<?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-11187452</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:02:07.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~W a n i D u c k i e~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-3556354868488666419</id><published>2007-01-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:47:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huHUhu mr. afdlin....gua akan support you selamanya!</title><content type='html'>Isyk...i wont go and say stuff about why i stop blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal reasons ma.  No time.  Lazy.  Too many to blog about.  Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go on with what i wanna say today.  Juz last nite....my idol, &lt;a href="http://www.afdlinshauki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Afdlin Shauki&lt;/a&gt;  shed a few tears live on AC Di Sini ( a tv show on Astro Ria) !  I terdiam sekejap.   With so many ppl thanking him for what he had done for them.....and wad made him terharu dat nite was about his relationship with his close frens and how hard is it for him to find true frens who are always there to support you no matter in what condition u are.  He was on the fone with hans isaac when that happened.  Hahaha im not ashamed to tell yu that i cried watching him wiping his tears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to sacrifice so many things (which includes spending time with his family and watch his two beautiful children grow) just to make us watch and support local movies.  His movies are indeed enjoyable to watch and he juz makes you want more~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he even  sang to his wife in that show.  Memang berbakat la this afdlin.  Suara pun sedap.  Jeles gua dgr dia nyanyi to his wife. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have to say for now.  To whom yg follow/watch his films......watch out for his latest movie ya!! Sumo-lah!! Out on 22nd February 2007!! ( Yes im sumhow promoting his movie here. Wakakaka! Aku salah satu kodokz mu! ) If u cant afford to buy his cd,  please dont buy the pirate one lah....juz spend a few bucks (tak sampai pun 10 ringgit!) to watch the movie in the cinema.  Can rite? Sure can punyaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the local industry!  Support local movies!  Support afdlin shauki!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, ill update sooner or later about my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-3556354868488666419?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/3556354868488666419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=3556354868488666419' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3556354868488666419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3556354868488666419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2007/01/huhuhu-mr-afdlingua-akan-support-you.html' title='huHUhu mr. afdlin....gua akan support you selamanya!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-2136931624069505572</id><published>2006-12-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:02:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip in miri</title><content type='html'>I wont say much for this entry...juz pics of where me n my cousins went in miri. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh first i decided to drive to marina bay to let them see the big seahorse upclose.  It was an amazing view.  It was my first time actually being that close to the statue that i once viewed from far.&lt;br /&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/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV_GeWmlrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kFhxOcEwaOE/s1600-h/DVC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV_GeWmlrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kFhxOcEwaOE/s400/DVC00897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009549909723354802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first snap of the seahorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV-m-WmlqI/AAAAAAAAADA/o-FkE9clnAA/s1600-h/DVC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV-m-WmlqI/AAAAAAAAADA/o-FkE9clnAA/s400/DVC00898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009549368557475490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their first snap.  Hahahaha! So cute seing them taking pics using their fones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV9yOWmlpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SuTwHQgO_cw/s1600-h/DVC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV9yOWmlpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SuTwHQgO_cw/s400/DVC00904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009548462319376018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tak puas hati budak nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV7duWmloI/AAAAAAAAACw/BkPd2EBEBA4/s1600-h/DVC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV7duWmloI/AAAAAAAAACw/BkPd2EBEBA4/s400/DVC00905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009545911108802178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing.  Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV6bOWmlnI/AAAAAAAAACo/wu9mwqhB3iI/s1600-h/DVC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV6bOWmlnI/AAAAAAAAACo/wu9mwqhB3iI/s400/DVC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009544768647501426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malik walking lalalala, followed by cuzen nina lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV5nOWmlmI/AAAAAAAAACg/4asgpg2O1VU/s1600-h/DVC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV5nOWmlmI/AAAAAAAAACg/4asgpg2O1VU/s400/DVC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009543875294303842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ijan..posing tak-brapa-maut-sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV3cOWmllI/AAAAAAAAACY/CjIsv_mFhuI/s1600-h/DVC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV3cOWmllI/AAAAAAAAACY/CjIsv_mFhuI/s400/DVC00909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009541487292487250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont ask me wats that piece of cloth thing hanging there...coz i have no idea.  The seahorse's janggut kali.  Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV18eWmlkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vWtzscpBpcU/s1600-h/DVC00911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV18eWmlkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vWtzscpBpcU/s400/DVC00911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009539842320012866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh ya then we went to the crocodile farm.  Coz lama tak pegi ma.  Heheh had fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV0qOWmljI/AAAAAAAAACI/wtRZTrTdmv0/s1600-h/DVC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV0qOWmljI/AAAAAAAAACI/wtRZTrTdmv0/s400/DVC00912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009538429275772466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crocs were so lazy and motionless.  Even when my cousin threw 20cents and spitted on the croc oso dia tak gerak. So lemau want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV0M-WmliI/AAAAAAAAACA/VH8WU03YLYY/s1600-h/DVC00914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV0M-WmliI/AAAAAAAAACA/VH8WU03YLYY/s400/DVC00914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009537926764598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of them were actually eating Hacks the candy!!! So funny la...one of em kept putting the sweet into the water to hilangkan the kepedasan.  Hahaha so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVzouWmlhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ApBeb5Q5MI/s1600-h/DVC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVzouWmlhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ApBeb5Q5MI/s400/DVC00915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009537303994340882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baloooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVvN-WmlgI/AAAAAAAAABw/HtiyU2dp0_w/s1600-h/DVC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVvN-WmlgI/AAAAAAAAABw/HtiyU2dp0_w/s400/DVC00918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009532446386329090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin harry taking pics of his nephew Andy (who has a very tiny *toot*) Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVumOWmlfI/AAAAAAAAABo/NY6Aw-doXk8/s1600-h/DVC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVumOWmlfI/AAAAAAAAABo/NY6Aw-doXk8/s400/DVC00920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009531763486529010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cant remember wat are they called.  But both of them were hissing at each other.  They were so loud.  And they sounded like those F1 racing cars.  Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVrU-WmleI/AAAAAAAAABg/0q4aFA4LKk8/s1600-h/DVC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVrU-WmleI/AAAAAAAAABg/0q4aFA4LKk8/s400/DVC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009528168598902242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your new croc-hunter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...ill update my semenanjung trip after i balik from labuan.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-2136931624069505572?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/2136931624069505572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=2136931624069505572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/2136931624069505572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/2136931624069505572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/12/trip-in-miri.html' title='Trip in miri'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYV_GeWmlrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kFhxOcEwaOE/s72-c/DVC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-2789483091257138254</id><published>2006-12-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:07:01.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiseh..</title><content type='html'>Hyako~ So many things happened the past few weeks. Ada yg best2 ada yg tak best. But first ill tell u about my first trip during d holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Trip to bintulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be nice lovely trip but~ TAYAR PANCIT! First of all, my parents made me drove the ERV while both of em took the red kancil to niah (my kampung).  Coz my aunt nak pakai the kancil and after they sent the kancil, we were supposed to pick them up and then continue our journey to bintulu~~! So then, only me n my bro yg ada in the ERV.  My parents were already far ahead of us when one of the tyre was flat...no, it was totally busted! Pecah! Two big holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVFM-WmlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/noqKDrWnBNY/s1600-h/tyre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVFM-WmlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/noqKDrWnBNY/s400/tyre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009486249718093202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yarr....two big holes.  There there there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; They left us with no phone signal, with lil knowledge of how to change the tyre and hv no idea where the required tools are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you.  We were stranded just after Bakam, a few kilometres from the cliff.  Still very far from Bekenu and they weren't any houses around.  Only trees and insects and green grasses surrounding us.  Oh and vehicles passing by.  In the middle of a hot sun!! I wanted to ask for help from the by-passers but I dont think they wud.  I wudnt too if i were in their position (coz i know i wud be useless to them).   Ada juga yg sempat wave goodbye to us.  Cilaka.  Bukannya mok tolong pun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVGG-WmlbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ieb2A6JmYDg/s1600-h/DVC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVGG-WmlbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ieb2A6JmYDg/s400/DVC00864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009487246150505906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVC9-WmlXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0IIC3PzvE8o/s1600-h/DVC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVC9-WmlXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0IIC3PzvE8o/s400/DVC00859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009483792996799858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can say about why the tayar pancit is that......it wasnt my fault.  I didnt hit anything nor I was speeding.  Too good to be true? That's the fact.  Only my bro can tell u why.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, lucky my bro tau sikit2 la wad do to but one thing yg stopped him from fixing it was that he cudnt get the jack out from the car.  Try punya try...tak dapat.  I on the other hand wasnt as calm as my bro.  I panicked most of the time.  I took a short video of the incident.  Laughed about it.  Took pictures. Walk around the car incase ada fone signal.  Complained about the hot weather.  Then continue panicking.  I was completely useless.  Such a pain in the arse. Hahahaha!  But please...do still invite me for a road trip. I can help eat all the junk food that u guys kenot finish.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVDX-WmlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PmF23xqvhe0/s1600-h/DVC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVDX-WmlYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PmF23xqvhe0/s400/DVC00860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009484239673398658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My poor brother....feeling all helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back to the incident, *cough* suddenly, cewah like story-telling pulak, after around 30-40 mins, my bro sed his fone got one bar.  Coz his fone lebih canggih from my fone...so i guess that's why can tangkap fone signal.  I shouted in delight then i grabbed his fone like a mad woman and dialed for my auntie's number for help. I know that my daddy n mommy takda fone signal and kampung pulak line kena curi...so i didnt know who else to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought hearing my aunt's voice could make me soooo happy and relieved.  But to my horror, the line putus in the middle of the tak-sampai-10-seconds conversation.  I then realised that everytime a car passed by, the fone signal will hilang.  OH NOES!!!  So i prayed tat no car will pass by for an hour.  And it came true! Got two bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i tried calling my dad's and mom's number.  Both kenot go thru.  So i quickly dialed jimmy's number.  He's the closest to where we were anyway.  Mana tau he can help.  So once i got hold of him, i quickly told him where we were and that we needed his help urgently.  Then the magic words came out from his mouth ~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U guys just wait there.  I'll be there in 15-30 minutes.  &lt;/span&gt;At that moment, I instantly felt the heaven's light shining down on me n my bro.  Ngeheehe. Then after that conversation, there wasnt any coverage at all until he got there.  Lucky thing I called him at the right time.  Tho i felt bad that he had to go all the way here from taman tunku...dahlah he was sleeping when i called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, he arrived to save the day.  Haha, got everything fixed and then we were ready to go. Many muahz to him.  Lucky only one tyre yg kena! Kalau two or three....mati looo...where to find another spare tyre.  Takkan want to take jimmy's tyre kot. :P Anyway, if it wasnt for him...we wud be there until my parents decided to turn back and go look for us...which i think will take another 5 hrs to wait for them.  I bet they were worried.  Yalah....we bertolak around 9am...it shud take us around 1 and a half hour to reach niah.  But when jimmy arrived, it was already 12pm.  Oh ya...hahaha it was around 10am when we heard strange noises coming from the car.  And that was when I had to stop the car after my bro told me that the back tyre looked strange. Huhuhu....imagine us having to wait n suffer in the very hot sun for 2 hrs n so.&lt;br /&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/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVFpeWmlaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BgXsy1xN3TA/s1600-h/DVC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVFpeWmlaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BgXsy1xN3TA/s400/DVC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009486739344364962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jimmy in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVGieWmlcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rgFU8h2qEqw/s1600-h/DVC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVGieWmlcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rgFU8h2qEqw/s400/DVC00866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009487718596908482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me. Hua hua hua.  Sempat lagi camwhore.  Well...im not much of a help to them.  So what else can i do? Sing for them? Hee...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVG8uWmldI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4oIKFFbR3Ec/s1600-h/DVC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVG8uWmldI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4oIKFFbR3Ec/s400/DVC00867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009488169568474578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didnt want to keep myself idle the whole time....so i made myself useful by taking pics for you guys to see.  :PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the news bout the flat tyre and how jimmy helped us was spread around...and it goes on and on and on in the family's topic till the next day.  Huhuhu~  famous le kejap si jimmy tu.  Hahaha. OMG! A blackout.  NOOOOO!! Now no internet connection. How to publish.  Shit.  I just continue sajalah...then ill paste in d notepad.  Wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya...panaslah.  I think this is all lah about the bintulu trip.  Ehehehe....ill continue next with my second trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-2789483091257138254?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/2789483091257138254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=2789483091257138254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/2789483091257138254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/2789483091257138254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/12/aiseh.html' title='Aiseh..'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hE25uHK3o9k/RYVFM-WmlZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/noqKDrWnBNY/s72-c/tyre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-624063509500034198</id><published>2006-11-30T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:08:32.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG guess wad i found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/116066/testonly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/400/961654/testonly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess whose? :D&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/11187452-624063509500034198?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/624063509500034198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=624063509500034198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/624063509500034198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/624063509500034198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-guess-wad-i-found.html' title='OMG guess wad i found!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-8160991436702628591</id><published>2006-11-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:00:31.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairs...Curlz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/384771/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/400/74003/Image001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/917086/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/400/705184/Image017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n curls do not go together~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes i do have curly hairs.  And i dont like them.  But why do i always have ppl approaching me and telling me how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cantik &lt;/span&gt;my curls are.  Especially those hairdressers kat saloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I visit a saloon for the first time to get a hair wash and to blow my hair straight, the person who does my hair will always ask the same question to me over and over again!  If it only happens like two to three times je nvm....ini more than 5 saloons that ive visited in miri...and semua asked the same questions.  Sumtimes i even can predict their answers and what will they say next.  Hahaha! You can say that everytime i visit a new saloon, i turn into a psychic.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally the first question that they'll ask is:&lt;br /&gt;Ini rambut orginal curl punya ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual reply will always be:&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They they will say (tho sum might not say the exact same words but usually they'll say how pretty my curls are):&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo ini manyak cantik wo.  Saya fikir lu bikin punya.  Kenapa lu mau blow lurus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me will say:&lt;br /&gt;Uhh sebab saya tidak suka curly2.  Saya suka itu lurus.  *fakes laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them:&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ini biasa lah.  Org yg ada itu original curl memang tak suka rambut mereka.  Semua mau lurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N well yeah....sumtimes it even happens twice in the same shop coz either from diff person or from the same person coz mebbe they tak ingat my face or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of rebonding...or even dye my hair a lil...but i cudnt do it....not without my mom's permission.  She wudnt let me.  =(  Im bored of my hair....i need a change...but wad to do? Guess my mom wants it to be all natural like hers.  Coz she has lovely curls that matches her face.  N i dont.  Sob.  Not even a lil dye at the tip of my hair......sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone help me convince her? Ehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/512569/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/400/900115/Image016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cant you see how sad she is...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-8160991436702628591?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/8160991436702628591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=8160991436702628591' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8160991436702628591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8160991436702628591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/hairscurlz.html' title='Hairs...Curlz...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-8032576270189023989</id><published>2006-11-29T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:55:07.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100th post</title><content type='html'>Wakakaka...! Yup...baru je reach 100.  =) *blank* dono wad to write.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to do but I just dont know how to start.  All this while ive been lazing around playing and eating.  So borinnggg~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes....i once went to this gathering, my momsie's frens punya, at Dynasty (emmMMmm.....buffet~~).  So while i was browsing the food there for desert, i saw this yummy-looking biscuit@cake@dunno-wad-you-called-it.  Its called the caramel chocolate _____(i cant remember....mebbe that's y i dunno wad to call it).  So i took one lah~  But when i bukak it ahh (ehekz ya i actually opened my food sumtimes to know what is inside) it didnt look as appealing as how it was from the outside.  It made me lost my appetite.  Hahaha! I knew i shudnt break it into half in the first place.  I mula la imagine maggots squirming in and out from the human-brain-looking food.  EYARGH!!  But my bro ckp sedap.....so.....if anyone of u ever cuba this....do tell me how does it taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/771038/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5372/1365/400/512211/Image024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay dat didnt help....im still bored. Hmmm....ahh i knoe! I shall answer a questionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you still talk to the person you had your first kiss with?&lt;br /&gt;Ya. But now jarang lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do with 1000 plastic spoons?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...i wudnt keep them for sure coz i have sooooo byk rubbish in my room.  Prolly i'd just give them to my mom and see wad she will do with 1000 plastic spoons. Fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of music did you listen to in elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;Pop-ish.  Boyband songs.....like those BSB, 911, 5ive, KRU, etc....ahh the good ol dayz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the best thing about your current job?&lt;br /&gt;Still a student bebeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you wish cell phone etiquette was required?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i dont mind la...kalau ada, i ikut je...kalau takda....entah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you against same sex marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  As long as they dont steal my husband sudahlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How have you been in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where are you going on your next vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Kl, JB, Singapore.  Hopefully KK laa....tunggu uncle bawak. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Quote a song lyric.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel all alone, I just wanna go home, oh I miss you, you know~ ( Tgh dengar ini lagu ma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are most of the friends in your life new or old?&lt;br /&gt;A mixture of both. Ngeehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you own any furniture from Ikea?&lt;br /&gt;No, but i do own furnis from Courts Mammoth.  Wakakaka org tak tanyak pun~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you like your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Oh do i like them? I love them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What state/country are you from? I dun like this question.&lt;br /&gt;Can i answer dono?  Umm ill just answer for "What state/country are you in now?" Sarawak/Malaysia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tell us about the last conversation you had?&lt;br /&gt;With my kazen ijan, asking why he miss called my fone and when are they coming over to miri~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where do you see yourself in one month?&lt;br /&gt;In semenanjung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;Perfume....Man's perfume~ This smell ah very dangerous one.  Made me follow a guy to the public toilet coz i liked the smell of his perfume.  +Heart+  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  What is the time and the outside temperature at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;2.47pm.  Not too hot and windy bebeh~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  Have you ever done anything vindictive to your co-workers?&lt;br /&gt;Not working, so no co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever gone to therapy?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  I think i shud.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever played Spin the Bottle?&lt;br /&gt;Cant remember...mebbe i have.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever Toilet Papered someone's house?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahah!  Nooo but wud luv to tho~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever liked someone but never told them?&lt;br /&gt;Of coz la...wish i did but its too late. Altho he knows it already.  :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever gone camping?&lt;br /&gt;Yayaya! Ngeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever had a crush on your sisters friend?&lt;br /&gt;My sister? Hahaha! Im d only Sista in d family dood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever had sex on the beach?&lt;br /&gt;Eyeeer.  No.  Me live in Msia where ppl dont do sex in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever had a stalker?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Never had stalkers dat i like tho. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever gone skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;Yes in d swimming pool dulu2 masa kecik2.  Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Have i ever~?  Hahaha luv doing that.  Nice feeling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.  Have you ever gone to a party where you were the only sober one?&lt;br /&gt;Gee....dont think so. Ada jugak org yg tak minum and ada juga org yg minum bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh....in terms of?  Byk bah ppl who cheat in this world.  And of coz i never can lari from ppl who cheats.  Even i play cheat too.  Wakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever had sex with one of your Myspace friends?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyer.....of coz not lah! Gila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever lied to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Ahakz! Manyak kali woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever thrown up from working out?&lt;br /&gt;Uh no.  Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever gotten a haircut so bad that you wore a hat for a month straight?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and i actually wore a tudung for two months straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever eaten 3 meals from 3 different fast food places in 1 day?&lt;br /&gt;YES! Hahahaha! KFC in d morning, Burger King in the afternoon and Mcdonald at night! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever gotten so wasted you didnt know what was going on?&lt;br /&gt;Dont really know wad this mean but ill just say yes anyway.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you not realized what you had until you lost it?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh....cant think of one right now.  Im sure i have. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;01. love or money: Right now? Money money money. =P&lt;br /&gt;02. hard liquor or beer: Neither! I dont drink alcoholic drinks!&lt;br /&gt;03. spaghetti or lasagna: Uhhh neither also.  Ehehehe~  mee hoon?&lt;br /&gt;04. one night stands or relationships: Relationship..=)&lt;br /&gt;05. televison or internet: Gosh....uhhh uhhh uhhh...internet lah! Heee&lt;br /&gt;06. pepsi or coke: Neither. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;07. wild night out or romantic night in: Romantic night for me please..wild night out sounds like fun tho...if im with the right ppl. Ehehe~&lt;br /&gt;08. colored or black and white pictures: Both. I wan both! But kalau u forced me to choose one...uhh....colored lah.&lt;br /&gt;09. phone or in person: In person. Im not a fone person no more.&lt;br /&gt;10. aim or myspace: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;01. have you ever been caught sneaking out: Nope.  Hahahaha! Best eh sneak out~&lt;br /&gt;02. have you ever eaten a bug?: hahaha does drinking milo covered by ants by accident count?&lt;br /&gt;03. have you ever done something you regret: Yup.  Alot.&lt;br /&gt;04. have you ever bungee jumped: No.  Dont think i want to.  Takot.&lt;br /&gt;05. have you ever been on a house boat: Uhh....nope.&lt;br /&gt;06. have you ever finished an entire jawbreaker: Yes! Hahahaha! Sakit sial~!&lt;br /&gt;07. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: Never. =)&lt;br /&gt;08. have you ever went out without your parents permission: Uh...i think so.  But no marah2 involve coz they dont know ma. :P&lt;br /&gt;09. have you ever regret something so much that u want to erase it if you could: Yesh.  