but, i did manage to change it. and and, i lose 3 freaking marks already. for the first qn some more. wtf! sigh. ok, whatever. i'm tired now. wanna sleeep. byeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3029929613668354843?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3029929613668354843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3029929613668354843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3029929613668354843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3029929613668354843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-7898714420545518815</id><published>2008-10-02T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:56:49.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAYYY NHBA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may all your wishes/dreams/doas come truee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;err, just now wish alreadddyy. so, no need long long here. hehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had history paper just now. quite a disaster. because i was sleepy. hahahas. but overall, okaay laaa. hehes. tmr maths paper 2! &lt;b&gt;A1!&lt;/b&gt; must must! hehe. ohh ohh!i can't wait for after maths paperr! eating with dana and shaheerah. together with someone else. hhehes. &lt;i&gt;spittoon!&lt;/i&gt; i can't wait! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday was hari raya! haha. went to grandma house first. got to meet kak fairuz and farah. eat abit then hang out. ard 3 plus went to send dad to work before going to aunty house. azean and her sis family came right after my sis park the vehicle. haha. cooool! i miss her alot! so, hang ard there for a while. err, not really hang out. i had to read my notes! yes, i brought along my notes to ppl's house and read. haha. ard 4 plus went to uncle house. hari raya and get the cards for cousin's wedding! abg faizal getting married! hahas. &lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hope someones kendarat company will work on my cousins occasion on that day! can bully again!!&lt;/i&gt; tsktsk. then went to cousins grandma house. yea, we very close to his grandma. haha. hang out there. then went to uncle's house. hang out again. then went home. didn't really went ard because of exams the next day! zzzz. nvm, still got other daysss. hahasss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 papers left! and i'm done with this N level thing. and the sad thing, i'm breaking up with this N guy. boohooo ): haha. so dramatic. ok, whatever. i'm going to bed now. so sleeepyyy. byeeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-7898714420545518815?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/7898714420545518815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=7898714420545518815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7898714420545518815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/7898714420545518815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-day.html' title='it&apos;s the day'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-3341016474627086531</id><published>2008-09-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:00:05.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the day! selamat hari raya to all muslim! and i mean, muslims! not MALAYS! yes, it means 2 different thing okay? erm, i've been receiving msges from my friends. hari raya msges i mean. haha. so sweeet of them :D and from msn too. hehe. so, since my free msges are gone and it will take me zillion years to wish every muslim on my msn list, i'll just wish here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA ku ucapkan kepada semua. Jika tersilap kata, harap dimaafkan. Jika tersilap laku, harap diampunkan. Sepuluh jari ku susun memohon maaf atas segala kesilapanku. Ku hanyalah seorang insan yang tidak lepas dari melakukan kesalahan. Halalkan segala makan dan minumku. SELAMAT HARI RAYA dariku untuk semua :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it sounds so baku. so? malay paper over already what! hahahas. hmms, so tmr plan going to grandma house first. which i'm so not looking forward to go. and i guess i'll have to bring my history notes everywhere i go. zzzz. so troublesome laaa. never mind. whatever it is, studies first. haha. hmms. just now, chat with fiz. ohh i'm so looking forward to after 9 oct. i got a date with her. hehees. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hope &lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt;'ll work. &lt;i&gt;fiz, you know i know.&lt;/i&gt; teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 11 oct going out rayer with the sec 5s. okay, i barely can wait! hahas. so, meeting saiful first. as usual. my meeting partner. hahas. will be going to fahmi house first. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my mum will be at home on that day. like FINALLY! after 2 years they went rayer to my house w/o my mum in it, this year, my mum will be at home. hahahas. finally! ohh shit! okaay okaay. gtg now. wanna watch sinar lebaran! byeeeeeeee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3341016474627086531?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3341016474627086531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3341016474627086531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3341016474627086531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3341016474627086531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-5930040795913400126</id><published>2008-09-30T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:35:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone birthday comingg :D</title><content type='html'>finally, i'm back. 2 weeks after updating was really long i guess. so, last friday was my birthday! teehee! thanks for all the wishes through msges and friendster. and to someone: you wished me 3 minutes earlier before 0000hrs :P but whatever it is. ty so much! ahaha. and sorry if i didn't reply your msges. free msges FINISH! tsktsk! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; to those who wished me at f/s, so sorry. i'll reply ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 2 weeks passed. alot of things happened. too many to tell here. but, errr, many sad things i guess? idk. hmms. yesterday was the resume of N levels. 3 FREAKING PAPERS. err, yes, i can call it 'freaking' now. even my mum was angry when i told her i had 3 papers ystd. science(S) in the morning and maths paper 1 in the afternoon. how miserable can life be ystd. first paper was physics. overall okaay :D then, it was chemistry. fcuk. studied alcohols and water. at last never come out. wth! but luckily, preparations of salts didn't turn up in the paper. teehee. so, overall okaayy too :D after the paper, went to the library to study maths. 