Sumthing embarrasing. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;10. have you ever been caught by your parents doing it?: Doing what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;01. are you missing someone right now: Yes.  I miss a lot of ppl rite now.&lt;br /&gt;02. are you happy: 50-50.&lt;br /&gt;03. are you talking to anyone right now: Was toking to my bro.  Now juz chatting.&lt;br /&gt;04. are you bored: YES!&lt;br /&gt;05. are you german: huh? is this an emotion or.....anyway...nope.&lt;br /&gt;06. are you irish: Nooooo!&lt;br /&gt;07. are you french: Apa nih.  No but i want to learn how to speak d language.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;08. are you Italian: Yes. Hahahah ambik kau.  Tanya soalan pelik2 lagi.  And takda kaitan langsung with emotions sum more.  Mebbe they are out of questions to ask about emotion then they simply put questions one.&lt;br /&gt;09. are your parents still married: Yes and very happy with each other.&lt;br /&gt;10. do you like someone right now: Yes.  There is always a person whom i like everyday...from de day i had my first crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still bored!! Gwaaah. I think ill just work out now.  Huhuhuh~&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/11187452-8032576270189023989?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/8032576270189023989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=8032576270189023989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8032576270189023989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8032576270189023989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-100th-post.html' title='My 100th post'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-3598102594608185172</id><published>2006-11-13T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:10:54.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ala~</title><content type='html'>Ok....it went okay...just okay.....=( Pass fer sure but.....i  want distinction~~~~ T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too happy with how i did......................i cud do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz.....materials is next.  HyAko~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-3598102594608185172?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3598102594608185172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3598102594608185172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/ala.html' title='Ala~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-3885100672758201829</id><published>2006-11-13T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:23:13.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATHS!!@!@@!*@@%!$@^%!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5372/1365/400/109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find his comics funny n so cute lah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yargh~! 4 more hrs to go.....n sempat lagi blogging.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i wont panic  later in the exam room.  If not mati laa~!  Even the most simplest question pun can lupa how to do....(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no wonder my english rosak....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ill update again after the exam to tell how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lol i actuallly thought the word 'unexpectable' is in the dictionary.  Malu~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite...want to do to me revision now.  HyAko~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-3885100672758201829?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/3885100672758201829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=3885100672758201829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3885100672758201829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/3885100672758201829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/maths.html' title='MATHS!!@!@@!*@@%!$@^%!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-4226728117660950875</id><published>2006-11-10T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:03:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesh</title><content type='html'>Woot~! Juz found out my internal marks for materials! So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREDICTED: Mid-term = 35% ( ummm i think ill get 18% which means i need to get 26 correct over 51 questions)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT : 20.5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREDICTED: Lab = 20% ( for lab...mebbe 12%)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT: 15.3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREDICTED: Tutorial = 10% ( definately 5% heh since i always got 1 out of 2 for every work)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT: 7.75%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREDICTED OVERALL= 35%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT: 43.55%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god.....now just need 7 marks to pass. But kan my fren &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charity&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;got 57.6%!! So....lihai...and she can easily get distinction for this unit!! Im taking civil and she's taking chemical....yet she scored way better than me in materials which is the major unit for civil~! SO malu! But heh i can never beat her one lah....she's so smart! *Salutes* I only need 17 marks to obtain a credit......dat means i need to get 40/80 correct. Its not easy...T_T but i'll try my best! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to worry bout programming.......boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-4226728117660950875?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/4226728117660950875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/4226728117660950875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesh.html' title='Yesh'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-8426352229568044837</id><published>2006-11-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:31:36.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aik?</title><content type='html'>I know im not the only who always experience this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever like discover a bruise or sort which u u cant remember or dont know how it got there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....while i was taking me shower, i discovered two medium-sized bruises on me left thigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it get there? I wonder.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-8426352229568044837?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8426352229568044837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/8426352229568044837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/aik.html' title='Aik?'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-9133226947533538940</id><published>2006-11-06T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:55:13.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyam.</title><content type='html'>Huhu....shud i panic or not?  Exam is in a week....and i havent baca anything yet.  Dahlah esok my practice exam for materials.  Dahlah its raining heavily now....eheh...takda kaitan...i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em....nothing else to say...haha so bored lah.  Im actually waiting for my bro to habis skool.  Coz ill be picking him up n then we'll go to the bank to bank in his money to buy his gadget.  Check out &lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/www.sheep319.freepgs.com"&gt;sheep319.freepgs.com&lt;/a&gt; to find out more...if ure interested lah.  Um...wad else shud i do now ah? Mebbe ill shud start studying.....yeh dat'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5372/1365/1600/DVC00811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5372/1365/400/DVC00811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n my bro on anutie's yah bed in bintulu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-9133226947533538940?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/9133226947533538940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=9133226947533538940' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/9133226947533538940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/9133226947533538940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/11/nyam_05.html' title='Nyam.'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116217198371798297</id><published>2006-10-31T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DVC00538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DVC00538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Im done with programming assignment! Fuh fuh fuh!~!~! May God bless ze internet for not breaking my liver.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to jiggle~~ (wot does dat mean anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aitez.  Last week of classes.  Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me throat sakit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116217198371798297?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116217198371798297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116217198371798297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116212894660209208</id><published>2006-10-30T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DVC00667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DVC00667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyako~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back.  Now i cant wait to go on family holidays.  Spending time with family members sure brings me joy n happiness.  I wan i wan i wan~!  I cant wait for exams to be over. Ngehahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm shud i post up pics of raya now?  Mebbe later.  This raya, tho we didnt visit anyone at all, still, its a memorable one.  Luv every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aitez, tata now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new wani has born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yameh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DVC00494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DVC00494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie's bubble face~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116212894660209208?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116212894660209208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116212894660209208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116192535698200196</id><published>2006-10-28T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Yea ive managed to check my blog b4 i leave...n well sorry to you too kim.  That was a long comment...heh.  I  saved my entry as draft tho.  I believe wat u sed will never change his perception on u and wad he sed obviously is not helping him to make anyone change their perception on him.  I dont think u guys or any of u can talk to him as frens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall no longer post anymore back-stabbing entries.  Yeah....i wont complain anymore.  I shall only post happy entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please....no more dissing each other...it hurts to witness two close frens doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess ill just have to keep my feelings to myself then and cry myself to sleep.....or get an imaginary fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116192535698200196?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/116192535698200196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=116192535698200196' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116192535698200196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116192535698200196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry_27.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116066619426363976</id><published>2006-10-13T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy? Regret?</title><content type='html'>Haih.....dont know laa~....when i was browsing around...reading ppl punya blogs, frenster and when i see them all happy2 n stuff.....i...got...jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird actually for me to have this jealousy feeling coz i dont normally care about the events n stuff going around curtin.  Like this prom thing n curtin carnival.....how come when i went last time...it was like....not as exciting as now?  It's like not fair.....coz when i asked a few numbers of ppl bout wad do they think bout the prom this year n the carnival.....i was hoping that they say its bad n dissapointing n stuff...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i can like say haha lucky i din go...&lt;/span&gt;but all of them said its good!  Ada juga yg ckp rugi din go.  MOST said better than last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T Why did i ever go to the prom last time....why cudnt it be this time....where it cud be my first decent prom. Why why why?  But...heh on the other hand...my dad was in miri.....so....i guess its more worth it to be with my family then some....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crap, i was trying to make myself feel better but noooo wani, u cant deny the fact that u regret not going.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....i juz envy outgoing and smart ppl....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116066619426363976?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116066619426363976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116066619426363976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/jealousy-regret.html' title='Jealousy? Regret?'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116066459275614379</id><published>2006-10-13T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely</title><content type='html'>YES! LAB report kena extend lagi~! No need to do finish it tonite.  Yayness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! The tripod belum sampai! (Altho the guy brapa kali ask me oledi sampai ke belum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I now have a tv with astro in my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! My room so sasak now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! The dentist visit is not bad at all!!  Infact i dont mind going there several times. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi mahal nak mampus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mMmmmmmmMM.......if u have 1k in your hand....wud u spend it straight away?  Aiiihh~ Im so tempted to do so.  I have so many things i wanna do.  I feel like piercing my ears.  I feel like getting a new bra.  I want this....i want that.....but so........sigh.  I guess all that can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i know what love is~~ (Lionel Richie) So random one me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow prog's test.  Ngeee....no mood to study.....but kan...i failed this unit once....WANI! Wat d hell are u thinking....masih tak insaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; Im feeling all weird now.....(no, not horny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116066459275614379?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116066459275614379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116066459275614379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/lovely.html' title='Lovely'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116049119435932663</id><published>2006-10-11T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaRN PeriOD</title><content type='html'>One thing i dislike about being a female is that i have to go through this ultimate gila babi stomach pain everytime i have my first day of period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of my worst ones.  SO gila i tell you.  I was in a middle of a tutorial class when it happened.  It hurts so bad that i had to stand and sit  several times to make the pain go away.  Ahakz i can tell that me groupmates were wondering what the hell was I doing but who cares! SAKIT TAU TAK!?  I kept telling myself to hold on coz there's a quiz coming up soon....but aiyooo kenot tahan...so i went to the back of the class and stood there for about 10 minutes before collapsing on the floor with my hands on me tummy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weee i got the attention of the class.  &lt;/span&gt;My tutor came to me and told me that she faham my kind of pain and forced me to go home.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT i have so many things to dooo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But kan....i kenot tahan the pain.....so after meeting several lecturers to tell them dat i cudnt hand in the assignments today i went straight home.  Mind you it was raining so heavily...and it happened that on that day i brought my laptop along with me.  APUUUuUUUuuUU!!  God must be really testing me man.  Nak tak nak....i ran to my far-away parked car....dahlah basah! Sakit perut lagi tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i managed to tahan till i went home.  And oh boy...the pain didnt stop there...the pain lasted till this morning.  THIS MORNING i tell you.  I didnt have enuff sleep.  Gila betul.  Sakit nak mampus.  I was thinking of dying but i wanna have babies for my parents....so I decided to go thru with teh pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still hurts a bit now actually.....but not as teruk as yesterday lah.  N just just now...i found out that i have a quite large hole in one of my tooth.....darn.  I hate visiting the dentist.  I admit it.  I prefer seeing doctors than dentists.  Help me!!! I dont want to see them but i have to.  I can only do it if im not fasting.  I dont want to wait till raya oso.  So...im going to see the dentist esok.  Haihzzz.....this week is such a painful week.  I shall call it the Torturing Wani Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do my........*cries* so many work!!!!!!!!!!!!  Esok got another quiz again! Materials sumore! Then i have to finish my lap report! Then i have to do my programming assignment which i havent even read the !&amp;@^*!^@* question! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKlah....wanna try to do sumthing now.  Huhu.....may next week be a much better week for wani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116049119435932663?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/116049119435932663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=116049119435932663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116049119435932663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116049119435932663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/darn-period.html' title='DaRN PeriOD'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-116030677129255370</id><published>2006-10-09T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate mood~</title><content type='html'>Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit my piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is the day i gained 39kg.  &lt;/span&gt;First time in my life I have reached this heavy.  SO happy. =)  Ppl puasa lose weight...i pulak gain weight.  Syuk eh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....going to do my remaining assignments.   Berlambaks siot. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116030677129255370?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/116030677129255370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=116030677129255370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116030677129255370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116030677129255370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/chocolate-mood.html' title='Chocolate mood~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-116005711762772940</id><published>2006-10-06T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Yah the exam is over.  So far i found out that i have 7 mistakes.  Gahh! Shud i even bother to find for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i'll flunk this one.  Eheh...how confident am I? Only 55%.  :P  I even calculated how much will i get if i get 10 salah n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-term = 35% ( ummm i think ill get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which means i need to get 26 correct over 51 questions)&lt;br /&gt;Lab = 20% ( for lab...mebbe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;12%&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Tutorial = 10% ( definately&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;heh since i always got 1 out of 2 for every work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total prediction for internal marks=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;35% &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final = 35% ( which means i MUST get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;15% &lt;/span&gt;for final!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai2 la me.......heh. If dapat higher than predicted kan bagus....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116005711762772940?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/116005711762772940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=116005711762772940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116005711762772940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116005711762772940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-116001401870236186</id><published>2006-10-06T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Panic mode*~GaSP!</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG IM HAVING A MIDTERM EXAM AT 6.30PM! OMG OMG OMG OMG MOG MOG MOG GOM GOM GOM MGO MGO MGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayh~! (WaKAkakaKAkak! And still i have time to blog...*winkz*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....i shall study....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-116001401870236186?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/116001401870236186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=116001401870236186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116001401870236186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/116001401870236186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/panic-modegasp.html' title='*Panic mode*~GaSP!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-115970639557251113</id><published>2006-10-02T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>Yah i know. Say no more bout my long absence.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really stresssed right now and pretty much not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many stuffs to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current worry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My camera stuff....my tripod, my batt charger...etc. Still dont know where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My mid-term exam for materials 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My bloody programming 100 assignment. (oh noes!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz cant wait for this sem to habis.  T_T mommy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....stress.  I need a hug. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/1131232071718.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 144px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/1131232071718.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-115970639557251113?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115970639557251113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115970639557251113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/10/stress.html' title='Stress.'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-115263027969612040</id><published>2006-07-12T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:57.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi anny mom n dad~!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to get my parents sumthing for their anniversery but ahh....not enuf budget la.  Wad to do.  I wanna get those massaging chair thing but kan yg paling murah pun Rm3000.  T_T  I kinda need one of those actually....my back hurts really bad.  Dunno why eh.  Suddenly i woke up with a back pain.  Want to cry ba dis.  Sakit ba.  Huhuu..aduhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.  World cup fever is over bebeh.  Sob.  Brazil lost.  Sob.  Nebermind.  2010 will come bebeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/football-samurai-foul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/football-samurai-foul.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ganaz eh...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alahai...my result will come out in two days.  Yikes.  I juz dont know how to face me parents if i only pass one subject. Sigh....guess ill juz have to wait then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah....now im like a wee interested to get me hands on this Nintendo Wii item.  Macam besh je.  But it will only come out lepas raya...so must kumpul duit banyak2 then can buy.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/nintendo-wii-lg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/nintendo-wii-lg1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dahlah.  I need a bath. I want a cat.  No i want a kitten! They can be sooo photogenic. So cute n cuddly.  I miss having one.  I miss playing with their lil paws n kiss their lil diddly smelly head.  Ahakz i wanna feed them with whiskers n friskies to make them fat n cuddly n furry~  Huwaaa!! I want i want i want! See how cute they are.....*pout* me want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/0219.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/0219.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute ba kan? It looks like its waving at me....huuu~ hi there lil fella...wanna come with mommy duckie? Mommy will take gooood care of u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/1152358539299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/1152358539299.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is juz CUTE.  Hahaha! Shit la.  I want one so badly now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway....one day ill get one.  U'll see.  Nyahahaha.  Nobody can stop mehh~!  Heh till next taim.  Eheh found one tat i juz cudnt resist to post. I lol-ed at its face expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/1149955818390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/1149955818390.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-115263027969612040?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/115263027969612040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=115263027969612040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115263027969612040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115263027969612040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/07/hepi-anny-mom-n-dad.html' title='Hepi anny mom n dad~!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-115203661936045732</id><published>2006-07-10T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There......me sambung oledi. =)&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00040.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the ministry of home affairs....dunno wad were we doin there coz onli me mom n dad yg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masuk&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00041.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahhh cantik ba the view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didnt take this..my bro did n ahahaha i look oh-so-innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I juz had to take this!! Hahahaha! This was taken at the toll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luving it. Hahaha! Wonder why they advertise it there among all places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeh...we were using a taxi...n how unfair that they get to use gas instead of petrol.  So bloody cheap again. Rm6++ for full tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehehe my dad did this with malik's food.  So cute! Funny how my dad told us not to play with our food n never sed anything bout playing with other ppl's food....so we kenot say anything oso. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh mai god..the cheesecake was sooooOOOOooooo delicious!!!!  Secret Recipe's cheesecake was definately the best cheesecake ive ever had.  Sorry dat i took the last bit of it.  I totally lupak that i had a camera...:P (bulak eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh ya...we were at Sogo when we had the cheesecake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from malik's room. Yeah we managed to upgrade our deluxe room to superior...meaning we have three rooms, three bathrooms, a kitchen, a living room....sweeet man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00274.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00274.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The living room.....got patio sumore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There there there....the door to my room....hahaha i luv that place...seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The door to my parents' room...n the dining place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My room.  N i even got my own bathroom in my room! Wahahahah! Memang i duwan to balik juz becoz of the room.  So sweet bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My toilet.  My darling wuvvy-luvvy toilet... (and the hose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00088.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00088.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The name of the place we were staying at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KL Beauty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this place...but i didnt manage to get anything for myself coz the place was like a rush hour sorta thing...sooo many ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to MAS too! For wat? Dunno my dad....we were juz tagging along onli...kalau he masuk tandas...we pun ikut skali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keh keh keh...see how...erm nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00094.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00094.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yah...after MAS we went here.  Bought a duck. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom: I saw Superman! I swear!! He went fiuuuuuuuuuu~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spotted a dino at...shit i forgot the name of the place...ah! Nilai, Seremban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The CC at bintang walk. Yeah after staying at lanai for three nights...we moved to Agora hotel coz it was more convi for us.  Nearer to d shopping complexes.  Coz the Lanai Gurney was not in the golden triangle so everytime we had to go sumwhere mesti pakai taxi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First room.  We also moved twice in this hotel...becoz sumbody already booked the room the next day. Its okay coz we didnt book the hotel first anyway.  This is acceptable but i can tell u dat i bencik sama Agora Hotel.  They treated our family like wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz b4 we checked in...we had to wait until the person who stayed in the room to check out....n he was suppose to check out at 12 but nooooooo he checked out at 5pm! And we had to jalan2 to kill time juz to put our stuff there....mula2 we sabar....then when its our turn to check out, they told us to leave by 11.30am paduhal masa check out at 12.  They called us for more than thrice to make sure we are ready to go.  Then when we went down...the person who was suppose to stay in our room belum sampai lagi..! So not fair...dahlah we had to check in late....check out early lagi tu. Hmph!  There's more than that but i malas to type down....dowan to spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTE!! Hahahaha! Two of my bro's n one for jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I juz noticed that their butts are not equally on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sengaja want to put jimmy's one in d middle...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WANI SOKONG BRAZIL!! GO GO BRAZIL! Eventho they kalah.....*sob* they will still have my support! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got ppl playing futsal there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea this time no hose which make the hotel even more suckier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another part of the 1st room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He brought a cat along in d mall!! I had to take a pic of it.  SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bro - sucking the vanilla milkshake with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00105.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00105.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Irresistible.....onli at Secret Recipe~! Yah me n my bro went there again.  Ahakz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna murder another cheesecake like this...i dun fukin care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30 cents mineral water.  Nyaman bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its so classy looking.  I like this pic.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like she's having fun.....but is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n my bro camwhoring. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who ever tot dat he can be a kaki skodeng? He was checking out d ladies who were sitting juz opposite our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 hours later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 hours later...lol kena tangkap lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me takin a pic of me bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me bro takin my pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bro taking a pic of me taking a pic of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC00337.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC00337.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And walah! The result~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2nd room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; The body combination of my bro's n my dad's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well ahh...this is all lah. Heh heh. The trip was okaylah....not so exciting....not so boring. The best part was when me n me bro get to spend two days in kl alone....while me mom n dad went to jakarta. The boring part - limited cash to spend on things. =( No fun. I had my credit card with me tho but i didnt want to use it.....i prefer to use cash ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Newayz yah i gotta go now.  Sigh.  See ya. Tatata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-115203661936045732?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/115203661936045732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=115203661936045732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115203661936045732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115203661936045732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-to-know-way-to-feel-to-keep-me.html' title='I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-115203320205243737</id><published>2006-07-03T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im juz gonna post a few first.....no story-tellin o anything. Juz pics this time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea bebi...got hose! Muhuahaha! I luv this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bro the mumia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where me n my bro had to sleep. Yah on de floor.  Coz there's only one bed.  But heh my dad demanded for a better room n u'll see wad we get later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lousy breakfast buffet....they were out of orange juice n yet....they dont intend to serve more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were wondering how did it get to the fifth floor...takkan pakai lift kot.  But then we managed to find stairs after exploring the pool area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00010.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18th floor....&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n my bro posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We locked ourselves out....so heheh :PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.....later i continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/av-8501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/av-8501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-115203320205243737?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/115203320205243737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=115203320205243737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115203320205243737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115203320205243737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/07/kl-pics.html' title='KL Pics'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-115091183365619252</id><published>2006-06-22T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee</title><content type='html'>Ah yes.  Exam is finally over.  Now have time to update.  I have a bad feeling about my exam tho.  I know that ill fail my programming...n i dont mind.  But i dont wanna fail mechanics.....the idea of doing the lab works n quizzes all over again....haih...depressing.  Nvm...dont wanna think bout it first lah.  Mau enjoy dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeee how to post pics like this.  One pic will take about 10-20 mins to upload n mind u...i am very impatient when it comes to things like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; That's it...its taking too long...im going to bed.  Sorry bloggie...i know u have been abandoned for so long.....but dont worry..ill try to use u once in a while...=) Muahz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-115091183365619252?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115091183365619252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/115091183365619252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/06/hee.html' title='Hee'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114879506824509639</id><published>2006-05-28T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'toot'ness of my life</title><content type='html'>Hi there.  Im leaving for kl today.  N its the first day of my period.  *groan*  WHY WHY OH WHY!  Dahlah labuan pun kena....ini kl pun kena jugak.  I've been waiting for this trip eversince my trip to labuan which btw....i very de lazy to post the 3rd part.  Kekekeke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the toilet got hose.  Dats all i wish for.  Please oh please!!!! Grant me this tiny lil wish.  All i wish for in kl is to have a toilet with a hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to stay in berjaya time square but waseh! the hotel was fully booked since april 30th!  And so as the the few hotels around bintang walk.  Semua fully booked.  But luckily we managed to get a hotel called &lt;a href="http://www.lanaigurney.com/"&gt;Lanai Gurney&lt;/a&gt;....hahaha funny bah.  Semangat hari gawai bah. :P  Well its actually not a hotel...more like an apartment....hopefully got HOSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/lanai%20map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/lanai%20map.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So um.  I'm gonna start packing now.  Yes. I know.  And my flight is like at 9pm.  So i have umm...7 more hours to go? Hehehe...always last minute.  Luvin it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah...see ya then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*updated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!! I actually went to look for the pics of the toilet for our room {superior room}...and it doesnt seem to have a hose!!!! I'll juz bring a gayung.....incase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/room2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/room2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See! NO HOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114879506824509639?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114879506824509639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114879506824509639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114879506824509639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114879506824509639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/05/tootness-of-my-life_114879506824509639.html' title='The &apos;toot&apos;ness of my life'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114735086542699161</id><published>2006-05-12T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thx buddy</title><content type='html'>Thanks arina for the duckie n yur card.  Hahaha was really really suprised though.  Didnt expect it at all.  It definately made my day.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u sooooOooooOooooooo much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to come online for you buddy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugz n kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I sent u a sms....dunno whether u get it or not....u still using the same number? :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114735086542699161?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114735086542699161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114735086542699161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114735086542699161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114735086542699161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/05/thx-buddy.html' title='Thx buddy'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114647145211612616</id><published>2006-05-02T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT MY DAY....fiukkkk</title><content type='html'>Shit shit shit shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cudnt believe that it can actually happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall be the most embarassing thing that happened to me this year.  Nothing can beat this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still blushing.  My face is still all red n gah!!!!! I still cudnt believe that my skirt fell down infront of d public!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay first, i wanted to go ou......n i need to do it fast b4 my parent balik from kampung.  So i juz grabbed any clothes i can to cover my short pants which i was wearing since this morning.  Unfortunately i saw the black skirt on my chair (i cudnt remember why was it there) n well i pakai lah.  Malas to pakai jean.  I already know it was too loose when i put it on but what the heck...it will be juz for a while only ba....how long can i take at the bank anyway? Besides i can always hold on to it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to bank islam money.  Oh ya...hahaha kecian kim n aaron...i didnt realize that they were waving the whole time.  Coz when i drive kan..u know la me....never pay attention to the ppl in the car infront....n plus sumore i was thinking of how much shud i withdraw n stuff....then i got distracted by a moving object infront of me.  Ey sumone is waving.  I looked back, left n right.  Hmm is that person waving at m.....eh??! Kim?!? EH? Oh yahoh.  She has three cars.  Hahahaha!  I kinda forgot bout that particular vehicle.  So i msged her to apologize.  Mana tau she tot i sengaja didnt see her ka....hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to bank islam to withdraw money.....(i can still manage to hold my skirt on).  Kim ajak gi imperial...i wish i cud but...in this skirt n short pants....naah~ so wad to do.....i had to tell them that i only had shorts on...malas to explain further bout me skirt...(at that time i already had an image of me with my shorts on n my skirt on the ground....apuuuu) but i guess she saw me with my skirt on so i had to tell her in the end.  So then at maybank ahh....(to bank in money) while i was pressing the lil buttons n all, i kinda forgot that my skirt was loose so i used both of my hands, one to hold the money n the other to key in the account number and yup....THE BLOODY SKIRT FELL DOWN!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so stunned.  I sempat lagi tekan the last number.  Then i quickly pulled up my skirt n  I looked around.  Ada yg smile2, ada yg ketawa, ada yg stared at me.  It was embarassing.  REALLY!  I wanted to get out from that place right away but i wasnt done with the machine.  So i had to tebalkan muka n continued on.  After i was done..i quickly took the slip n ran out while holding d skirt with both of my hands.....i knew they were all still looking at me.  Sorry peeps...dont you even dare to wish for it to fall again as i can guarantee u that it will not happen again.  You can take your eyes off my skirt n mind your own business.  Darn it.  Huhuuu!  Im still blushing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna ask me mommy to sew on the rubber thingy now.  Heh.....do i deserve such experience as a 20 year old?  Dahlah a day after my bday lagi tuh! Huwaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  Im outta here.  So go ahead n laugh.  Tatata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114647145211612616?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114647145211612616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114647145211612616' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114647145211612616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114647145211612616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-my-dayfiukkkk.html' title='NOT MY DAY....fiukkkk'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114645360508441228</id><published>2006-05-02T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Har har har.....Happy belated bday to me.</title><content type='html'>Well it went alright i guess.  Started out well n i really appreciate the fact that my frens actually made their effort to flood me with bday calls n bday msges.  Thank u guys!!!  Muah muah! Glamour jak rasa.  Oh hehehe thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dommie &lt;/span&gt;baby lil piggie u~! U called like how many times? Three? Four? Hahahaha! Kisses n hugs for u! U so cute ma.  Miss you.  A bit safe that ure not here tho....dont want u throwing me into the lake like u always do the bday boys n girls.  Muhuhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was busy replying msges, my parents came into the room n gave me a card n a box.  In that box were three cool bracelets.  Hahaha pelik...they never gave me stuff like these b4.  Well then my brother came in with a card.  N four small objects where each has an alphabet.  W, A, N I.  Heee~  i wished he had gotten me a D U C K too.  Well thankiu mom n dad, n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malik&lt;/span&gt; dear.  *HuGz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho im dissapointed that one person didnt wish me happy bday.....he used to be my closest fren....well even more that that....he never failed to wish me happy bday.  I waited all day and all night for his msg....but it never came.  I guess maybe since he got himself a gf....he forgot?  Heh, boys.  U cant expect them to remember everything eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lets see.....I cried myself to sleep last night due to sum personal reason.  A bit hurt but hey i will not let it ruin my birthday.  First thing i had in mind was piano class.  Huhu~ i thought i cud practise my piano b4 i leave but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;koala&lt;/span&gt; wanted to meet me so yea i went to meet him at boulevard.   Sorry bloggie...i dont feel like telling u what happened.  I wudnt want it to ruin my mood now.  But yeah i cried after that.   You got to be kidding me....two times in a row....on my bday?  Man...what a birthday.  Heh.  Now dont u go saying bad stuff bout him coz it was my fault n i deserved to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff bout that.  Lets talk bout happy stuff now.  Heh...ada jugak prezzie from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;koala&lt;/span&gt;.  What did he give me? Well...u'll see them in my car.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my piano class with my muka-lepas-nangis face.  I pretended that i had a flu or sum sort so they tak saspek la me nangis.  Then um...went to pick up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kimmy n reema&lt;/span&gt; n their tutor n sent them to Leez Cafe~ then went back home coz i was like suffocating.  Dunno why...but i cudnt breathe noramlly....i had to breathe thru my mouth...i swear if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;koala&lt;/span&gt; wasnt there i cud have passed out.  I seriously thought i was going to die!  I cudnt feel my legs...i was so dizzy, i cudnt breathe properly,  the colours around me started to look all dull....boy i was scared.  Really scared.  I dont wanna die on my 20th bday! Im still a virgin! Lol! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had muffins n plain water for lunch at home.  Lega eh!  Wani was reborn!  Hehehe....i thanked god for keeping me alive.  Um then we went to pick &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kimmy n reema&lt;/span&gt; up n heh met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kimquito&lt;/span&gt; n geng (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parker, jean, ik&lt;/span&gt;) there~!  N i had a prawn cracker for tea break.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the field to watch football.  Hehehe i thank u all for wishing me happy bday there.  Especially&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; izzah&lt;/span&gt;...woah thank u for tellling the whole field with yur voice gurl!  Appreciate it.  Hahaha! OH YAY!! YAY!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAKEVIEW WON THE LEAGUE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I was so happy.  Watching them all go A I A (dunno how to type them out :P)....MAXIMUM SUPPORT!  N aduh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kingsley&lt;/span&gt; did it again!! He carried me up like he always do....hahaha thanks for telling how light i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;king&lt;/span&gt;.  :P  I hope u guys can win the cup as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  um....adalah sumthing happened again.  Heh then me n my family went out to have dinner at pizza hut.  EEE met&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kimquito&lt;/span&gt; there again! Hahaha!  &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well initially i wanted to like hangout with my frens at night...u know...but i guess god wudnt let me.  What to do...mebbe next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.  My 20th bday experience.  Oh oh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panda&lt;/span&gt; called! Hahaha tq tq tq!! Terkejut like wad.   Hehehe tak sangka he sanggup telefon to wish me happy bday.  Sweet fella. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt take any pics to publish.  Hahaha aduh....so like dat one me.  Mebbe i shud go for a belated celebration?  Hmm...mebbe i shud.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie then.  Cyah now.  I want to mandi.  Hehehe....tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114645360508441228?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114645360508441228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114645360508441228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114645360508441228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114645360508441228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/05/har-har-harhappy-belated-bday-to-me.html' title='Har har har.....Happy belated bday to me.'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114632717429417310</id><published>2006-04-30T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of my bday...</title><content type='html'>I feel weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is in a mess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need cash....lotsa cash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mid-term exam in three days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 assignments left.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50-50 happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shud i be happy that im turning 20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my life be different now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be more stressful than ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have this feeling that that sumthing bad will happen to me sooner or later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i want for my bday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family vacation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing i need more than to be spending my time with my loving family......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant me my wish.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh n happy bday wani.  U're turning 20.  Ure bloody old now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114632717429417310?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114632717429417310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114632717429417310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114632717429417310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114632717429417310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/04/eve-of-my-bday.html' title='Eve of my bday...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-114559666312792135</id><published>2006-04-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LABUAN TRIP II</title><content type='html'>Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh woke up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.15 am&lt;/span&gt;. Sanggup ba for the buffet. Weee~~ ate a plate of nasi lemak and two pancakes. Was still hungry tho but i tengok my auntie kept looking at her watch..plus i didnt want to be the only teenager there (i was surrounded by working adults!!). So we left...huwaa i left my stomach back there....sob...isyk. Imma gonna sleep again tho. Hee morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC000s12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC000s12.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hee...one pancake with maple syrup n one with honey syrup.  Coz i didnt know which one is nicer.  But apparently....maple syrup ish the besh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00011s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00011s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hahaha! Bila nak habis...baru ambik. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The dead pool outside the cafe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me before going back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nyeh..its 12.15pm. Argh ni yg ku benci nih. How to berak? I know u smart ppl will tell me to juz sit down on the toilet seat n poop but it aint that easy for me!! Plus im having my 3rd day of period now.. The urge to go home gets stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG LIVE TOILET WITH HOSE!!! I dun care from which classy hotel u belong to, if u dont have a hose....u'll be one of the suckiest hotel ive even been into. Im not into wiping asses with wet toilet papers....&lt;br /&gt;ergh...but wad to do if kenot tahan...wait...let me check...GAH! There isnt any toilet paper left!!!! Oh hell no! This is not happening to me~! Aah im calling housekeeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00002.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U see!? No bloody hose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man, n the distance between the toilet n the sink...apuuu~~! Ah as u can see...no toilet paper in that holder kan? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Huh? There's sumone at the door. Brb. (A minute later) Ahh..what a nice fella. He was just checking to see if everything is alrite. I think he heard me screaming my ass of for toilet papers. I was like OH SHIT!! NO TOILET PAPER!! ;P&lt;br /&gt;So i told him that i need sumone to clean my room. =) Chewah. Takkan i want to ask for toilet paper refill saja...kantoi mau berak tuh. "Uhh excuse me, we're out of tisu pakei lap burit ya....i want to shit ba dis so please do hurry up. Urgent matter. Thank u. *smile smile*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..where's the housekeeping ppl? I keep hearing ppl knocking on my door but takda org pun. There is it again. HUH! That's the fifth time i buka pintu to see only the door numbered 514 opposite me. =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from me auntie that we'll be going back tomorrow afternoon. :D I dont mind coming back here again tho but never wen im having period. But have to be with my family lah. Coz my dad knows this place better than my auntie. So he shud know which is the best place to eat n all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuiiiiii...its 1.50 pm now n they're not here yet. Lousy service! They made me call them twice. See how long do I have to wait juz to get a roll of toilet papers?? Nanti aku sembelit baru tau! (Heh as if they care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH!! I WANT 2 BERAKKK~!! TAPI NO BLODDY TOILET PAPER!!! N NOT EVEN ONE TISSUE PAPER AROUND!! BUDUH~!!!! Wats taking them so long...cheeEEe~~! Pukul 2 sudah. Shitface. I wish u guys got stuck in the elevator. Eh eh...dowan lah. Nanti lama lagi tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.20 pm.&lt;/span&gt; Sampai pun. Lega. Now waiting for them to balik. Hahahaha! So spoilt la me. &gt;_&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.45 pm. They're gone. Hehehe. Banzaiiii~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get...so lonely~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thw view that i was looking at....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yup...the mall again...balik2 the same thing....hahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.08 pm.&lt;/span&gt; Juz got back from jalan2. First we went to that mall again. Bought chocolates n more comics. Then off to the nearest food court - Medan Makan Labuan.&lt;br /&gt;Had nasi goreng kampung. Suprise that i didnt order mee hoon? Hehehe. Yea wanted to try sumthing else. Nyeh..lost my selera makan becoz of that urgh cat.&lt;br /&gt;Its skin was peeled off...can see bah the pink flesh n blood.  Ewwwww~~~!!!  Gross gross GROSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where we had our dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had nasi goreng kampung here~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eheh.  That's d end of day 2.  We're going back tomorrow.  Sigh...I miss my toilet....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114559666312792135?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114559666312792135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114559666312792135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114559666312792135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114559666312792135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/04/labuan-trip-ii_22.html' title='LABUAN TRIP II'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114546004206252284</id><published>2006-04-22T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LABUAN TRIP I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu sleepy.  Woke up around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30 am&lt;/span&gt;.  First mistake - almost lupak bawak spec. Second mistake - I FORGOT MY HP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh noes. I was like...omg omg omg omg omg! We were like already halfway to the bypass road when my dad asked whether i have my hp with me or not. Why oh why didnt u ask me earlier. Ceh...blame on my dad pulak. Hahaha...yea i know..my fault..but sob! &gt;_&lt; Everything went on fine afterwards. The flight took bout 35 mins to reach Labuan. I guess i was the only person in d airport who kept smiling to herself like a kambing kena lepas. Everyone i know complained bout how boring n dead Labuan is. Heck even the taxi drivers in Labuan also agreed. But there i was...smiling...i finally reached labuan. The yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; Sheraton Hotel. There's where we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made it to Labuan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Heh so funny...when we upacked our stuff, my auntie suddenly teriak. I thought what...skali when i asked her, she sed she only brought half a pair of her stockings. The other half tinggal kat miri. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptation. There's a mall right in front of the hotel. I wanna go!! Dahlah my auntie balik at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;. Shud I? Shud I? Im still sitting here in the room typing this out n its 11 am now. Shud I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The town of labuan i suppose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The view from the balcony..see how close the mall is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i had for breakfast was carrot juice n mee maggi in a cup. Not that hungry but...ngeee~ need sumthing to chew..plus ada green light to do anything i want..including going to the mall. Lalala~ got Parkson there oso....ngeee~~! Alright that's it. Im going. ^_^ Will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.05pm.&lt;/span&gt; O.o" So now i believe wad they say. The only thing i bought was a comic book...well n sum stuff to eat. Gosh...memang cannot tahan if tinggal here lama2. But kan...u can see cigarettes, beer, liquor n lotsa alcohol drinks everywhere... I wonder how many malls are there here in Labuan. I wonder if ada cinema here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byk kaki lepak ba here....eee~~! So rimas lah. The chicks tadi tak byk (Adalah yg hot hot ones with big boobs...but so few). N now...im Waiting for me aunt to balik. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.15pm&lt;/span&gt;. Me n me aunt got back from jalan2. Apuuu....seriously. Miri's town area lagi bagus than here. There isnt much too see nor do ard here. N the ppl here are scary. The guys here arent that hot. Tho i did encounter 3 badan besar hippie teenagers which i think were worth looking at twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/1024/PIC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/288/3891/400/PIC00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The swordfish in town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all u alcoholics n smokers out there. Labuan mite be a pleasant place for u. Bukan apa....byk bah kedai macam tuh kat sini n i guess they sell them at cheap2x prices. No wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;phila&lt;/span&gt; they all came here quite often....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we have an ultimately giant big mole on our face or sumthing? Then why do they stare? Yknow when we ate at this kedai mamak, there's this old man who wanted to belanja us by giving the taukey Rm50 (he kept pointing at our table...that's how i found out) but the taukey refused to take the money so the old man left dgn hampanya. Dunno what was his motive anyway. Then this taukey spread the news by telling his workers n then we had the whole restaurant staff watching us mamam-ing our food. Great. Thank u old man!! The food sucks btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N that's d end of day 1.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No hose in d bathroom!!!&lt;/span&gt; Crappy 5-star hotel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: There are 3 entries bout this trip. One entry for each day.  And most of it was written on the spot.  I cudnt post it earlier becoz my internet connection was slow.  Its still is actually.  So wait ah...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114546004206252284?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114546004206252284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114546004206252284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114546004206252284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114546004206252284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/04/labuan-trip-i.html' title='LABUAN TRIP I'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114519675496944728</id><published>2006-04-17T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>Yah i know...cian my bloggie.  There r lotsa stuff going on in my lyfe nowadays.  I juz....entahlah...either im lazy, dun have time or afraid that the post will menimbulkan rasa tidak puas hati among earthlings...tidak kira sama ada yg hidup atau mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow ill be leaving for labuan.  My first time going there.  Not that excited but im sorta looking forward to this trip.  I juz looooove going to new places.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna type sumthing personal but dont know why...i keep backspacing every word.....heh coward *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADUH...tertekan publish post pulak.  