1330 report to the canteen and sit for the paper at 1400hrs. i swear i could have brought my bed along to the hall. the weather was so nice to sleep. and err, i did sleep for a while, while doing the paper. tsktsk. the paper was hard, somehow. sigh. there goes my 1 for that paper. whatever it is, i did my best :D next paper will be this thursday, history. &lt;i&gt;*ehemss. someone birthdayy laaaaa seyyyyy!&lt;/i&gt; and it's in the afternoon? zzzzzzzz. on friday will be maths paper 2. hmms. brain tired laa sey.&lt;br /&gt;okaay, gtg now. need to go school for a while. got consultation :D byeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-5930040795913400126?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/5930040795913400126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=5930040795913400126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5930040795913400126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/5930040795913400126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/someone-birthday-comingg-d.html' title='someone birthday comingg :D'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-702290300505122919</id><published>2008-09-15T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:05:58.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s leaving me.'/><title type='text'>74</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a boyfriend name, N. he's my best boyfriend ever. i'm attached with him since last year, january. he's always there for me. no matter how hard and difficult life is for me, he's always there to give me the support. although things wasn't fine for both of us last year, yet, we hold on tight to make things better. now, i'm so happy to be by his side. he has given me the fullest support all along. he's the best boyfriend ever. but, now, he is avoiding me. bit by bit, he's giving hints that he's going to leave me. sigh. i know the reason why. but i just can't accept that he's leaving me. he's the best boyfriend ever. he gave me till 9 october. that is the last date i'm going to have with him. he's leaving me at exactly 1030hrs. but, he said and promised me smth. he's going to meet me again on 18 December approximately 2pm. he want to tell me smth on that day. and i hope it's a good thing. he's the best boyfriend ever. i love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rau, you know what i'm talking abt : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-702290300505122919?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/702290300505122919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=702290300505122919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/702290300505122919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/702290300505122919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/74.html' title='74'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-474053768657314514</id><published>2008-09-15T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:03:29.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that thought.'/><title type='text'>73</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;jangan jangan kau tak terima cintaku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jangan jangan kau hiraukan pacarmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;putuskan la saja pacarmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalu bilang I LOVE YOU, padaku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this song keep playing in my mind since morning, during exam : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blame my brother for introducing this song to me. tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maths paper was okay today. i think it's easier than SA1. but, i don't know. can't predict the marks right? hmms. previous week, had chemistry, maths paper 1 and physics paper. i think i did okay for physics and maths paper 1. but not for chemistry. serve me right. &lt;i&gt;last minute study just won't help!&lt;/i&gt; ya, i got to agree with that. i guess, i have to gear up my momentum for this exams. left with D&amp;amp;T paper this wednesday. i don't really have the confidence for this paper. but no matter what, i'll still try my best. &lt;i&gt;keep telling yourself to do the best and you'll get the best!&lt;/i&gt; ohh, this is so so true. i shouldnt look back at my past where failure surround all over me. i shouldnt tell myself that i can't do it. i &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt; must look straight and keep telling myself to run towards the finishing line with glory. i know, if i keep telling myself that i won't do it, the fact will be, &lt;i&gt;yes, i didn't do it&lt;/i&gt; in future.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i think i'm referring to someone. hmms, idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do your best and leave the results to god. ya, that should do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i don't want to, but that thought keeps running through my mind.&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/7464405352182595888-474053768657314514?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/474053768657314514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=474053768657314514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/474053768657314514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/474053768657314514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/73.html' title='73'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-1809798140755744213</id><published>2008-09-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:53:32.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clumsy guy.'/><title type='text'>72</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm back for a while. first 3 papers of N levels are over: mother tongue, social studies and english. ok i can throw away all those subject books away now! kekeke. just joking. so, tuesday had mother tongue paper 1 and 2. paper 1 was, errr, okaay. not that bad. i did informal letter. have to write about a favourite television programme that i like. so, i chose a malay drama "tangisan bulan madu" and wrote about it. for compo, i did narrative writing. have to complete a story. i think i did fine for this paper. after that was paper 2. the section C was freaking difficult. i think it's because of my sleepy eyes that i couldnt concentrate and get the passage inside my head. khairil who was sitting beside me, was also sleepy. haha. keep on putting the pen down and slack. i know cuz i was sitting on the last row. which was so so behind and far from the stage. haha. so, i just did what i could for the paper. mr zan was disturbing me behind. wth that teacher! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the next day was mother tongue listening compre. had to wait until 8.30 until the compre was broadcasted on RIA station. the paper was, grr. almost all the answers are close to each other. i just hope i can get high marks for that paper. somehow, i didnt really concentrate on the paper =/ then stayed back in school and studied ss at the library since the paper was in the afternoon. so late laaa! humpft. the paper started at 2pm. managd to finish the sbq but not the seq. cuz not enough time and i didnt really understand the question. ok, it's over. no use talking about it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today had english paper 1 and 2. i took 20 mins to plan the compo. and i took about 1 hr plus to finish the compre. finished the compre by 9.25am. and i'm left with 20 mins to do the situational writing. and what the eff! i got the wrong format! grrr! sigh. ok, again, it's overrr! paper 2 was okaay. i love passage B. reminds me of someone. hahas. passage B was the easiest among the 2 passages. overall, the paper is much easier than last year. manage to squeeze in all the points for summary with only 128 words. haha. i'm praying hard! : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, monday, prelims will resume! GOD! MY BRAIN WILL DIE SOOON!! history paper on monday. tuesday will be physics. wed study break. thursday, maths and chem. sigh sigh! friday no paper. freaking stress laaaaa! the following monday will be maths paper 2. tuesday break and wednesday will be D&amp;amp;T. the last paper. then on thursday school again! what the eff! grrrr. so then, left with only abt 1 week before N level resumes again. sigh sigh. and it is 3 days after my birthday?! so sueyy! humpft. sigh. okay. i'm off. so tireddddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1809798140755744213?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1809798140755744213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1809798140755744213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1809798140755744213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1809798140755744213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/72.html' title='72'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-1683188147242018637</id><published>2008-09-01T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:18:31.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>71</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SLvcukAG4KI/AAAAAAAAATc/WG91IG5HUgI/s1600-h/Trust__by_emera_fire22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025283871924386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SLvcukAG4KI/AAAAAAAAATc/WG91IG5HUgI/s200/Trust__by_emera_fire22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;i lock my heart with your trust&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be inactive due to N LEVELS and prelims and N LEVELS again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good luck to all 4Ns! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; selamat berpuasa to all muslims! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; 25 MOREE DAYSSS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-1683188147242018637?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1683188147242018637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1683188147242018637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1683188147242018637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1683188147242018637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/09/71.html' title='71'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FF9kipK68JE/SLvcukAG4KI/AAAAAAAAATc/WG91IG5HUgI/s72-c/Trust__by_emera_fire22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464405352182595888.post-1402378877233362775</id><published>2008-08-29T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:00:22.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what about that promise?'/><title type='text'>70</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess that it really means alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh!&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/7464405352182595888-1402378877233362775?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/1402378877233362775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=1402378877233362775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1402378877233362775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/1402378877233362775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-guess-that-my-means-alot.html' title='70'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-3962083264981343339</id><published>2008-08-22T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:25:40.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>69</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i should update now. last week had prelims. english, mother tongue and social studies. all was okay except for social studies. got the results last monday. failed english paper 2 by one pathetic mark! sigh. paper 1 haven't get. mother tongue paper 2 was okay. paper 1 also haven't get. i don't want to talk about social studies. dissapointing! hmms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this year aces day routine was kinda not fun. the steps are somehow repeated from last year ones. i prefer the last year one! more fun and cool! hahahas. but, whatever it is, i'll join my sec 5 friends during the aces day thingy. crazy crazy with them. planned with fyzaa to do the "teapot" move together. HAHA! set! will be sitting with them for the concert too :D can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;schools been fine so far. only, only! i'm so freaking sleepy in between lessons! humpft. hahas. i don't know why. always want to sleep during lessons. sometimes too bored. nothing to do, sleep. hahas. okay. i don't know what else to update. byeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 more days! wth wth wth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-3962083264981343339?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/3962083264981343339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=3962083264981343339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3962083264981343339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/3962083264981343339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/69.html' title='69'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-4876035403804158296</id><published>2008-08-12T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:39:19.