Hahaha wat was i thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....ill update again as soon as i balik keh.  =) Cheers n wish for me a safe journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw check this out.  Its hot. Muhuhahaah! Oh shiat....i juz remember....my lil cousins n uncle will be visiting my blog.  Uhh...hi ijan..hi uncle uchi....or jaja (if ure standing there).   SUPRISE!! Heheh i know its a wee bit obscene but...its my blog bah....kan kan kan?  Me all grown up oledi.  Besides im turning 20 end of this month!  U cant expect me to put up underage stuff anymore kan?&lt;br /&gt;Kekekeke u guys kan sporting......ehehe kan? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/summer01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/summer01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/summer02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/summer02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114519675496944728?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114519675496944728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114519675496944728' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114519675496944728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114519675496944728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/04/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114028110841155245</id><published>2006-03-06T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helo hola hi. I was all ready by 9 am....because accodring to my cuz's plan...we were suppose to start the "adventure" at 9.30 am.....n see the time...tsk tsk tsk. I had to wait for my cousin to wake up, get ready n stuff and it took her this long to finally get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00206.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In d MRT....just to get attention. :P&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice....&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00209.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha she was taking her time telling me how she wanted me to take her pic with the pedestrians crossing the road and so..... i lost my patience. :P Those who knows her well will understand me. Heh after she found out that i took the pic she was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wasnt ready!"&lt;/span&gt;  So i told her that by the time she's finally ready, the crowd will already be home sleeping like a kayu.&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;_&lt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eheh..muka tak malu...no shame one....;P Saje want to make that ol fella rasa popular bah...&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm I forgot why I took this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can anybody guess why....pretty obvious kan...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hee if&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kim&lt;/span&gt; ada...me oso ada. Kekekekeh~ Btw look at those musical notes floating up there...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh...the busy street of Orchard Road...&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terpaksa control malu...i told her that i didnt want to take a pic infront of the escalator where ALOT of ppl passing by....but she nak ambil jugak...altho i memang sakai masuk singapore malls...but im not THAT sakai...heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wargh~! Chicken Little...you look bigger than me wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00232.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eheheh not. Eeee i want to cubit the pipi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were suppose to go watch the Chestnuts Episode III the live parody show but in the end we decided to go watch Prime coz takut budget lari. 38 bucks man the ticket....apuuuu. Actually kan...for xperience i dont mind...but if i bought the ticket, i wudnt have much left to buy other stuff. So..ikut kemampuan lah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002381.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002381.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002401.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002401.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jakun.  Never tgk wayang kat singapore before.&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00244.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A weird creature spotted walking around orchard road.  After I took this photo kan..it waved at me!! Gasp!&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002451.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our lunch.  Burger King~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aduh....lapar.  My yummy cheeseburger~ I lebiu~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I came, I saw....i buat dono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00252.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00252.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the shops in Esplanade.....huwaaaaa i want that! I want this! I want everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eee geram la tgk this shop.  If i had a lot of money memang banyak I beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002551.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At esplanade....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002861.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh we also went on a boat ride.  Boat Quay or sumthing like dat.  Dats the view from our ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002881.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esplanade.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC002981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC002981.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh we passed thru many stops...this is one of em besides the Clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet eh? Hahahaha the view of Merlion from where i was standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view of esplanede from the Merlion park.&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore's maskot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im not allowed to touch it or even go near it...coz ada security jaga.  So um...ambik gambar jak lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont remember taking this pic.  Im not into hotels....cud be my cousin then.  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yah..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh first time lepak in d late morning at singapore without my parents...bebas siot! Oh this is after we watched SAW II. You guys have to watch it! Gross~~&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cat is huge~!! I wanted to pick it up but its too heavy...&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00334.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n my cousin.  Malu weh...ppl watching....huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00338.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M &amp; M's kat...where is this ah? Oh the Causeway Point Mall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00341.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00341.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon at the bus station in Singapore.  So sweet...sanggup go all the way to singapore just to accompany me naik bus to jb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003451.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dalila n I in her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/Eyeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/Eyeee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know im sick....but what do u think of when u look at the pic? :P&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arghh~! She's wearing d haunted red shoes!! (I know its pink...but u'll understand if u have watched that horror movie called "The Red Shoes") Heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon n I kat KFC...his fav fast food restaurant...=)&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC003531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC003531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me n Jon's cousin. She's very de sporting. She's the one who also complained to me about jon who keeps talking about me 24/7 till she's sick n tired of hearing my name. Adeh...pity her. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/two%20wani%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/two%20wani%27s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want a pic with two of me in it...so i decided to choose this one.  Btw she looks like that guy from dat ad in MTV.  ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Muhuhahaha...alas....im done.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114028110841155245?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114028110841155245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114028110841155245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114028110841155245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114028110841155245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/03/holiday-part-iii.html' title='Holiday Part III'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-114096074491161975</id><published>2006-02-28T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats wrong with my hp?</title><content type='html'>I dunno. Im just pretty sick of people asking me to change my hp. Cant you let me be happy with my darling? Do u see me complaining about my hp? Why oh why~~ I've been surviving with this hp for more than 2 yrs n intend to spend longer time with it. So dont ask me to change. You can ask me to change the housing (which i think i shud...:P) or sumthing but not the fone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday me bro got himself a new fone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W550i Sony Ericsson&lt;/span&gt;.....yeah sure its a cool fone. With so many functions n all. After i puji my bro bout how stylo his fone is then he told me to get a new fone. I told him off then i dont want a new fone. Then he marah me. What the? It's upto me lah if i dont want a new fone. Does it bother you that much that u keep changing fones n im still with my ol Nokia 3310? I dont need any fancy fone to make calls or send msges. This fone of mine works just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has been asking me for years whether i want to get a new fone. Either he pities me because the rest of the family uses canggih punya fones or he just want to waste his money for sumthing that is not important. Well dad, the time will come. It's just not now or in another few years. Just as long as you can pay for my education.....that's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...i got it off my chest. Fuh....im happy for him tho. He was like all so happy n stuff. Bringing his fone here n there. Taking pics n videos of us. Hahahaha. As long as he is happy, the whole family is happy. Oh well. Im done. Hungry lah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00006.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother posing dgn fone baru~ :P  This is how it looks from behind.  Oh btw ignore the date...i forgot to change it.  Hahaha!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/GPD_21864high_27_0_4001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/GPD_21864high_27_0_4001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how its looks like from d front. Stylo kan...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-114096074491161975?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/114096074491161975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=114096074491161975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114096074491161975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/114096074491161975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-wrong-with-my-hp.html' title='Whats wrong with my hp?'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113799212044596995</id><published>2006-01-24T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee...</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaa darth vader is so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/vaderphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/vaderphoto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113799212044596995?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113799212044596995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113799212044596995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113799212044596995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113799212044596995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/01/hee.html' title='Hee...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113799158147896507</id><published>2006-01-24T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah....</title><content type='html'>o_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never expected that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oookay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....you found out.....im amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N still am.....*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Miss talking to you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113799158147896507?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113799158147896507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113799158147896507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/01/wah.html' title='Wah....'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113767366874680070</id><published>2006-01-20T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another taggie thingie</title><content type='html'>Isyk.  Here we go again.  A lil tough but I have made it~~!! So here goes.  Enjoy…. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limit of words: 100-200&lt;br /&gt;The nyeh words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I&lt;br /&gt;2. me&lt;br /&gt;3. blowjob&lt;br /&gt;4. grapes&lt;br /&gt;5. random&lt;br /&gt;6. power&lt;br /&gt;7. loneliness&lt;br /&gt;8. water&lt;br /&gt;9. robot&lt;br /&gt;10.blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Her name is Wani. She used to like milk but now she only drinks plain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;. She is well known for her&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loneliness&lt;/span&gt;. How so? Don't ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;am just your ordinary busybody story teller. By the way, Ukai, her fren, loves to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;power &lt;/span&gt;rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look! A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;robot &lt;/span&gt;just passed by! Cool! Anyway this girl is so very the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; that there was once in a mall nearby your house, she approached a man, probably aged around 80-90, and offered herself to give him a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blowjob&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for the poor old fella, he’s deaf. He couldn’t figure out what she said but he assumed that she was asking him for something to eat by looking at her hand gestures. So he gave her a handful of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; grapes &lt;/span&gt;which smells like dick. She was confused but she took them anyway and continued walking around the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt so lonely and was all alone with nobody to talk to, to look at young chicks asses with, to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; film with, and so on. Then she was so bored so she decided to kill herself. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113767366874680070?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113767366874680070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113767366874680070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113767366874680070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113767366874680070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-taggie-thingie.html' title='Another taggie thingie'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113725535805217423</id><published>2006-01-16T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tag thingy...finally....</title><content type='html'>Kim.....made me do this.....T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To all who has been tagged by me..please read the following instructions...muhuhahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, remove the blog in the no.1 spot from the following list and push everyone up one place. Then add your own blog to the bottom spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alex Allied&lt;br /&gt;2. Clueless Dream&lt;br /&gt;3. Planet SubKi||er&lt;br /&gt;4. Guilty Secrets&lt;br /&gt;5. Waniduckie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, answer the following questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing 10 years back:&lt;br /&gt;Emm....i was in primary 3 10 years ago. o_O" I was playin mak mak with my good ol buddy Adrian. Heh he's my pretend husband n im his pretend wife. Everyday he'll go out to my backyard n pretend to chop woods using my toy axe and pretend to bring an armful of imaginary woods into my room so that we could make imaginary foods to feed our imaginary babies which were my soft toys. Hahahaa! Fun fun. I tortured him really bad....isyk...i was a very bad pretend wife back then. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing 1 year back:&lt;br /&gt;She completed her foundation with doubts and did her first sem degree.  Only two subs tho.  Still, she made her parents proud of her results.  She was so happy...but only for a while.  N hmmm....actually she did a lot of stuff a year ago.  A lot of regrets.  She wasnt suppose to be like this.  She was a very naughty girl.....and i hate her.  No guy deserves to have a gurl like her.  But i pity her oso....she's so.....lurus bendul. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;- Mentos + Chocolate together&lt;br /&gt;- Keropok (yg not spicy)&lt;br /&gt;- Kellogs Frosties&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate (so common..yes i know)&lt;br /&gt;- ICE-CREAM!! (especially choc mint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 song I know all the lyrics off my head right now:&lt;br /&gt;- Eminem-Without Me&lt;br /&gt;- Heaven-Nu Favor&lt;br /&gt;- Marsha-Untuk Terakhir Kali&lt;br /&gt;- Destiny's Child-Brown Eyes&lt;br /&gt;- OAG-Akustatik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I'm a millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;- Travel around the world with my family or frens&lt;br /&gt;- Donate&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a house and stuff it all with ducks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Keep some in da bank&lt;br /&gt;- Divide the money among my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;- I stutter a lot&lt;br /&gt;- Smiling without reason&lt;br /&gt;- Flirting&lt;br /&gt;- Doing things last minute&lt;br /&gt;- Tends to forget things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I love to do:&lt;br /&gt;- Mamam ice-cream sambil dgr music~!!&lt;br /&gt;- Watch moooovies~!&lt;br /&gt;- Hangout wif buddies~!&lt;br /&gt;- Read comics~!&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping for duckz item~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you would never wear, buy or get new again:&lt;br /&gt;- Mini skirt&lt;br /&gt;- Underwear org yg tidak muhrim&lt;br /&gt;- Used stockings&lt;br /&gt;- Large baggy clothes&lt;br /&gt;- My black tight pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite "toys":&lt;br /&gt;- Oh definately my handfone&lt;br /&gt;- My keyboard&lt;br /&gt;- My laptop&lt;br /&gt;- Duckie soft toys~!&lt;br /&gt;- Umm....digi cam kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you select 5 people to pass it on to:&lt;br /&gt;- Tiang~!! Heheh dun care~! U must and u shall! Muhuhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;- Kodokz~!!&lt;br /&gt;- Henny~!!&lt;br /&gt;- Kimquito~!!&lt;br /&gt;- Zul~!! Since now u got yurself a blog..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry guys....hahahaha isyk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113725535805217423?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113725535805217423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113725535805217423' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113725535805217423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113725535805217423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2006/01/tag-thingyfinally.html' title='The tag thingy...finally....'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113586692925596755</id><published>2005-12-30T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born clumsy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gee today was horrible~!  My brother even tried to avoid being next to me!  Am i that clumsy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well it all happened when we first went to Sim Lim Bookstore to get school books for my brother. While i was browsing thru the form four books for my brother, i accidently dropped the whole stack of books on the 3nd row of the rack. Aiyok~! Lucky thing there was a helper sitting nearby to help me. Huhuhu apalagi....i apologized to her till she my mom pulled me away. Maybe she was ashamed of all the attention i had. Ahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then when I excused myself to go downstairs to see sum utensils for meself, i tripped over a lil girl. I even stepped on her foot!! If my bro saw that he wud prob be embarrassed of me. The gurl didnt make any noise coz prob she was scared of me or sumthing. She just gave me that i-hate-you look. Apuu....dunno where to put my face. So i juz smiled back at her after apologizing several times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then when i was downstairs i tried to keep myself away from touching anything but i juz cudnt resist not touching anything! So heh and everything went alright until my mom went to pay the stuff that we chose. While i was moving my hand away from the basket of pencils, well u guessed it, one of my finger tertolak the whole bunch of pensils and *crash* pensils scattered everywhere on the floor. Again i caught everyone's attention. Again my bro n mom shaked their heads. Huhuhu! Why me!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next thing that happened was when we were at kfc. Happily eating our meal. When i was reaching out for my drink, my elbow terkena my bro's elbow and *giggle* his arm terkena the cheese and mayo stuff that u can have with wedges. Hahaha kesian him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then um we went to boulevard. While my bro was browsing thru sum clothes, i went to play with those trolley locket bags. Haha no i didnt drop anything this time. All i did was um...well i just pulled the handle of the trolley upwards and then i let it go, not knowing that it will go back to its original position coz it normally stays put bah. And guess what, it made a loud bang. WHAM!! Hahaha! Can see my mom terlompat sikit. Terkejut bah....hahahaha my bro also terkejut. I think everyone nearby was a bit shocked by the sound caused by me. So my bro was like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;haduhhh~ u betul2 jinx la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.  Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahah! It didnt end there!! At home...well juz now actually, i tripped over a small container containing small needles which my mom was using to sew her curtains. So basically the floor was covered with small needle~ ...hahaha aduh...tak berani tgk my mom's face eh. Hehehe. Then well after that i tripped over a comic book that was lying in front of my door. Then i also accidently dropped all the stuff in my sling bag when i was finding for my spec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;N fuh~ here i am.  Blogging.  Im going to take my bath now.  Hopefully nothing bad will happen in d bathroom.  Amin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hee.....tatata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113586692925596755?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113586692925596755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113586692925596755' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113586692925596755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113586692925596755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/born-clumsy_29.html' title='Born clumsy.....'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113578146668593667</id><published>2005-12-29T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Part II</title><content type='html'>Ahah finally~ my trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;.  Well ehem.  The day started on 7th December. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th December 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late. Took a glance at my dad. He was staring at the window. Wonder wot he wuz thinking about. He noticed me looking at him. Then he smiled. So I smiled back. Then he went, “Eeeeee!! Belum mandi!! U want a slap, a punch or u want to mandi now?” Hahahaha pulak daaa…..oh well being daddy’s lil girl, I answered, “Emm….can I have a punch?” Then he stood up while rolling a newspaper. Knowing that he was only joking, I quickly ran to the bathroom while laughing. Hahahaha I love my dad. He sure knows how to start my day. Besides he looks so cute when he pouts and also when he asks for my mom in a childish way. Sorta like, “Where’s mami? Mamehhh, I got no money…kakak finished all my money.” *pouts* Heheheh okk enough of my dad….hehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The view from our room.  There there there...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singapore~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em after having a quick breakfast….we packed up all our stuff in the car and went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angsana.&lt;/span&gt; We were supposed to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt; there. Another ex of mine. My first official bf actually. The one I had before him was juz a ‘contract’ relationship. Well u know like, if I do this for u, promise me you’ll be my gf kind thing. Heh. Well he’s currently my best male buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we waited for him there for like almost an hour. He was supposed to send my family to the airport since we had to send back uncle &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razak’&lt;/span&gt;s car back to his place. While waiting, my dad told me that if he’s not here in 10 mins, we’re gonna call a taxi. Aww man, not again! So the whole waiting situation made me worried sick. Made me wondered what ever happened to his skill in driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thankfully 3 mins later, he arrived in a car. When I saw him I went OMG!!! He looks so like a typical Indian guy! With those sorta long curly hair n stuff. He’s not the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon &lt;/span&gt;I used to know. Man u changed A LOT….physically! So then after sending the car back, off we go to the airport. There at d airport, we found out that we were one bag short. N gasp that bag contains all those computer gadgets all of them worth more than a thousand! My bro was so upset that he sat flat on the floor. His newly-bought game was in there too. We didn’t know exactly where the bag was. It cud be in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razak&lt;/span&gt;’s car….or mebbe at the hotel? But there wasn’t enuff time for them to go back for the bag so they handed the task to me since I’ll be staying back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Darn. I dislike looking for missing valuable stuff. I mean what if I didn’t find it? I hate bringing back bad news. Huhuhuu….so after saying bye bye Jon and I went searching for the bag. I was hoping that the bag was in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Razak&lt;/span&gt;’s car so that we wudnt have to go back all the way to the hotel. Unfortunately after searching thru in n out the car…the bag was not to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon &lt;/span&gt;tried to comfort me but nothing can make me smile until I find the bag. So we had one last choice. The hotel. If the bag is not to be found then…there goes my holiday. Sanggup eh bayar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM8&lt;/span&gt; parking fee just to find the bag at the hotel. Yes, the parking fee for the hotel is damn expensive. So then I dashed to the reception counter, asked for the room key then went into the elevator accompanied by a bell boy of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up, the bell boy asked me what I was looking for. I told him that I was looking for a laptop bag which contains computer stuff. He then told me that he found a laptop bag near the hotel entrance behind a trolley. When he mentioned that u have no idea how relieved I was. I almost scream n jump for joy (hmm…&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russell Peters&lt;/span&gt;) coz I was so happy. And yeah story cut short, we found the bag after he told me to identify a thing or two inside that bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh so went went to this mall &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City Square&lt;/span&gt; to have our lunch there before taking off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. So we get to talk bout a lot of stuff. There I found out that he has a gf. Finally he has a gf. Heh. He wasn’t comfortable telling me bout it tho. I even had to force him to tell me more about her. I admit it. I was a bit jealous. I don’t know why. I no longer have a crush on him…..but why was I jealous? Cud it be becoz he now pays more attention to her? That I wudnt get the same treatment from him as before? I dunno. Heh weird. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um oh we had to use the bus to spore coz his dad urgently needs to use the car. No prob. I like using the bus anyway. :D So then one thing that got me thinking….while walking to the immigration, he suddenly grabbed my hand n held it tight. I looked at him…but he didn’t look back. I was confused but I juz let it be. Mebbe he juz wants to protect me from…sumthin…..I dunno. I don’t wanna think about it anymore. Then um we got into a bus. And once we arrived at Singapore, he escorted me to the taxi. Then there he gave me big warm hug. Erk…I was surprised coz he never hugged me like that before. Huhuhu….T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n Jon n d bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; So…um there I was…alone in a Singapore taxi for the very first time. Was feeling a bit scared tho coz it was like my first time alone in a taxi mah. :P But heh I made it to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozi&lt;/span&gt;’s place safe n sound. Was greeted by her mom. Hahaha boy I was so happy that I finally get to use the internet again. Macam org jakun eh. Like never use the internet b4. I miss all my chat mates. Huhuhu. But ah on that day…as I can recall, I didn’t get to go anywhere coz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozi&lt;/span&gt; got back from work at around 10.30pm and her mom wudnt let her go out. Wait, did we watch a movie that nite? I cant remember. Macam ade je….cant remember wot movie tho. So anywayz that’s it for 7th December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my time chatting the whole afternoon. Heh I was accompanied, at times, by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rozi’&lt;/span&gt;s bro who’s a *cough* pervert *cough*. Eheh luckily sumone was online to keep me busy. Well you know who you are. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em well I only get to go out at night coz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozi&lt;/span&gt; had to work till evening. Where did we go at night ah? Oh we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOYS R US&lt;/span&gt;! No wait, I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toys R Us&lt;/span&gt; while she went to wax her leg. Hahhaha fuiyooo like heaven siot. Cheap cheap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ducks&lt;/span&gt;! Cheap cheap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toys&lt;/span&gt;! Mama-miah~! Dun wan to go home~!! &gt;_&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ducks n a few other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toys&lt;/span&gt;. Muhuhahaha! There’s even this one huge&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; duck&lt;/span&gt; for only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$16.90&lt;/span&gt;!!! I swear I didn’t want to let go of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duck&lt;/span&gt;. I wanna bring it back to Miri. But wad to do..its too big to carry around anyway. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozi&lt;/span&gt;’s um…Uni? College? Not sure wot to call it. :P But yea, coz she had a class till 10pm. So hehe I had to wait for her at the library which was provided for students of the building only. We both then went into the library…n headed straight to the bookracks. She told me to act as if I am one of the students there. Then she left me there…and well I did what I could to avoid being questioned by the librarian. Y’know wot I did? I took a few accounting and management books (the place does not offer engineering courses) and then I sat beside a Chinese fella and asked politely for a pen juz to show the librarian that konon-kononnye I have a few frens around here. Hehe! Lucky thing I brought my dad’s books along so that I can finish it up while waiting for her to finish her course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that….we both walked around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orchard road&lt;/span&gt; to see all those fascinating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas lights&lt;/span&gt;. There were lights everywhere! But im not really into all those lighting stuff. I’m more into nature than those man-made decorations. Heh. So we stopped by at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;/span&gt; to get a quick rest. We wanted to watch a movie so badly but we were afraid that her mom wudn’t like it. So instead we took our dinner at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mos Burger&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad la the food. Nyaman jugak eh. Hee..then we strolled around the building. Huhuhu the shops there were all so so nice n so so tempting! Huwaaa geram eh when u only have about $150 cash with u. Have to spend it wisely. Sob. After that we balik around 12. Then tido n relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadly but true..this is the only pic of the lights which turns out to be an okay pic. Imagine if this is considered clear...err....the rest...u know lah. :P Blur2 one. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001441.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My cuz took a long time to powder her face.....so guess wot i did while waiting? Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001511.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wet Bras Road.....tipu eh...you lie me! There wasnt any bras lying around when i was there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001561.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eeeee big teddy...nice to see, nice to hug. This was taken infront of the plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001631.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was suppose to be in the picture!! Pelik eh...am i that small to be seen? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was too hungry to pose.  Oh wait, i did pose.  Hungry-face pose. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00198.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eeee i can see my pants.  It glows~~ hahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC001991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC001991.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were not allowed to take pics there actually but ah wad the heck~ no harm in breaking the rules once in a while kan? ;) Oh this is um..at the MRT station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my apologies to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dominic&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry hun…my battery went flat wen u called. I didn’t even get the chance to say how r u. Huhuhuhuh~! Stupidas punya bateri. Curse you! (Okay its my fault for not charging it anyway….eheh…*blush*) Silly me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh isyk I have sumthin to do now. Erm guess they’ll be a part three then. Eheh. Just three more days to go then I’m done. Fuh~ Tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113578146668593667?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113578146668593667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113578146668593667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113578146668593667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113578146668593667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-part-ii.html' title='Holiday Part II'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-113560620238021995</id><published>2005-12-27T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~@Memories@~ She's back home now....sob...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Im not gonna type anything for this entry...well okay i did type sumthin but...haih i dunnolah. Hahaha juz wanna post this up to u know...show my appreaction to her. Thanks gurl for everything. Thanks for sharing part of yur life with me.....thanks for wanting to be in my life....guess u know most of my dark secrets....n u still accept me for who I am after all that.....gua respek n saspek sama lu la sistah....thanks for listening to me...n most of all....thanks for understanding....looking forward to meet u again.....u're one hell of a cousin....heh i'll miss you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Glad you like yur new nick...:P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;~~! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00405.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina, Malik n Harry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00406.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She luv teddies~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me luv duckies....dats my baby darlin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wade&lt;/span&gt; to-be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehe as if we never been to pools b4. :P This was taken at Mega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look ma, duck's feet! This was taken at d beach behind Everly hotel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00458.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As wat yur beautiful eyes can see~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00463.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look! It's sandy(her foot) and jessica(my foot)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na&lt;/span&gt;...bah jom ambik gamba ctok.  Ko ambik fries ya lok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt;: Bah jom..aku on ajak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Isyk sikkan main pegang jak....engkah fries ya lam hidung ka apa ka~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt;: Ok..cam tok ok sik? Lelah eh posing kedak tok.  Laju eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Aik baru jak 3 saat dah lelah...yalah kawu sik minum kacip fatimah tek....bah...one...two....eh jap ada msg tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waniiiiiii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha kkk bah bah one two....eight! *Ka-chick!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00472.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mom pat me on d shoulder when she saw this pic.! Hahaha adeh...mom im not gonna smoke lah~ I action jer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00480.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00486.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Retarders are we?~ (Tis was taken at Grand Palace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00498.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look! Its our foot again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00501.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00501.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00502.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00502.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00508.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00508.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pool was so tempting......sigh~ and all we cud do was juz taking pics of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/non.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/non.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ninaaa&lt;/span&gt; jari kawu~~! *Sakai*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/nini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/nini.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngegeh scene take 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/nun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/nun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngegeh scene take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113560620238021995?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113560620238021995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113560620238021995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113560620238021995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113560620238021995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/memories-shes-back-home-nowsob.html' title='~@Memories@~ She&apos;s back home now....sob...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113542036935907848</id><published>2005-12-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night to Remember...........or was it late mornin....:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/WANI7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/WANI7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything's gonna be juz fine gurl......keep your head up......life's still young for you, you idiot. Now get your ass out there and enjoy life juz everyone else.....you cant change back time. No one can. Juz remember one thing....it cud be a blessing in disguise. Yea ada hikmah disebalik everything that happened to you. Please smile like u always do. There you go....look how that smile changes everything, well now here's a cute lil duckie for my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry too much about the past alrite? I'll take care of you now...and I shall be there for you when u need me. All you have to do for me......is juz to think of me.....think of what I said. You're a lucky girl.....you know that? You just dont realise it do you? There there, take a rest now. I'll definately see you again. One day. Im sure. Till then....i'll be missing you. Cyah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;My soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Oh on the other side of my life....there's this song that got stuck in my head since two days ago. Hahaha i know its not a good song to sing along to but hehehe XD Oh n blame my brother for introducing me to this song. Kekekekeh~ naughty lil &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malik&lt;/span&gt;~ *hugs* ;)  Well that's it for today.  I'll try to update bout muh singapore trip soon.  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck Her Gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a song for the ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But fellas listen closely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't always have to fuck her hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In fact sometimes that's not right to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes you've got to make some love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And fuckin give her some smoochies too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes ya got to squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes you've got to say please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometime you've got to say hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna Fuck you softly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna screw you gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna hump you sweetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna ball you discreetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then you say hey I bought you flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then you say wait a minute sally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I got somethin in my teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could you get it out for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's fuckin teamwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats your favorite posish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's cool with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its not my favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'll do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats your favorite dish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im not gonna cook it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But ill order it from Zanzibar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then I'm gonna love you completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then I'll fucking bone you completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then I'm gonna fuck you hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tenacious D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113542036935907848?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113542036935907848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113542036935907848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/night-to-rememberor-was-it-late.html' title='A Night to Remember...........or was it late mornin....:P'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113418579064226548</id><published>2005-12-20T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...sorry hun for not being able to talk to you that long. Time didnt let me. Gee I wonder why you always caught me at the wrong time. Heh cudnt blame you...you wudnt know. And bleh, still sempat chatting lagi tuh. In the end, my mom had to eliminate most of my clothes coz takut over weight. Okay *clears throat* 1st day of holiday we went to kl. I wasnt as excited as i should be on that day because I was too tired from packing last minute. Serves me right. :( So we stayed in this hotel called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Royale Bintang&lt;/span&gt;. Sweet....jalan bintang is always a nice place to stay. Too bad no pics of the place coz i didnt get my digicam until the next day. All we did there was juz walking round the street...night life in kl is kinda scary for me. With all the suspicious looking ppl and all the ppl who offers us a massage along the street. I felt like going home at that moment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sob...i w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anna go back to miri.&lt;/span&gt; The day ended after we had a nice yummy chicken rice juz around the corner. Well i slept late that nite coz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sara&lt;/span&gt; wanted sumone to talk to. So nak tak nak, we both sms-ed till late morning. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah swell.  First thing in d morning we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plaza Low Yat&lt;/span&gt; to checkout some computer stuff. SoOooooOOooOO cheap sial! Hahaha n I thought that was the cheapest place to buy stuff like those. But i was wrong. We were lucky enough to be in KL juz nice for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PC Fair 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; which started from 1st december to 4th Decedmber at the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KL Convention C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. And omaigod!~!!!!! The stuffs there were so freakin cheap!!! Good quality webcams at only 20 plus, cheap mp3 players, friggin cheap pendrives.....gosh it felt like heaven!!! Well me got meself a handy dandy digicam and a mp3 player there. Gah....I didnt want to go home...wanna buy everything there. But ah not to worry, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PC Fair&lt;/span&gt; will soon come to a place near you. Yup its gonna be held in Miri sumwhere in April 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where i got my MP3 player...(its d 1st pic that i took wif me cam!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My moody bro...(coz he didnt get anything..kekekekeh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Nyak nyak nyak. Okay anyway here's the sweetest thing that happened to me on dat day. I get to meet my old buddy from highschool. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurul~!&lt;/span&gt;  Hehehe she sanggup turun alone to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt; juz to meet me and that was the first time she went there alone. *Terharu* So i decided to split wif muh family and went to KLCC to meet her. Gee it was fun. Well i was expecting her to look and act like a kl chick...u know, dress like them and talk like them n stuff....coz ppl can change due to the surroundings yknow.... but wahey! She's stll the same ol paranoid nurul that i know. Heheh n den she bellanja me this RM7 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange + carrot juice&lt;/span&gt; (the reason why its highlighted = yum yum) Fiuk! I if i knew that i'd be that expensive I wud have juz paid for it on my own. I wanted to treat her so badly but i left my wallet with my mom and the KL Convention centre is like so far from KLCC....its quite a distance....malas mau jalan back there again. But I felt so guilty after that. But like she sed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Skali skala...bukannya selalu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurul&lt;/span&gt; at KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenangan wif me n my specs....sob...why u have to leave me....tak sampai pun 4 bulan we together....what have i done wrong to you....no matter what....i will always love you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; We didnt hangout long coz she had to go to her college to finish up her project. Sigh. I miss hanging out wit her but huhuh no worries....she's coming back to miri. Heh heh yey can bring her to the cliff. =) So then i ended up alone browsing thru shops while waiting for me family to join me. I cant remember wot did we do and where did we go after that. *Think for a while* Argh cant remember. I didnt capture anyhing else on cam other than these few pics. Well...heh proceed to the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a msg from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;falique&lt;/span&gt; (my ex from high school) asking whether we're gonna meet or not. Darn i totally forgotten abt it. I was the one who wanted to meet him so badly in the first place and in the end he pulak yg had to ask me about it. It was my last day in kl before moving on to malacca and i was afraid that I didnt have have enough time to hangout with him plus he had to come to jalan bintang by LRT and he lives quite far away. I wudnt want him to waste his time n money to come all the way there juz to spend an hour or two with me and then leave. But anyway i told him to come and meet up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BB plaza&lt;/span&gt; aka&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sungai Wang&lt;/span&gt; if he wants to.... since im only allowed to hangout nearby our hotel (chewah, our hotel..:P). And again, i was touched. With only an hour an a half left before checking out, he decided to come and meet me, even it was juz for a lil while. Heh, good sweet ol chap. You never change at all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had our lunch at KFC. My treat of coz. Sayang eh cudnt treat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nurul&lt;/span&gt;...:( I can tell u that i was blushing my ass of the first 10 mins coz i never really get to spend time with him alone like this. It was my first time actually...being able to talk, joke and tease him. Without anyone else interupting. I really liked him a lot back in high school....but as usual....the feeling was juz a crush. :P Then we went out from the building and aduh, not long after my mom called suruh balik. So as a gentleman, he walked me back to my hotel (that is after getting lost around that area for abt 10 mins....he lah, he sed he knew where the hotel is...but ended up bringing me to the other side of the street...nyeh). I wanted to hug him....but was afraid that my mom will think of it as gf bf thing. Gee im gonna miss him..he's mite be going to france for further studies. That means i wont get to see him for a long long time. *Shrugs*...anyway heh my mom was already waiting at the hotel entrance telling me to hurry up because our ride is waiting for us. Huhuhhu so bah, the next thing i know, im already sitting in a car. Knowing that we will take 2 1/2 hours to reach to our next destination. N there I was smiling to myself...thinking of all the good memories i had the past two days. =) Goodbye KL! See you again next year!! Btw the date on d pics...its not correct...i forgot to set the date n time b4 taking it..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00022s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00022s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Falique&lt;/span&gt; at KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n him at BB park....sempat ambik gamba on d way back to the hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00024.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n my bro in d car...on d way to melaka....trying to hide my sorrowness of leaving kl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm then we reached malacca and went to my dad's fren's house. When my dad told me that we were going to his fren's house, I was so excited. Okay this is probably the weirdest thing ure gonna hear from me but i swear...i had this itty bitty wittle crush on my dad's fren. Wanna know wot his status is? :::&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 37:::Married &lt;/span&gt;to a gorgeous beautiful hearted wife (if i was a guy, i 'd  definately fall for her :P)::&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;has 3 sons&lt;/span&gt;:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha wanna know why? Cos he has d &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afdlin shauki&lt;/span&gt; look.  Yup i do fancy mr &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afdlin&lt;/span&gt;. He's my fat cute sexy idol. I admire his fatness, his cuteness, his sexyness, his sense of humor...long live afdlin~~! And my dad's fren...omg...i cudnt believe myself when i actually stared at him almost the whole time we were at his place. What was I doing?! He has a wife for goodness sake and heh when my dad sed that we'll be meeting up with him the next day for dinner....i was like so happy. Hahah stupid of me. N so after his place we went to town for shopping before goin back to the hotel. Oh we were staying in this hotel called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Equitorial Hotel&lt;/span&gt;. This hotel is good coz it has a hose in da toilet. Hahaha yah the bathroom will be the first place that ill check b4 checking out d rest of d room. The previous hotel didnt have a hose but the shower can be used as a hose coz its not fully connected to the wall. Yknow wot i mean? Then well everyone hit the sack after that except for me....I had to layan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara &lt;/span&gt;again coz he cudnt sleep. Heh nice feeling tho....he came to me when he had other ppl to disturb. =) Hope he gets sum penang ducks for me. I told him to. Nyak nyak nyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a bit late. The bed was ultimately comfortable....but heh this isnt why we went on vacation for rite? :P So we went to raya at sum of my dad's frens' place. Then went to my aunt's place all d way to.......o_O! I forgot the name of d place! How can this be?? I always visit there whenever i drop by malacca!! Aiyok...well anyway.....dapat duit raya!! Yey yey! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dad's fren's place..as u can see...my dad is pointing at him asking my bro to salam him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At my aunt's place....dad doing his thing.  Making a havoc as usual....:P&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dats my auntie there...beside me mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahaha so cute~! I cant resist posting up his pic.  Oh this is my aunt's husband btw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bird that never flew away from its owner...hehehehehe it sounds dirty....i like....(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that off to this bus station place, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melaka Central&lt;/span&gt;, to get our tickets to johore the next day. I was like all excited coz it has been ages since ive been on a bus. Heh heh. Had our lunch there. Man i miss eating at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Marrybrown and A&amp;W.&lt;/span&gt; Those two were like my fav fast food place b4. =) Oh n the unexpected thing happened. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tompoq,&lt;/span&gt; among all ppl, called me juz to say that he misses me n my voice. Wah, that has never happened b4. He never actually called me for no reason! But he called me during lunch...and that's like a wrong time to call me so I had to make the convo short....cian him. Heh. Um then the worst thing happened. After we got our tickets, we went to the giant supermarket juz opposite the bus station. There, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOST MY GOD DAMN SPECS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! While i was happily playing around with my bro, I suddenly felt like there's sumthing missing around my neck n gasp!!! My darling brand new red-bloody specs! It must have dropped when i was being pushed around there. NoooO~~ the horror!! This is like my 9th specs so far??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after i told my parents that i lost it, my mom went furious. She then told me and my bro to go search for it around. How on earth am I suppose to go look for it when i cant see a damn thing. I looked up at my dad. He smiled at me. He even offered me sum kuih bahulu to calm me down. I went like huh? I was expecting him to shout at me....but...instead....he offered me a kuih? Dad, i just lost a 280 ringgit-specs....how can u still joke around? My mom pulak yg marah2...she was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; how can u lose it?? Bukan nya murah spec tu! Where did u put you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r eyes? &lt;/span&gt;Eyerr...u dont know where my eyes are ah? Heh macam la i sengaja want to lose it. Sigh...as expected, we cudnt find it. I guess it was kinda my fault for not wearing it the whole time.....sorry mom....sorry dad. So then all of us went back to the hotel. When i asked my dad how was i suppose to survive without a spec later at singpore, he went, "It's okay, we'll juz try to find a new one at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahkota&lt;/span&gt;(a mall) later." Huwaaa.....ure d coolest dad ever~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC000552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC000552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See how romantic they are......sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; So then we went to have dinner with "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mr.afdlin shauki&lt;/span&gt;" n family. I took quite a number of pics of him. Geee giler giler giler~~! *shakes head* This is what will happen if u look like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afdlin&lt;/span&gt;. :P Hahaha! Gila la me. &gt;_&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kodokz&lt;/span&gt; called too. Uh-huh. Wrong time too. Dinner time. Heh why is everyone keep calling me at the wrong time? Yeh as u can guess, i had to make the convo short coz my dad dont like me talking on d fone while eating. Sigh~ oh n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azie &lt;/span&gt;msged me after he put down the fone. Quite a suprise actually~! Heheh happy la~~~having all this ppl thinking of you n stuff....hehehe. So um...after that we all went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahkota Parade.&lt;/span&gt; There, I got meself a sling bag instead. Heh coz the specs there were all so expensive. Fuiyoooh~! Then pusing punya pusing. We decided to go back to the hotel. When i was juz about to sleep...suddenly my fone vibrates....eh? A msg from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Havi&lt;/span&gt;? Wui? Awww he misses me as well. Heh he's quite a flirter mind you....:P So then we msged each other till like 5am!! Heh yeah that's prob the reason why i was a bit unhealthy the next day...:P I think i slept around 6 or sumthin? Heh i even told him to get me a duck from kl since he was still in kl....me tak sempat bah beli ducks there.....huhuhu ducks rulez eh?^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dad's fren's wife.....hahaha nah nah....juz sum cat who wont stop bothering me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Otak2 and a few other stuff that i cudnt eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Afdlin Shauki&lt;/span&gt;" Hehehehehehe...&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 am. My back was aching. My head was spinning. I needed more sleep. Huhuhu. Was feeling a bit moody at first but was lighten up by two msges. One was from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tompoq&lt;/span&gt; and one from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sara.&lt;/span&gt; Both askin whether i was still asleep. Gosh...it feels so good to know that are ppl who thinks about you when ure feeling down. Life is not so bad when there are ppl who cares about u...well beside our own family of coz. Hee. So it kinda gives me the spirit to continue on living. Heh heh. I wonder wots next for me...:D So right after breakfast, we went to d bus station. Oooh yay! Bus! Bus! Hehehe it took us about 3 hours or so to JB. Hmm...then once we arrived at the bus station at larkin, we straight away took a taxi to our next hotel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eden Garden&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. Our fav hotel in JB. Hehehe. Then without any rest, after checkin in, we went back to the bus station n took a bus to spore. U have no idea how excited I was to be able to use the bus again. Like org jakun eh~ hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00082d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00082d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me kacau-ing my bro while he was cleanin his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Then we arrived at spore after passing two imigration stops. Eee syuk eh~! Coz we normally pakai kreta bah to singapore. Heh. There, we went to two houses. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt Bibi n aunt faridah's&lt;/span&gt; house. Both situated at Hougang. Had dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bibi's. &lt;/span&gt;Heh then walked all the way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faridah&lt;/span&gt;'s coz their houses arent that far apart. Um, met my cuz, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fazlina~&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Faz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Hehehe...we talked bout skool n stuff. Catch up wif ol times. N fuh~ an unexpected thing happened. My dad was scolded by my other aunt. My dad's eldest sister. Juz becoz he didnt call her to tell her that we were in spore. Wah! First time witnessing such thing. It was a tensed situation. My mom had to tell me not to look at them several times but i juz cudnt resist looking! My dad did call her when we got here but she wasnt home. N heh she didnt believe that he did. So in the end my dad had to apologize coz she was getting too loud already. Aiyoo~~! Right after that she gave me duit raya. Heh okay......:P Then went back to JB pakai bus. It was already 1am when we get to the bus station. Luckily my dad's fren, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razak,&lt;/span&gt; picked us up. Well then he lent his car to us to use around JB tomorrow. Heehehe so we went back to the hotel n shit!!! (Uhh no i didnt go to the hotel n shit..:P) No hose!!!! I forgot that this hotel has no hose!!! Ugh....bad hotel. Hmph....heh i switched off my fone this time. I seriously need to sleep peacefully that nite. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bibi's &lt;/span&gt;crib~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angsana&lt;/span&gt; (a shoppin mall) to look for me specs. Found a shop. My dad's relative's shop. But none of the specs are similiar to the one that i had. Huhuhu sedih~ So we bought one anyway....which is the one im using now. No other choices ma. It was urgent anyway. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malik&lt;/span&gt; posing infront of our ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The inside view of the hotel that we stayed in...heh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ then we rushed to the bus station again. Ahakz we're goin to spore again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weh look at d traffic...we were stuck in traffic for more than an hour...but anyway it was fun...coz we got the front seat...n i can see everythin the bus driver sees....wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me in d bus wif me bro on d way to singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/PIC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/PIC00124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jakun bah me....never see heavy traffic from a bus b4...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we went to Sim Lim Tower n Plaza...hmm....yea so bought sum stuff there. Then we had dinner at Tekka. Then guess what, we had to wait for more than 1 n a half hrs for a taxi ride. Damn this singaporean taxi drivers. Most of them dun wan to bring us to woodlands coz its so far. What the hell?! We're paying u guys goddammit! N sum of em didnt want to stop. My dad almost gave up on goin to our last destination, my unc's house. Where&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; rozi&lt;/span&gt; lives. So while we were walking back to the bus station at Queen Street, my dad was like, "Okay i'll juz give it one more shot. If this next taxi wont stop then that's it. We're going back to JB!" I swear i had already given up hope that we'll make it there but then.....a taxi came by.......my dad then raised his hand for the very last time....and...it...stopped! My dad asked, "Woodlands?" All of us looked at him n waited for his reaction with a very kesian face. The taxi driver answered, "Boleh boleh. Masuk masuk." Wah! God bless this fella! Finally!!! So....woopie do! So then my dad had a few talk with my unc...coz i'll be staying there the next day. Heh it was fun seeing ogy (my cuz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rozi&lt;/span&gt;) again. Hee juz like ol times. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we rushed back to the bus station and fuh~ luckily we managed to get the last bus. Kekekeh~! Then um, took a taxi back to the hotel. Ngeh was so tired. So terus tdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next entry will be all about da singapore trip.  Fuh.  That's it for today.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113418579064226548?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113418579064226548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113418579064226548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113418579064226548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113418579064226548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-part-i.html' title='Holiday Part I'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113403733623486594</id><published>2005-12-09T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz pics for today..~Lovely Sarawak~</title><content type='html'>Here i am posting pictures from my cuz's computer.  Nothing much to do....cant blog about my trip yet coz i dun have d cable for my camera.  Heh aite then....tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My unc, my aunt, my mom n me.  (2 yrs ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taman awam miri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At d tower. Nice kan d view from down here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D tree at my back yard..hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D fake dead moose on d wall at my backyard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My kampung at niah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Views from above Sarawak land...caught by my cuzin.  Can see d sungai kinabatangan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0034.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0034.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCF0022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCF0022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113403733623486594?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113403733623486594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113403733623486594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113403733623486594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113403733623486594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/12/juz-pics-for-todaylovely-sarawak_08.html' title='Juz pics for today..~Lovely Sarawak~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113161322375217247</id><published>2005-12-01T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longhouse Visit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRESENTING TO YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0324.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0324.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALAN&lt;/span&gt;'S FEET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha...lol. Eheh...hi. Yah fuh~! I'll juz start telling about it now. Um we had a trip to a Longhouse at Sg Entulang on the 29.10.2005. We, consists of myself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim, azie and jimmy.&lt;/span&gt; Well not only us la, but there are a other students who went too but they all using buses.....we on the other hand...use our own transport. Well I had to wake up soooo early in the morning juz to make sure the other 3 ekor dah bangun but...fulamak....when i called them all up....semua masih tdo...heh me so bersemangat to go...biasalah. So picked up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; first, then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; azie&lt;/span&gt;, then went to campus to check out d bus and hangout there kejap.  After that went to pick up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jmie,&lt;/span&gt; then off to d longhouse~!  Well we followed the buses from behind of coz.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...then um...then we sampai lah. We got our CV clothes there. So were required to change into them b4 we get to d longhouse. Oh n when we got there....um they kinda serve everyone tuak (rice wine). Got alcohol in it ma....and everyone had to drink but i dont want to! Heh my respect 4&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; azie&lt;/span&gt; man...she got a reason not to drink (she was fastin b4 but she pecah oledi..kekekekeh) but she drank it anyway...i wasnt fasting on that day.....and i seriously do not want to drink. So at the main door...i tried to slip thru the fella who guard that door coz he wanna make sure everyone had a taste of tuak. Unfortunately he caught me n he handed me the glass. I panicked...so i told him that i was fasting on that day. Didnt mean to not respect the culture...but he has to respect mine too. So i managed to escape from drinking...eventho i had to lie. When i looked back...i saw both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim n azie&lt;/span&gt; struggling to drink again and again. Dunno how many glasses of tuak that they had. Lol. Hahaha anyway...see the pics for more details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3495.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying out d oil painting effect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/64121053_968e86665c_o.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/64121053_968e86665c_o.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Group photo....so small!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heeky boo....uhh if im not mistaken...the hand belongs to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;iggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0030.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim's&lt;/span&gt; house....kakakakah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3444.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At campus waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roger&lt;/span&gt;....kukukukuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;jmie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; house...kekekekeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3466.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with her bubbly face....n me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3463.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deb, Az n Me&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lelong2 90 cents for each...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daryll&lt;/span&gt;...^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally we're here!!&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The view of d longhouse from my car...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vj&lt;/span&gt;, u look sick man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The entrance to d longhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Studentz q-ing to enter...once i wuz told that each of us had to take at least a glass of tuak before u enter, i began to think of a lot of excuses to why i must be excused from drinking...ngeee~&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huhu look at the tuaks that the they're holding....is this the welcome ceremony? I cudnt see from where i was standing...this pic was taken by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hese are the students who waited for our arrival...and golly it felt so awkward at that point to have them staring at me while i walked pass by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huhuhu panjangnyeeee but cool eh...never been into such place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If u noticed the lil boy in the pic above this pic then well...he didnt move a bit...even after i took d pic..heh heh good boy~ such a nolstagic pic this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darn how i wish i cud pay attention to what they were doin that time....now i dunno wot to say about the pic...sob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at how long the long house is....fuiyooo~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0087.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0087.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A chicken ceremony....not sure for what tho...but the pakcik was prob chanting or sumthin....prolly for good luck...and he was carrying d chicken up n down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh at that point i even tot of how cool wud it be if the chicken laid an egg on d spot....&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0091.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0091.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jakun ppl...kekekekeh~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0092.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor chicken....this is when its about to get slaughtered. Well not actually slaughtered la...juz cut the neck a bit...juz to take a few drops of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isyk! U lah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alan&lt;/span&gt;...who ask u to move yur head.  You see...only can see my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 Retired Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for ppl who were also waiting for ppl. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eheh so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i cant remember when we had lunch...was it after we visit the school or b4? But anyway....yah we had lunch. N d food was yummy yummy yummy!! Escpecially the fish...*drools* It was sooo delicious. So heh well&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; zie&lt;/span&gt;, remember this? *Dup!* *Pooot* Hahahahah!! Gosh i laughed my guts out coz of that gurl. Sampai ternangis2.....hahaha! Infact im laughing about it now. Hahahhaa! Adoi....funny la u. Non-stop ketawa lagi tu. Kekekekeke! Oh and when&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alan&lt;/span&gt; found out that all of us werent gonna stay overnite he oso want to go home. And ever since then, he kept asking me what time will we go. Isyk this guy...belum lagi apa2.....ahaha so after that we um...go to to the school. I think we went there after lunch. Um okaylah here are more pics to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entrance to d school...is it? &lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this pic. Hehe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;roger&lt;/span&gt;~ smile~~!&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The school&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ancient ppl punya markings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0114.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0114.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abel &lt;/span&gt;suddenly muncul out from no where!!  Wanted to take a pic of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt; actually... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hee...prisoners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN3503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kodokz n Duckie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; posing at 1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look ma....bended legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jmie&lt;/span&gt; showing us where he gets his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after lunch we were divided into diff groups of task. I volunteer myself to be with the mural painting gang coz lazy to go far far...so yeah it was alrite i guess....contributed a lil in d beginning ...but only towards d end then i started to have interest to make it better....but haduh...it was so hot....and i was so thirsty...everyone needed water that time. Not only to drink but also to wash our hands....coz u know...mesti kena the paint punya. Especially me. I find it so hard to do things tidily. Sigh~ well here are sum pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0135.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0135.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is how it looks like b4 we ruined it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uhh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; that's not my car....prob dats why u can start it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See tat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt; up there....sempat lagi senyum at d camera and um..these were the earlybirds who helped with da mural first....then after that they all dissapeared...nyeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm....wonder what was i looking at? But anyway..peace bebeh! Beside me is um one of d cikgu there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0164.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0164.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alalalalala...malu2 pulak dia...gigit kang baru tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh there he goes again smiling at d camera....hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt; n maself....i look so bulat...@_@"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awwwww.....i hampir want to tickle him...juz to disturb him...tapi takut kena marah pulak in the end....eheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cak! Hehehe so cute~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walaueh...comfortable ka lying on that small bottle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is where they practised dancing for d event later that nite....and fuhh its amazing how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vj&lt;/span&gt; can still snore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahahaha looks like sumbody is having a hard time to fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~I love you, you love me, we are a happy family, with a big great hug a kiss from me to you, wont u say u love me too~ wif ref to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farting competition.....last one to stay wins! *Proooot!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0245.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'s filthy hand...kakakaka! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww look at all those tired face...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's da thing. I dunno wot kind of caption shud i make for these 3 pics below. Hehehe is he........? Lol god knows. Initially i did da captions but it sounded so....obscene...kakakaka if u guys think ure creative enuff....go ahead...kekekeke...no offense &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iqbal&lt;/span&gt;, but i juz cant help posting it up! Hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0247.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0257.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0263.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iqbal &lt;/span&gt;found a new victim..its upto you guys to imagine what kind of victim she is. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahaha i like this shot.  See how big his head is...its d size of my whole body!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iqbal&lt;/span&gt; n baby...wait no its d other way round...baby n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iqbal&lt;/span&gt;..heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww...dua2 looks so cute~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0272.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pity this kid...heh heh so bertanggung-jawab one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice shot taken by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alan&lt;/span&gt;. See his foot there? Kekeke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tot i cud pour it nice and smoothly but nooo as being born clumsy...i have to at least spill sumthin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0290.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Argh got caught red handed! Okay so i spilt sum paint on d floor....sue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here on this lid we have a mixture of saliva, kim's homemade vomit and egg yolk. Care to have some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0307.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Wani Da Vinci~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fuh~ i was so exhausted and thirsty and feeling dirty....(6) &lt;---lol Ma bootiful jeans...huhuhu kena paint....:( Yah so anyway we didnt manage to finish the mural painting coz i dunno...everyone was feelin too tired already? Well dum di dum~ after that we all went back to d longhouse. For what ah? Or to take showers and clean ourselves up. And heh took a few pics there... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0321.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0321.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dunno wot this is but i likeeee it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside one of d longhouses...not bad eh...all the 'houses' in d longhouse that i visited are all nice nice ones...i was like fuiyooooooo~! Never tot it cud be soo....wow-ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0331.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me n iggy-bal &lt;/span&gt;(Heh me with da same freakin pose....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Azie&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zie&lt;/span&gt; u look so sweeeet!! Nice smile u have there~ terpikat aku *wink*) , me n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jmie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( And me with d same freakin smile....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then the final event was...uhh the dinner i think...yah..i can still remember d yummy fruit salad that i clumsily spilt on my jeans. Cant remember wot else i ate that time. Oh wait....hahaha there was this one scene where ppl were laughing about in the kitchen area....and i was like so curious so i asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiang &lt;/span&gt;wot was it all about....but instead of telling me wots going on, he asked me whether i like fish....so i sed yah then he brought me to d scene and ack! It turned out that they were asking students to taste this rice thingy made by the iban ladies. I wasnt told what was in it and all i can see is lil brown stuff mixed with rice. But from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiang's&lt;/span&gt; question juz now...i figured that it cud be sum kind of fish. Initially i didnt want to try....but abel was like telling me that i cud be the representitive for the malays in curtin....so hehehhe what's the worse that cud happen rite? Everyone was looking at me n was waiting for my response...so what the hell...i took a spoonful of that ricey-fishy thing. And hahahaha it wasnt bad...but it was soooooo masin!!!! My throat was sooo dry so i had to drink the whole bottle of water. I was so thirsty all of a sudden. Heh heh well...guess that's wot i get for being curious. :P But i wonder whether they put any alcohol in it or not. The thought still haunts me tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh after that my bladder kenot tahan due to banyak minum air...mau kencing saja bah...(infact i feel like peeing rite now) but that time i had tahan-ed...coz well...that toilet there no water....umm...actually im very fussy when it comes to peeing in a toilet. Mesti ada hose one. If dun have ah...i sanggup menahan....but kalau sudah emergency of coz la no choice. But that day it wasnt an emergency one so i decided to forget bout peeing in d longhse. So after saying our goodbyes to everyone.....we left the d place. Fuiyoo this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;....memang he cudnt wait to go home. He was already waiting in d car for us...so that means...yah he was d driver for d nite. ^_^ On the way out...i cudnt stop thinking bout how nice it is to stay for a while to see ppl getting drunk n all. Kekekeke~! But i was afraid to stay anyway...scared that they'll force me to drink tuak. Huhuhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN3576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCN3576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At d back seat on the way back in the car....kekeke had fun lah...^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So then after that we all went to chill at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jmie's&lt;/span&gt; house for a while (coz i seriously had to pee!).  Wad did we do there ah?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt; kacau-ed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jmie's&lt;/span&gt; comp...while the rest of us played UNO for a while. Lepak for abt 30 mins or so? Cant remember but we were all so tired....I rasa macam dun wan to go back pulak...i wanna sleep terus on tha couch...sob....but in d end semua go home lah. Gee i didnt know dat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt; stayed on d other side of senadin....:P I cant remember wot time I got back home tho but me mom didnt say anythin so....once again...:D Btw here are some pics from his place....taken by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alan. &lt;/span&gt; And so well this is it.....finally!!!! So take care guys and have a happy merry holiday! Oh darn i still have to update d hari raya one...nyeh...anyway tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Da living room~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jmie's&lt;/span&gt; computer~ Tsk tsk tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0338.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His bed~ Ahah is that a teddy bear hiding behind yur cabinet? Kekeke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0342.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; took this aahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tired-looking camera gurl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jmie- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; calling for help because he cudnt stop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; from taking pics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0349.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/IMAG0349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yah!! Hahaha check this out...this is d ori pic of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/Alan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/Alan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And walah!! A totally new person!...with a weird nose...but d living room looks cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0355.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0355.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Az&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....(sweet ass) kakakaka! Boh marah zie...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alan, me n Az&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me n Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...heh if im not mistaken i barely move away from that spot...lazy ol me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0363.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not forgeting...DEAD CICAK!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;'s good fren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jmie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fault for not feeding it....but kan it dissapeared to hu-knows-where  after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; threw it towards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....kesian...dahlah sudah mati....kena abuse lagi tuh...wad to do kan...inilah dia nasib seekor cicak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113161322375217247?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113161322375217247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113161322375217247' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113161322375217247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113161322375217247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/11/longhouse-visit.html' title='Longhouse Visit.'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113161740131681076</id><published>2005-11-12T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King's, Phila's And Augustus's Party = the KPA party!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah...forgot to like blog bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;king's&lt;/span&gt; party. Well its basically a woo-hoo-school-sudah-habis kinda party. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingsley&lt;/span&gt; invited me to dat party so well initially i didnt want to go but i kinda feel bad for not going so i brought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azie &lt;/span&gt;along to accompany me. The actual thing starts after 10....but we went there like around 8 plus like dat. Heh coz well i had a movie to catch after that. So i first picked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wayne n terence&lt;/span&gt; up from cv to lutong villa. So when we got to their floor i was like hoping that they wont be anyone else yet. True enuf....only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enock, phila, auggie n kingsley&lt;/span&gt; was there....and they're not even dressed up! Heh so me n &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azie&lt;/span&gt; juz spent our time chatting, talking n gossiping around....kekekekeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing much happened there anyway besides more n more people joining in. :P Oh n about 10.40 like that i dragged &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azie&lt;/span&gt; along to teman me to pick up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ovie n Kaycee &lt;/span&gt;all d way from golden villa at senadin. After sending &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azie &lt;/span&gt;home....three of us went up to join the rest of the gang n walaueh a lot of ppl there already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figo&lt;/span&gt; was there, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;linda&lt;/span&gt; was there...so as a few chicks that i tak kenal. Heh but i had to leave early coz i had to catch my 11.15 movie with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tompoq&lt;/span&gt;. What did we watch ah....oh ya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zorro 2&lt;/span&gt;. We were late for the movie tho coz i had to pick him up from campus n i had to send him back to cv so that he cud take a quick bath. Then we had like 10 mins b4 the show...i had to call the ppl at cineplex to wait for us....coz they will b closing down soon. But one thing ah...i was soo amazed at how fast &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tompoq&lt;/span&gt; can drive. Fuiyoo...zoom here n zooom there.....n thanks to him...we were only 5 mins late. Heh heh. Well all i can say bout the movie is that its a nice, funny movie. Enjoyable la. Heh...i dont mind watching it again. I'll give it a 3 over 5 stars. So um...heh the whole time i was so worried bout my mom. She kept asking me to go home n i kept telling her that im still at the party and that ill be back b4 1. I was hoping that the movie will end b4 1....but it ended up after 1....ngeee...plus my mom sent a lot of msges asking to go home...all in capital letters and with lotsa exclaimation mark. Eyeerr susah hati lah. But anyway went home safely and the next day my mom okay oledi. :D Bah this is all i hv to say bout dat day. Wait for d longhse visit entry ya? Tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0008.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The gurl in misery~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlie Devils....nyak nyak nyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stanley n Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n Phila....betta take a pic wif him b4 he gets drunk :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie as pointed by Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Auggie~! Cheeky-boo I see you~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tough competition between V n Auggi&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys chillin at LV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie, Terence and Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me, Terence and Wayne...gee im so short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me, Azie and Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wayne n meself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Tompoq was speeding....me sempat ambik gambar...kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113161740131681076?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113161740131681076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113161740131681076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113161740131681076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113161740131681076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/11/kings-philas-and-augustuss-party-kpa.html' title='King&apos;s, Phila&apos;s And Augustus&apos;s Party = the KPA party!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113156375584651346</id><published>2005-11-11T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom prom prom~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCI0508.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0508.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~~Lil vain me~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah my turn. I know im late.....sorry lo....hahhaa i started this entry since last month actually but heh....i decided to finish it today...finally! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim &lt;/span&gt;has done hers, so as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiang, roger and azie.