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes do work'/><title type='text'>68</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken hearts and last goodbyes, restless nights &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But lullabies helps to make this pain go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realize I let you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Told you that I'd be around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm building up the strength just to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For breaking all the promises that I wasn't around to keep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time is the last time I will ever beg you to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're already on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filled with sorrow, filled with pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing that I am to blame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For leaving your heart out in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you're gonna walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And leave me with the price to pay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you go I wanted to say that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;br /&gt;For breaking all the promises that I wasn't around to keep&lt;br /&gt;It's all me,&lt;br /&gt;This time is the last time I will ever beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;But you're already on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't make it alive on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you have to go, Then please girl, just leave me alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I don't want to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and me going our separate ways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm begging you to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it isn't too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For breaking all the promises that I wasn't around to keep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time is the last time I will ever beg you to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're already on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're already on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope you &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; realise how it is for us, girls, to feel all those broken promises and beautiful lies you set on us. egoistic character you guys had. a concreate heart you guys possessed. and now, when things are going wrong, dump us everywhere you want. leaving us to think abt the shit you've left us. sometimes i wonder, whether it is your hobby to see us being so miserable, dissapointed, hurt, upset etc. maybe it's your job now. a hobby no more. is that what you guys think of? being selfish you guys are to think abt yourself. we girls had this thinking and attitude abt putting you guys ahead of everyone. yet, you ppl took us for granted. &lt;i&gt;nvm laa. dump this one. got new one what.&lt;/i&gt; i'm speaking in general. you take it or leave it. if you think i'm referring to you, then good. change your mindset. cuz what you're doing now will hurt more girls in the future. change before hurting the more of us later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you leave us hanging all alone when we need you so much. yet, we endured. you took us for granted. yet, we endured. you took advantage for our silence and did the same mistakes all over again. yet, we endured. now i want to ask, what do you take we as? &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a doll in your gallery?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we are not superhuman who do not have feelings, you know. we kept our mouth shut cuz we wanted you guys to change without us asking you ppl to change. yet, you mistook us. so, what? we're to be blame for not being direct? let me ask another question, if we're being direct, will you ppl change? hah, only a quarter of you ppl will. the rest, &lt;i&gt;pretend you don't hear anything!&lt;/i&gt; attitude i guess.  you know, i guess sometimes, goodbyes do work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-4876035403804158296?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/4876035403804158296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=4876035403804158296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4876035403804158296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/4876035403804158296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/68.html' title='68'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7464405352182595888.post-8453339299869341050</id><published>2008-08-10T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:13:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>67</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 43RD BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sadly, i didnt get to watch the fireworks ystd like last year. humpft. haha. never mind but i definitely had fun ystd with LJSpeople minus one. met raudhah at orchard after a few times changing2 place. haha. then headed off to shaw house. settle down at mc cafe and we start studying. helped rau abit with her dnt. after that, she helped me with social studies. then we slacked while waiting for another member of ours. wth! so late! when hakim came, we left him alone. haha. padan mukeR! rau and i went mac to eat. we were so so hungry!! after eating, study again. helped hakim with dnt while raudhah slacked one side. wth! hahaa. we can hear the people in the "stadium" shouting. aargh! haha. so then rau left ard 8 plus. hakim and i carry on doing dnt until 9.30. then went to eat at mac. then went home. reached home ard 11 plus. hahas. the weird thing was, my phone didnt ring. not until i reached the lrt station. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; hady mirza is cute!! SHINE FOR SINGAPORE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on friday celebrate national day at school. i joined the sec 5 cohort. i love the cheer part! esp swiss cheer 3. the beat very nice :D roy and mathi was amazing! not to mention the SLs and prefectorial board too! SLs rock! ahahas. the sing along part was the best. the sec 5 girls including me, haha, dance to the we will get there song! hahahas. ms ho recorded us dancing! hope can get the video and see how stupid i was! hahaas. nvm, it's okay to make a fool out of myself just for singapore! :D haha. after celebration, went dnt. clear some stuffs abt folio. after that, went to comp lab 1 to the NE Quiz. then meet the sec 5s in their class. watched CAMP ROCK. abit only. AWW! JOE JONAS IS HOT! hahas :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7464405352182595888-8453339299869341050?l=aishh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/feeds/8453339299869341050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7464405352182595888&amp;postID=8453339299869341050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8453339299869341050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7464405352182595888/posts/default/8453339299869341050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aishh.blogspot.com/2008/08/67.html' title='67'/><author><name>Aishahhh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510382161062057108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