&lt;/span&gt; Nyeh. Not fair. Heh heh....oh well here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started early in the morning where i had to drive my cuz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rozi&lt;/span&gt; to CV for her shooting/production. Had to pick up the rest of the crews and casts too. Then headed straight to the shooting location. She made me bring her lil video cam to tape the behind-the-scenes thing. Spent a few hourse there.....looking at them jumping up n down....laughing around n heh n get to know who's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peter&lt;/span&gt;. I was fasting and hoo boy....i didnt feel like staying any longer. Was feeling a bit moody tho.....coz i cudnt contact the studio that we were suppose to do our make up n hair to tell that we will be late. Then i cudnt remember wot happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em...then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim &lt;/span&gt;picked me up to go to that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simon's Hair design&lt;/span&gt; place. Was abit excited coz i never get my hair done nor have sumone putting on make up on my face. But it didnt turn as how i expected. Wanted to get it really curly and all. It kinda looks like my odinary hair. Not much difference. Even my make-up didnt stay long. My make-up was ruin after i had my dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim's&lt;/span&gt; house. I barely had a lipstick on after that. More details abt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;'s place in &lt;a href="http://guiltysecrets.blogspot.com/2005/10/curtin-grand-ball-2005.html"&gt;kim's&lt;/a&gt; blog. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't late to the prom (at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mariott&lt;/span&gt; hotel) although we thought that we were gonna be. While q-ing up...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark &lt;/span&gt;was like so cute when he kept trying to fix the corsage on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;'s wrist. Hahaha n while doing that he had to walk backwards down the stairs. At the entrance i was suprised by peter who suddenly came out from no where....tapped me on my shoulders n telling me that im late. I was like excuse me....u're the one who's q-ing behind me n ure telling me that im late? Heh he thought that i cudnt remember him. How cud I with his hairstyle n all. Funky bebeh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh den. Um...after registering muh name....i was directed to my table. It turned out that i was the only one sitting at that table coz the rest of them havent arrived yet. Aieeee shiiiit!! Hahhahaa everyone else who was at the other table semua looked at me. I wanted to find sumone to sit wif me while waiting for the rest to arrive. At that moment &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tompoq &lt;/span&gt;messaged me asking for my table number coz he wanted to see me. Honestly i dun feel like seeing him that nite so i told him dat i decided not to come last minute. I was hoping that i didnt bump into him that nite. Sigh i didnt know wot to do there alone......and there were people from other tables who came over to me asking whether I want to join them or not coz u know...they kinda pity me for sitting at the table all alone. N i had to keep saying that my frens will be here in a while. Which they didnt coz when the food was served....the table was still occupied by me alone. Still there were people looking at me while i served myself. Either they were jealous for the fact that i had the main course buffet all for myself or....they juz pity me for eating all alone. Heh well when im almost done wif my meal.....then the rest of them arrived. I was so relieved. I mean this is like my first prom.....n i dun wan to spend that first time all alone at the table. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well umm....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reema, rachel, jonathan, karie, arif, lis, fred, pauline and eugene &lt;/span&gt;were the people who sat at the table. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reema&lt;/span&gt; was like all where's your make up n stuff. Hahaha yea my make up was gone. Even my eye-shadow....Oh oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karie&lt;/span&gt; was nominated as one of the prom queen. Heee! Well there were performances and all....all said in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim's&lt;/span&gt; blog. I like the desserts tho. I loved honey dew so much that i went for them again and again and again. Yum yum. Went back to da table wif two plates of honey dew. SLURP! While i was enjoying my honey dew....yea MY honey dew...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.tompoq&lt;/span&gt; msged me again saying that i lied and asked again for my table number. Darn. Gave it to him anyway. Wudnt want him to keep asking ma. Then few mins later he came by....with a flower in his hand and then he gave it to me. I didnt know how to react to that coz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reema&lt;/span&gt; was like looking at me n him. I cudnt even looked at his face. He then asked if he cud take a pic wif me using my camera later coz his camera rosak or sumthin. I felt so awkward at that point .....i dun wan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reema&lt;/span&gt; to think differently....so i juz agreed to whatever he sed. I dun wan to be rude to him or anythin but i juz hate gossips bout me. Oh oh...also had a picture taken wif &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; at the lobby there. I have it now wif me but scanner rosak ma...plus i havent developed it yet. Hehehe lazy ol me. Here are a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The food...taken at kim's table...kekekekeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/100_3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/100_3849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n Reema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/100_3812.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/100_3812.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karie, Me, Reema, Lis and Rachel&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.hee we all looking at d other camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karie, Me and Reema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reema, Me n Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCI0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karie, Me n Reema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim kimmy kim kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating was the prom queen n king session. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karie&lt;/span&gt; was out from the top 3 list. Too bad. She really looked pretty dat nite. It turned out that the prom queen was sum chinese gal n the prom king was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daryll!&lt;/span&gt; Heh heh. Then dancing time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jimmy (kodokz) &lt;/span&gt;went ovah to my table and i remembered him asking me for a dance not long ago.....so i figured that's prob the reason why he's there...so off we went to dance floor. It was like my first time dancing in public and i had no idea how to really u know dance but i did it anyway. I wudnt mind slow-dancing but dancing to upbeat songs.....it was kinda awkward at first but then wot the hell i juz dance sajalah! Hahah lucky thing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enock&lt;/span&gt; they all not there to see me dancing. Suprisingly they didnt attend this year's prom. Dunno why. Heh but the thing is...they didnt know that im going to the prom. Only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enock&lt;/span&gt; knows. If if they go anyway surely they'll tease me like hell. N &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiang &lt;/span&gt;was rite. They shud have played slow songs since its a prom....and not sum club shit. This is a grand ball for goodness sake....plus the clothes we had on are not suitable for fast musics. But i danced anyway. :P Wad to do....lol. Had fun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, azie (after kena ajak by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kodokz&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, jimmy, nadia &lt;/span&gt;n the rest all dancing at d dance floor.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt; was there too but she didnt dance coz she umm....what was she doing ah? Take random pictures?...or prob went sumwhere wif &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;.  Kekekeke...YMCA!!! Lol....heh heh it was all fun fun fun but as u can see there's no pic of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jimmy&lt;/span&gt; coz i wasnt holding the camera at the dance floor n when its my turn to hold the camera...he's no where to be found...heh cian &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kodokz&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim, Azie n Me at d dancefloor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a few songs...ppl started to leave the dance floor. I headed off looking for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; was no where to be found. Plus i didnt know who had my stuff coz i left them at the table and no one told me who took it. My hp was in da bag too~! I cudnt make any calls~! Lucky &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiang&lt;/span&gt; was there to help me tho. Puh~ make me panic saja...Oh oh got flowers from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;havi&lt;/span&gt; too....free giveaway...kekekek...well then found&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kim&lt;/span&gt; after tat took a few pictures here n there...as u can see.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n Izzah. Lol i juz grabbed her out from no where juz to take a pic wif her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iqbal n me....n uhh izzah at the background..heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me n Tompoq....I didnt notice that the colour of our clothes matches until he told me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Roger and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Tiang and me...gosh i look so indian-ish..heh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim n me....gosh...that doesnt look like my hand does it....but actually it is...it looks weird...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well umm...then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me, myself, kim, mark n tiang &lt;/span&gt;balik.....then ummm...hahah go home tdo lo....i seriously cant remember wot happened after that....oh guess my next entry will be about d longhse visit...&lt;br /&gt;Till then tatata~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/IMAG0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/IMAG0034.jpg" alt="" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you, come again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113156375584651346?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113156375584651346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113156375584651346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113156375584651346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113156375584651346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/11/prom-prom-prom.html' title='Prom prom prom~~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113067985608437415</id><published>2005-10-31T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin so empty...</title><content type='html'>He sed he wud call me...i wanna hear his voice again.....i wonder how is he doin...he told me that im making him paranoid n all...but now he's makin me feel paranoid....wot r u upto?? I wanna call him but the only number that i can call is his house number.  But the thing is....he's not at home.  He mite not even come back home.  Dunno where mite he be next.  I know there's always email n stuff but im not always in a mood to write an email.  Im not an internet type of person.  Im more of the fone type.  But if there is no other choice then i guess there's no other way huh?  If u cant call then juz tell me......i shud be able to understand.  When u sed that u'd call me soon.....i'd always have to make sure that i get good sleep b4 u call.  Coz heh u always call at the oddest tim man.  N i wanna make sure that i wont be too tired to talk to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told u that i can wait for u for another 4 yrs but now i dont think so....i cant.  Come back hun.  Please come back.  For a while oso can ma.  Juz feel like being next to u. Juz now i was watching a short video of me, u and sam in rozi's room.  I wish i cud juz warp into that timezone....and argh.  That's it.  I hate it when my tears are fighting their way to get out.  I gotta stop.  Im gonna write bout the prom now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun if ure reading this.  Please call me. Thank you.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113067985608437415?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113067985608437415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113067985608437415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113067985608437415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113067985608437415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/10/feelin-so-empty.html' title='Feelin so empty...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-113007239138165670</id><published>2005-10-24T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:52.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCHIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dudeee......im in pain. Hahaha..y'know why? My fingers got cut by the ceiling fan. Well it was my fault for putting my hands up high while i was standing on my bro's leg while he was sitting down. I tell u ah....the pain when it slits the skin of my fingers and when my bone kena the what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do you call that ah....the plat of the fan or sumthing...yeah anyway....it hurts. While i was groaning in pain...my bro laughed at me. GEE nasib my fingers tak putus!!! Now its juz swollen up....blue black. Heh heh. It will be fine by tomorrow hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.....haha my fingers looks weird. My hands were bloody shaking man~! It went numb for a moment there n i cant even hold anything with that hand. My right hand lagi tuh. So juz now i had no choice but to eat using my left hand. Huhuhu...heh the pic's a bit blurry yah....hahaha...yeah i know. My digicam's quality sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will post up an entry bout the prom soon. I need to rest now. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tatata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-113007239138165670?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/113007239138165670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=113007239138165670' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113007239138165670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/113007239138165670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/10/ouchies.html' title='OUCHIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112913171190365902</id><published>2005-10-13T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:51.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh....wot a day this is. Terrible day i must say. But i had fun. Weird yet true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out bad. Got 'lectured' for returning late home after watching a movie last nite. I mean c'mon mom. At least i was back home b4 12....i remembered you saying that it was okay for me to lepak outside but must be home b4 12 la. Lucky thing the movie was good. Oh the movie was "The Myth", a &lt;strong&gt;Jackie Chan&lt;/strong&gt; movie. Had a few laughs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and b4 dat...&lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; called like 7 or 8 in the mornin. Yea its always nice to hear his voive again...but heh i was sick as a rotten tomato and my voice was like hurting really bad. Imagine this....he called me when i was having a sore throat, lack of sleep plus an untouched assigment due today which i juz remembered about it later this morning and of course a presentation. Hahaha...wot a time to call me. Sigh unfortunately the conversation didnt even last for 10 mins coz line always putus ba. Wots wrong with the telecommunication ppl nowadays.....dengki ka.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yea then after settling all my mornin business....i headed straight to curtin for the presentation meeting. I was panicking like *toot*. I hate presentations. Seriously. I suck at it no matter wot. Im always nervous when doing it. So um well things were going pretty smoothly for the other of my team members (cept &lt;strong&gt;OJ&lt;/strong&gt; coz he's only available after 12). As for me, i cudnt stop thinking bout my lab assignment. I was like &lt;em&gt;Ngeee~~ I seriously have to do it now!!&lt;/em&gt; So after excusing myself from the meeting...i ran straight to one of the ME labs hoping that the comp that i used last week was available (coz i saved some examples on how to use maple in that comp). But aiks~~~got class...and i needed to know until wot time! So i decided to juz find any available comp in that building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wot i did was...i ran all around ME buliding to find that all the comps were being used. Then i ran to G3 and bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Phila.&lt;/strong&gt; Dunno why after seeing his face, i suddenly thought of the timetable on the notice board near the student services. Thanks man! Hahaha...so i ran to the notice board and what the fark?! Sumone took the wednesday's timetable away. Why?! WHY among all the dayz...why wednesday?! Why me?! Sob sob sob! Long story cut short....finally get to check the timetable with the help of &lt;strong&gt;Yasmin&lt;/strong&gt;! Mee Maggie! Found out that the room is only available only after 12.30. Ah darn. Anyway...continued the meeting at 12 sumthin at the discussion room -&gt; library upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to practiced our role play and ahah hilarious siot. Everytime when we practiced the role play definately they'll be sumone who will start laughing and then everyone will laugh along. I had to play as a gurlfren of a guy who sees sum otha gurl when we were having lunch together and then i got mad at him and well he then walked off with that other gurl. Well &lt;strong&gt;Victor&lt;/strong&gt; was supposedly to be my 'bf' but due to sum reason, &lt;strong&gt;OJ &lt;/strong&gt;decided to take his role. But the thing is i have been practicing with &lt;strong&gt;Victor&lt;/strong&gt; all this while then suddenly tukar orang last minute. N haih....this &lt;strong&gt;OJ&lt;/strong&gt; likes to laugh lah. Ahaha...everytime when he sees my face gettin all angry, he'll start to laugh.  And seeing him laugh makes me wanna laugh too.  Then i cannot concentrate on the play.  Me wonder wots so funny bout me getting angry...heh. So the role play practiced didnt went smoothly coz it always ended up with a laughter. And oh oh! &lt;strong&gt;OJ&lt;/strong&gt; broke my fav ring!!! Well there's this one part in the act where i took of my ring and throw it at him for looking that other gurl....and well out of a sudden he decided to slam my ring to the ground and ack! It broke into two pieces! Hahaha funny lah....lucky thing i had a spare ring. :P Yea I had fun laughing and all.  Heh heh swell.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then at 2.40pm all of us split and decided to meet up again at 3.30pm b4 the presentation at 4pm. I was getting all nervous and shit. Plus i still havent do the lab assignment. And and i had to send my cuz home! But heee....guess wot..i managed to submit it b4 3.30pm. How did i do it? By plagiarism, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt;. I had to! Otherwise I'd never be able to finish it. But heh another dreadful thing happened. All my que cards which has all the stuff i wanna talk about during the presentation, all flew away by the wind when I was on my way to the ME lab to do my assignment. Well okay...i had one left but i found out that the rest of em gone when i wanna look at them for a while. Walueh i was really panicking till the point where i cudnt remember my last name. I ran here and there, to and fro my car to search for them. I was confident bout doing the presentation with those handy notes on my hand...but without them....ARGHHH!! Haha &lt;strong&gt;Roger&lt;/strong&gt; was there at the lab to see my panicking face. I even forgot where i put my car keys! Oh boy! But heh....found the keys in the next room after that tho. Well lucky &lt;strong&gt;Tiang &lt;/strong&gt;helped me calmed down abit. He knows dat I was panicking....well it was very obvious from my behavior and face. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then presentation time. I can feel the blood rushing to my brains....i mean brain. Everyone was nervous. &lt;strong&gt;Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;'s hand were shaking....and ahah mine wasnt tho. I looked pretty calmed at first. I had a smile on my face. I know that im screwed. I was like oh shit oh shit...okay that's it. Im dead..she asked my how come i looked relaxed. Well i wish i cud tell her that at that point i feel like biting a hamburger. I mean i was so fiukin nervous. More nervous that she cud ever imagined. Well okay. So the play was alrite i guess. As for the presentation,&lt;strong&gt; tiang &lt;/strong&gt;did his part well, so as &lt;strong&gt;jenny, and victor and oj&lt;/strong&gt;. But me? Hah! I was the only one who showed my nervous-ness. I totally had a nervous system breakdown. Well at first i was like ok, i can do this. But once i looked up at the audience i felt like as if sumone has triggered the accelerator alarm button thingie in my head which forced me to talk fast and crap. I mean omg, i was babbling about god knows what. And i have no idea why i sed thank you in the middle of my presentation. I was like &lt;em&gt;so the ummm rate umm&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt;oh okay uhh nevermind, ok thank you eh no i mean....*laughs alone*&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha gila....dat really shows how nervous i am.....n dat was my first slide pulak tuh and i even paused for a while coz i was like totally blank. I forgot what to say and forgot what will come next. Plus the stuff that tiang edited b4 did not appear on my slides. So i really felt like running out from the room..i swear i wish i cud. I juz wanna hide my shame shame face. Hahaha..but heh towards the ending i was pretty calmed already coz i know that im almoz done!!....n well becoz of that i decided to spontaneously chose &lt;strong&gt;Alan&lt;/strong&gt; as my example for artifacts. Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih~ then tup tup tup....finish oledi..sigh...wot a day. Hahah....this entry is all about my presentation. My one and only one for this sem. I guess i need more traning on how to communicate effectively huh? Sigh...anyway i decided to fast again tomorrow after skipping for two days. Hee...wasnt feelin well bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite then need to get sum sleep b4 bangun for sahur. Tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112913171190365902?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112913171190365902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112913171190365902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112913171190365902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112913171190365902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/10/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112886967102438566</id><published>2005-10-10T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOO HOOO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yayyyyyyy!!!!!! LAKEVIEW UNITED WON THE FINAL!!!!!!!!! Gosh me so happy~! FINALLY!!! Today was a blast...4-1 against X-Con...or was it 5-1.....:P Hahhaa they were all so funny running to da middle of the field chanting those 'A. I .A Maximum Support' thing in circles....hahhaahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heh only one thing that im not happy with tho.....i kinda regret putting my hopes up too high on that The Legend of The Red Curse movie....i had far too many yawns and i cant say much bout this movie tho coz its like their first time n all and they should be forgiven n stuff but ahh...im juz not satisfied with the storyline...not convincing enuff......the hantus pun funny....only got one hantu in that movie dat i salute.....itupun she appeared for like only 3 secs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...takda mood lah mok blog....sleepy oledi. Tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112886967102438566?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112886967102438566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112886967102438566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112886967102438566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112886967102438566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/10/wooo-hooo.html' title='WOOO HOOO!!!!!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112851693188506461</id><published>2005-10-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts......</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a suprise....how one night can change your whole opinion of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of me nor would ever tell me your free time.....why r u doing it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're hinting.....i know......im juz waiting for you to tell me what you want from me.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to do everything? To ask you wot you're doin n tell you how i feel about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drove me to the beach on that nite....dat was sweet of you....but what was that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily sms-es, late nite sms-es.......juz to know where am I n wot am I doin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me wot your intention is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me if wot i did made you think that I want us to be more than juz frens....I didnt mean to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you have fallen for the charm of a gurl.....who's unavailable...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day....a new chapter of life.  Its not a poetry or anything....its juz a few thoughts dat I'd like to clear from my head.  I never seemed to learn my lesson. I keep telling ppl that i'd stop with my bad habit. But i find it hard to. Gosh imagine all the sins that ive done. I need a change.....i need to change. But how? I keep on asking why cant I stop doing things i know that is not good. Guess i need him to be here to make me stop doing all these.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month has started. Somehow i dont feel like enjoying it at all.....not without my dad around. Oh well...he's doing this for our sake anyway. No work-&gt; no money -&gt; no education -&gt; no nothing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fukin hard to please everyone.....no matter wot u do there's always sumone who will get hurt in the end...if its not them then it'll be me. I want my old life back.......sigh.....things are much better back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of staying in one place for so long. I need to get out from here. I need to get away from my family for juz one day. I need freeeedom~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Happy Bday &lt;strong&gt;Arina&lt;/strong&gt;~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *wink wink* Wish i cud celebrate it with you....hope you have a great life waiting for you out there....n many happy returns.....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god bless u all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112851693188506461?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112851693188506461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112851693188506461' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112851693188506461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112851693188506461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/10/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts......'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112792298644656295</id><published>2005-09-29T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:51.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up till Sunday ends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fuiyoooo....havent blog for so long. Ive been really relaxed these few days. Altho i have so many non-academic things to do.....but still i find myself curling up in bed more often than reading sumthing or do anythin else~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first thing first....since hari raya is almost near...i wanna clear a few things up first. Well i wanna sincerely apologized to &lt;strong&gt;liz n nic&lt;/strong&gt; n especially for &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt; for all the stuff i sed on my blog. I know i shudnt write it in anger....well wot &lt;strong&gt;mdm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;beena&lt;/strong&gt; sed today really made an impact to me n most of wot she sed was true. I do regret wot i did. I juz felt like being used u know.....but anyway....heh im sorry for listening to one side of the sorry n believe in it and im sorry for assuming things....i might be wrong at certain things....which im not aware of. N im so glad that we've managed to settle everything nicely. Hopefully this whole incident will not happen again and that it will be long forgotten. I take back all the things ive sed bout u ppl....may god bless you guys n thx &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt;....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....so um...oh yeah! Its &lt;strong&gt;tiang&lt;/strong&gt;'s bday today! Happy bday man...!! Hahahaha! I shud've told &lt;strong&gt;mdm beena&lt;/strong&gt; juz now...argh...why didnt i remember in class juz now!! Sayangnyeee....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feelin sad.......daddy has to leave again....n this time he'll be leaving to Cape Town.....in Africa. Then from there he'll be going to Australia......which means he'll only be back next next month. I juz hope that he will make it back b4 raya starts. Wud like to have him around for puasa for once. Ah....there u go....pure tears rolling down my cheek. Heh...lucky thing my cuz is asleep. Hee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very emosional lately. I can simply sob at anything that has to do with ppl whom are very close to me....and ill end up getting mosquitoes. Eh? Hahhahaa!!! I spontaneously typed that down when i saw a mozzie flew pass by me juz now. Hehehe well anyway i was suppose to say that ill end up getting flu n sore throat. Rite now im juz swallowing my mucus aka 'nose water' (as translated by my daddie...:P) Gross?...yea i know....but dont u guys do that when u sniff n try to hold yurself from crying? I dont swallow it from the outside mind you.....heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.....these are a few pics of stuffs sent by &lt;strong&gt;dommie&lt;/strong&gt;~~ i was like all OMG OMG OMG! Cant believe he actually sent sumthin to me all the way from where he is! And the fact that my parents are actually being supportive about it...i mean like they were all like &lt;em&gt;hey u have a parcel from yur africa fren....quick quick open up....lets see wad he sent together&lt;/em&gt;! I was hoping that he wudnt send anything lovey dovey stuff........if not kan.....how am i suppose to answer them? I was afraid that they might ask me wot is his relationship with me n all coz its very hard for me to explain and it'll be better if he was by my side when i decided to tell them everything. Anyway here are they..i took them like last last last week or sumthin like that.....ahaa...baru mau post today....oh yeah hun....cant thank you enuff for the duckie~ i was like all wow n stuff....im like so happy n so excited when i saw its head poppin out from the wrapper. I luv it sooooo much!!! I wud hug u till ure out of breath if ure here....hehehe i wanted to capture a pic of that 90 cents you sent me but it was too blurry on cam ma...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/P1010383.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahaha i tied it with a flower....sho cute~!......XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1010382.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1010382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This iz how it lookz like w/o the flower...an african duckie~! Welcome to the family.....=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1010395.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1010395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cak! Look at em babies~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1010397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1010397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muah to babies~ Gee i juz love the smell of the t-shirt... me alwayz bring it to bed...ahaaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;src=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1010386.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1010386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is sooooo sweett!!! This really caught my parents' attention...n mine too...! Thx hun....luv it so much! Its so africa-ish....darn if only i took this shot during daytime....the colour looks a bit faded at nite....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aisyeh.....im feelin sleepy already. Well bloggie, its time for me to check out now. Will see u again soon. Tatata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112792298644656295?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112792298644656295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112792298644656295' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112792298644656295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112792298644656295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/09/wake-me-up-till-sunday-ends_28.html' title='Wake me up till Sunday ends....'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112619182133346817</id><published>2005-09-09T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you help me~? No?! *Debush!!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o~~( x_x )~~o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; if ure so into that song then im soo into this song "Can You Help Me" by Usher....ahah thanks to &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt;~~! I looooove this song so much....ive been listening to it over n over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem..anywayz.....*blank* Im so bad at remembering things actually...i cant really remember wot happened the past few days n all...oh yea....last saturday me, &lt;strong&gt;kym, kaycee n maggie&lt;/strong&gt; went to &lt;strong&gt;Niah Caves&lt;/strong&gt;. First time going in further after the Great cave....but didnt reach the painting cave tho. Was a bit dissapointed...but nvm...i shall go there again one day~! But fuh....my legs were all aching n painful after dat. Serve me right for not sitting down the whole time when we were there. Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um....what happened today ah....oh, &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; called me...eh wait....oh it was yesterday's mornin. Heh but he sounded diff.....n i cudnt really hear wot he was saying...argh i need money!~! I need to get me one of those I-Talk card!~! I need money to buy my mom a bday gift!~! I need money to buy me that RM60 duck toy!~! But sob.....me sho poor.....the bills are not out yet....im doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to today's stuff. Ehee....the day started out juz alright. Sent my dad to da airport. Sigh...he baru jak got back from Sudan on tuesday. Then today.....sigh....go again. Pity my mom. She was counting the days for my dad to come home. N now....he's away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee....its fun to see &lt;strong&gt;Miss Khine&lt;/strong&gt; marah n stuff....so funny. So then after maths class i went to hostel....oh u know why i parked my car there? Coz there wasnt any space left at the parking lot! Not even a space for a kancil. They shud definately build more parking spaces. Buduh~! Hahaha! Senang jak call ppl buduh. Macam la i have the power n money to build these stuff. Well then meet up with my cuz n spent da evening at Blk E listening to &lt;strong&gt;enock&lt;/strong&gt; toking bout jamaica music. Learnt a bit bout raggae n reggae....dunno whether correct o not the spelling...heee n well he showed us his talent in mixing, composing songs....quite interesting. Oh &lt;strong&gt;dom &lt;/strong&gt;dear....hope u mind...i played with &lt;strong&gt;Ik&lt;/strong&gt;'s hair juz now. His hair reminds me of yurs ma....miss yur curly lil hair....hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh....the league is gonna start soon!!! EEeeEeEEEeeeEE! Looking forward to see who's da champion for this sem. There're lotsa new teams playing this sem. Some are strong and some are.....well....eheh oklah kot....but u know la me kan....ill be always supporting&lt;strong&gt; Lakeview&lt;/strong&gt;~! Well ill be also supportin sum otha team but not maximum support la...juz a bit only...ehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new ah? Oh oh soon im going to watch Dark Water japanese version. I was told that it's one of the scariest movie ever. Well guess im about to find out tonite. Im so fond of horror movies that i even tot of writing a script of it or sumthin. I have so many ideas of how a ghost shud appear in a movie and how to make them more scary and creepier. The movies that ive watched uses the same approach. Well most of it. Imagine if you see sumone sleeping on the bed at n ure pretty sure that he/she is sleeping. Say ure surfing the net in your room at nite n your back is facing where he/she is sleeping. Then u turn behind to check on that person. What the? He/she stares at you with his/her creepy wide eyes. Then he/she suddenly opens his/her mouth wide then make this loud, scary, eerie noise....and scream. Blood....rolling down from his/her eyes. His/her hand reaches out for you. Then u tell him/her to shut up coz u have an assignment to hand in tomorrow. Then he/she went back to sleep. Ahahaha! Wud it be better if it was a corpse instead? I mean who wants to be in a room with a dead body ryte.....eh i see &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; raising her hand up....oh u wan ah.....caaan...one day....i bring you keh? Special offer. Fresh one with seperated body parts......or mebbe the one with seperated head n body only....juz umm...hope you can stand the smell la...bring clean gloves and and a face mask keh? There're gonna be a lot of maggots on them. YAGH!!@!#@!*# What am i saying?!!? Fiuk maggots! Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu I want to see more horror movies where ghosts or spirits are in form of toys or objects. Ghosts shud appear where we least expected. Well um...u know the movie 13 ghosts ryte? Well, so far that's one of my fav english horror movie coz for me the ghosts are creepy. You know how many they are but have no idea where they are and when they are going to appear. Plus sum of them look horrible and frightening and they will kill you if they see you. They will run like mad towards you if they see you. I dont quite like the ending tho....haha...my hero died...=( chewah. Haha me n my fantasy. Dont get me wrong. Im not looking forward to encounter one in real live tho. Altho sumtimes my imagination runs wild...i always imagine a figure lurking out from the kitchen when im alone downstairs.....or mebbe sumthing that mite appear at the window.....hahah silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im hungry. I guess ill juz stop now. Hee....need to take a bath oso. Tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder what this book is all about.....heee&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/11187452-112619182133346817?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112619182133346817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112619182133346817' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112619182133346817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112619182133346817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/09/can-you-help-me-no-debush.html' title='Can you help me~? No?! *Debush!!*'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112531615169106300</id><published>2005-08-31T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You had a bad day" &lt;---My song of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup. Im bored. Heh...really really bored. I have nothing else to do then mess about with da webcam. Kekekeke......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/WANI6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/WANI6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Messy-careless-hair look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/WANI2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying-to-look-elegant-but-failed look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/WANI5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/WANI5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duhh-I-am-dumb look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/WANI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh......kiddy-bunny-teeth look?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nyeh.....today...wad ah.....oh....well today is merdeka's day huh? Well happy merdeka ppl. Lucky malaysians you. Well so many things happened yesterday that was juz disturbing. Oh b4 dat, me n my cuz watched &lt;strong&gt;Harold n Kumar&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday late mornin. The subtitle was hilarious! (i like to watch movie with english subtitles mind you..) Me n cuz laughed throughout the movie becoz of that. There's this one part where&lt;strong&gt; Kumar&lt;/strong&gt; sed, " Daddy needs to pee." N the subtitle went "Daddy of urine." Hahaha n the word fuck n shit means "Out of luck." Hahaha so fiukin funny! Tell you what. I've copied down a short convo between &lt;strong&gt;harold n kumar&lt;/strong&gt; on the fone. I juz copied down the subtitles. Hehe u'll then know wot i mean:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harold: Hey this is I, is what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kumar: Do not have important, I can speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harold: Hear, I is party cannot tonight. I have to live in the office.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kumar: Taernate (i dunno wot does tis mean) of that dog, we are there is plan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harold: I know, I am there is many job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kumar: I am there is good goods of york new, I will not suck itself and stand by untuk be in love because some hour again I hope we be in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harold: Goodness I is understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahaha...geee..n there are not talking about gurls again tuh....hahaha...adeh....*clears throat* okay back to yesterday's stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My day started out juz fine. Went to &lt;strong&gt;enock&lt;/strong&gt;'s place around 12-ish to pass him his songs. Then bumped into&lt;strong&gt; IK&lt;/strong&gt;. He was craving for nasi lemak. Heh heh. Then msged &lt;strong&gt;pei ee&lt;/strong&gt; to ask whether we cud hangout n stuff. But both &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; n her were having a class till 3pm so i went back home la. Ate lunch. Then &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; called wanting to join us coz he was bored at home. So around 3.30pm like dat went to fetch &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; n waited for them at the car park. Heee....then they ended up having lunch at sum food stall at pujut. &lt;strong&gt;Kim&lt;/strong&gt; n I didnt eat anything tho. So um..then sent them back to campus. I was suppose to go meet &lt;strong&gt;sara&lt;/strong&gt; n hangout wif him but i went out with&lt;strong&gt; krishna&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; instead. I promised &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; that i'd belanja him sumthin since he's leavin to kl soon. So yea, while waiting for&lt;strong&gt; krishna&lt;/strong&gt; to get ready, i lepak at &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt;'s place kejap. First time steppin in the house actually. Ngee..didnt know&lt;strong&gt; derek&lt;/strong&gt; has a soft, sensitive side.....&gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well anyway, we then picked &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; up n singgah at &lt;strong&gt;amos'&lt;/strong&gt;s place to discuss bout celebrating the countdown n his bday. Then off to town. We didnt do much tho. &lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;/strong&gt; did most of the talking. Haha the funny thing was that everytime &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; asked me a question, &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; will answer it for me. N everytime i asked &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; a question &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; will answer it for him. So &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; was like, "Why cant u let us talk kan?" Hehehe kacau daun la him. Umm then had dinner at kimmy's. Then we went to everise coz &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; has never been there. Haha didnt do much there either. &lt;strong&gt;Krishna&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to go to the canada hill but &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; insisted on waiting for amos at Pustaka there. &lt;strong&gt;Krish..&lt;/strong&gt;u cud have juz drive there...u were the driver bah..why must u listen to &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt;. Sob! Well &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; didnt want to go with them actually but &lt;strong&gt;derek &lt;/strong&gt;wanted his company. Oh then sumthing unexpected happened. I rather not talk bout it. I bet &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt want me to talk bout it either. But all i can say is that in the end &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; told &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; to go to the backseat n drove off being all pissed. &lt;strong&gt;Amo&lt;/strong&gt;s didnt even get the chance to meet us. Boy was i scared...he was driving so fast that me n &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; were speechless....the situation was tensed n all. Never have i seen &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; so pissed b4. All i could do was juz singing along to &lt;strong&gt;brian mcknight's&lt;/strong&gt; songs to avoid getting nervous. I wanted to talk to &lt;strong&gt;krishna &lt;/strong&gt;at his place for a while but &lt;strong&gt;derek &lt;/strong&gt;decided to follow him home. So there goes my chance of knowing him better. Heh bcoz dat day, &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; apologized to both of us, i apologized to &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;krishna&lt;/strong&gt; apologized to me. We were all like, "Sorry that it had to end this way." Sigh...wah so many &lt;strong&gt;derek's&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;krishna's&lt;/strong&gt; name!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh n while we were at kimmy's, i found out from &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt; kept talking bad bout me. Well apparently she told the whole table at the canteen, who were &lt;strong&gt;amos, hari, krishna, derek, lis, nic&lt;/strong&gt;, n sum ppl i cant remember, that im the reason why they got a supp and the only thing i did for the project was binding it and that they did everything. Wah...was that all i did &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt;? Bind the project? Where's the proof that u did the work gurl? At least&lt;strong&gt; nic&lt;/strong&gt; n&lt;strong&gt; lis&lt;/strong&gt; did sumthing. You dont have it dontcha? Nobody have a copy of my work. Heh bet u dont even know wots in written in the book. You got 46 for chem n i got 48....if it wasnt becoz of the late submission, i'd have pass the subject. How sad...i thought everything between us was fine. The way how u talked to me, smile at me as if we were frens again. You too appealed for conceded pass n u got it. What seems to be still bugging you? Is it the fact that u got a supp and u dont want ppl to think down of u, so then blame it on me? I admit it that i did mention that i'd blame it on you guys if i didnt pass but a day after that incident i decided to let it go n forgive you guys. I realized that it was also my mistake for doing it all last minute. Please leave the past behind n start with a new one. &lt;strong&gt;Nadia&lt;/strong&gt; i know ure such a nice person. Please dont do this to me.....i beg of you. If u thought that i'd talk bad bout you...well eventhough it does give a bad image of you but all i did was telling the truth. Lucky thing &lt;strong&gt;dere&lt;/strong&gt;k was there to tell &lt;strong&gt;krishna &lt;/strong&gt;the truth. Well actually those who have worked with &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt; would have known what kind of person she is. &lt;strong&gt;Nic&lt;/strong&gt; knows the truth but heh knowing him...he wud rather keep his mouth shut. I wonder if this was the reason why &lt;strong&gt;Oj&lt;/strong&gt; is sorta like avoiding me....he's kinda close to &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt; now....she might have told &lt;strong&gt;Oj&lt;/strong&gt; bout me...sigh i dunno...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh n heh another thing happened on that day...my cuz got into a car accident. She called me when i was in &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt;'s room. I thought she was playing around with me coz she always does that but then she didnt laugh or anythin. Instead she asked me whether my mom wud be mad n stuff. I was waiting for her to laugh....but she ended the convo by saying that she'll see me later. N to think of it...throughout the convo i was juz saying &lt;em&gt;oh shit..really? I dont know oh.&lt;/em&gt; As if like its not sumthin serious. My mom called hours later to tell me that they juz got back from the police station that &lt;strong&gt;rozi&lt;/strong&gt; ran into a motorcycle n the passenger broke his leg. Well the one who rode the bike was okay, its juz that he didnt have a license and its not even his bike. All of these happened rite at the junction of my house. Darn...there were a lot of ppl around, photographers, ambulance, police n stuff...n i wasnt there to witness that. &lt;strong&gt;Rozi &lt;/strong&gt;was not hurt...its juz that she's worried sick bout the injured fella n was afraid that her license will be revoked. Juz just now she told me what really happened n how did it happen. Cun2 the song You Had a Bad Day was played. Hehe...well the car is at the police station now. I was told that the bumper was badly damaged n one of the tires was torn into half. Fuh...all of these happened on the eve of national day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I cudnt sleep well last nite. Worried bout too many things. Gah....im most worried bout the amount of money that my parents have to pay for my selfishness. How much do u think it will cost them to pay for talking with sumone who lives in kl (kl's hp no) using house fone for 5 hours? Im so dead......so so dead....it will definately cost them more than 300 bucks.....woooOooooOooo.....coz like ive checked on the previous bills, half an hour call to maxis number cost about 34 bucks....arggh...die die die...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sigh...my mom n my cuz is going to the police station now. N i need to calm down. Fuh...that's all that i can say for now. My necks hurts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aite tatata...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112531615169106300?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112531615169106300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112531615169106300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112531615169106300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112531615169106300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-had-bad-day-my-song-of-month.html' title='&quot;You had a bad day&quot; &lt;---My song of the month'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112385185976726692</id><published>2005-08-13T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i decided to have an afternoon nap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/New%20Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/New%20Image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yok yok yok......look at that tired face....anyway home sweet home.....i've been staying at Mariott for the past three nights....boleh tahan jugak the room....so comfy....why u might ask? Well coz my aunt wanted a company so guess who, dgn tidak malunya, volunteered herself....kekekek! I've never really explore that place so...that was my opportunity. Well one of my fren was like, &lt;em&gt;who are you with there? Are you going to do it? I knew it that ure gonna have sex!&lt;/em&gt; I was like with my aunt!? He knew that i went there with my aunt...i guess he juz dont wanna believe that. Does everyone nowadays hv the image of going to hotels to have sex? Gee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today..um...nothing much happened...its juz that i had to bring a visitor from kl around miri. The thing is...im useless when it comes to places in miri. My aunt followed too actually but she's oso not familiar with miri. So when she asked where to get laksa sarawak n stuff....u can see the *blur* look on my face..i had to call&lt;strong&gt; roger&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; 4 information..kekekeke. Thanks guys....oh u know what &lt;strong&gt;roger&lt;/strong&gt;...there's oso a seahorse statue infront of the mariott roundabout there...we were all like haiyahh!! Depan hotel pun tak sedar....but the one u suggested was bigger lah. Then after driving around for more than 5 hours, i sent her home, checked out from the hotel, then went home n abt 5 mins later went out again coz my cuz wanted to do sumthin at town. Tiring but...heh...wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a lot anyway. I found out where the biggest seahorse is located at. Dekat marina bay tu kan? It's not done yet unfortunately. Can anyone tell me what is included in laksa sarawak? Juz need to know mah. Gosh i cant wait to do my supp exam....i juz wanted to know the result asap....i cant concentrate on a single thing in degree. I need a comfirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im doing this in a hurry actually. I dont want my cuz to know that i have a blog. Otherwise she'll read n hu knows what will happen. Heh. Okaylah dats all. Tatata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/was.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another tired face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112385185976726692?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112385185976726692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112385185976726692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112385185976726692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112385185976726692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/08/day-i-decided-to-have-afternoon-nap.html' title='The day i decided to have an afternoon nap...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112279274572658757</id><published>2005-08-09T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoooooooooooooeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCI04751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI04751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hehehe!! Cute ol &lt;strong&gt;Charlie&lt;/strong&gt;...Gah!! Dont tell me im gonna have anader sore throat...well okay, so i played ps2 till 3am....takkan becoz of that i have sore throat kot.....ergh..okay anyway, yah its been a while since i blog eh. There is sumthing wrong wif muh internet connection. I was blogging the other day then when i wanted to publish it kan.....suddenly muh internet got disconnected. Everytime i go online, it will automaticly get disconnected by itself after a while. That's why im like so lazy to come online nowadays. I hope nothing bad will happen this time. Anyway this whole week ive been renting movies, gaining weight, sleeping like there's no tomorrow, n um...strenghten muh family bond.....oh n finally get to touch n cuddle the kittens. Heh oh yah, these are sum few latest shots of them. I know they're not celebrities or anything but they're living creatures that He gave us, no? *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not dead okay.....its juz being cute...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom doing her job....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Funny how they always seem to be walking in lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to eat your mommy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah isnt this is a nice pic....hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heh....oh they're getting naughtier too....i bet &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt; likes that...dontcha' &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt;? Heh heh...oh um, last thursday afternoon my bro was telling me bout sum radio introducing a song called "Dapatkan Jagung Percuma Anda" n i was like huh? Got such song ka? Mebbe its a direct translation for an english song called "Get Your Free Corn".....but still....neva heard such thing. Then he told me that he was also all confused until they play that song. It's a song from &lt;strong&gt;Missy Eliot&lt;/strong&gt;. N then he went like ohhhhh!! Get Your Freak On = Get Your Free Corn!! Hahahaha cilaka......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also if you guys happened to hear the radio last thursday afternoon afternoon, there's this one question which one of the dj asked, for da listeners (like me n u) to answer; which sounds like this -&gt; ~People tend to lie when they are doing this. What is 'this'?~ Heee.....i was like all oooh....okay. Fun fun fun! N the first thing that appeared in mind was me lying to my mom about lotsa things. So i thought of dating, hanging out with frens, n stuff like that. But none of them are close to the answer n guess what the answer is? Hahaha -&gt; Talking on the phone!! N to come to think about it, i lied to my mom thru da fone a lot of times. Like for example last time when im still at campus n planning to stay back a bit later to hangout with &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt;, my mom wud call to ask where am i n wot time will i be back....so i tend to lie to make her feel better by saying that im on the way home or by using sum otha comforting words. Heh those are counted as white lies....rite? But now....hmm.....ive been a good gurl lately....so no lies from me so far. Even if i wanna go out late....i'll tell them the truth coz if there is nothing to hide then...why lie? Unless well....if u really wanna go to sum place...and they sed no, then well.....wani will then lie and plead and beg till she hear sumthing that sounds like a yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad's the date today....oh 8th....umm...ive been chatting and doing nothing else today....so bored la.....im suppose to study for my chemistry (since i got a supp).....no pressure this time coz my parents were like it doesnt matter what your results are.....as long as u have tried your best. Yah i will. For them. Anything. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heh it was lagging juz now. &lt;strong&gt;Pei ee&lt;/strong&gt; lo...hahahaha main webcam. I forgot to ask where she was juz now. Cant wait to meet up and hangout with her again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dunno wot else to type...i had sumthin in my mind juz now...wad ah.....woah! i juz looked at my fone then suddenly i recieved a msg. Lesse...its 6.10 now....and im chatting with&lt;strong&gt; kym, enock and arina&lt;/strong&gt;...well she's kinda busy so we arent really tokin now....haih....next time la i update again. Heh heh.....im really bored right now...sigh...i want to go out but lazy to drive.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okaylah dats all lah.....huhuhu....buhbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI04901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112279274572658757?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112279274572658757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112279274572658757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112279274572658757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112279274572658757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/08/shoooooooooooooeeee.html' title='Shoooooooooooooeeee'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112168783238531919</id><published>2005-07-19T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haih~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh well.....heh finally they found out. From me. Yeah.....i asked one of them whether the internal marks are out or not.....then well she told me that the four of us didnt get marks for the group project.  Heh i swear my heart was beatin so fast that i cudnt concentrate on wot she was saying. All i know that she was saying sumthin bout mebbe ms lau wanted to meet us or sumthin. Well but I was afraid she might ask ms lau why n stuff.  N i didnt want her to find out from ms lau...i prefer if she knows why from me.  So i told her what might be the reason that our marks was not out.  Yup like what i expected.  She was not happy.  At least she didnt sound happy.  But being me, i told her that i was sorry bout it becoz i was really tensed that day n when im tensed....u'll never know what i am capable of doing.  So then she sed dat she n her other grp mates will go see ms lau.  I cudnt stop thinkin what they might say.  They suddenly one of them sent a msg saying that i know that they contributed sumthing and i cannot blame her if she's mad at me.  Since when i sed that they didnt contribute anything?  I thought i told her that u guys didnt contribute much...which means u guys did contributed sumthin. Oh gosh....they didnt know what i really sed to ms lau.  They thought i told her that they didnt contribute anything!!! Shoot, its not good feelin to know that sumone's definately gonna talk bad bout u.  But i know they will anyway. Well i apologized to them again n again for so many times coz i dont want becoz of this they dont want to talk to me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway when i arrived at uni, i went to see ms lau.  N i found out that the reason why she didnt post it up was becoz she juz recieved the report this mornin.  N the email has nothing to do with it.  I was like...bummer....n they thought it was becoz of the email.  So i msged them saying that it's all over n that we still get the marks.  But i have a feeling that they're not happy.  So i called them.  Yup can tell that they're disspointed.  Even tho they say that it's all right (in a sooo low tone) but well....i still can feel that they're mad at me. They have lost their trust in me.  I wanted them to approach me face to face n to settle eveything.  I wasnt scared coz i know what i did.  N i wanted to tell them so badly that if it wasnt for me....our project will never be done.  I wanted each of them to tell ms lau what they did for the project and where they got it from if they're not satisfied with what i told ms lau.  I juz want them to appreciate what i did for them.  That's all that im asking from them.  Not getting mad at me for telling ms lau the truth.  I didnt write that email so that i can get marks for myself.  I wrote that email so that all of us can get marks.  Everyone will get the same marks anyhow. N if they still call me selfish...well i juz want them to tell me....who was more care less about this project, who was not being committed to this project, who depended on who to finish everything up and who spent more time on this project.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If they can still remember....they told me that i dont have to the the book report becoz i helped with the presentation slides.  Well if i told them that they're suppose to do the book when i was told to help with the book kan....i think they wont be able to finish the project for sure.  How wud they feel if they're in my position.  Like putting a lot of work and effort on the project juz to see that u'll get the same marks as yur grp member? If i know that ill pass this unit...i wudnt care if she didnt mark the thing...coz even if she didnt mark it...i'd still pass anyway.  I oso wudnt care if i have to do eveything and passed the project up b4 due time.  Sigh...even after that....i had to apologize to them for that email thing.  I even told my mom bout it.  Well she was the reason why i sent that email actually. Heh. Well my mom sed that i was not suppose to apologize n that they shud instead. My mom even sed to hell with them. Wow. Hahaha but im not like that.  I like to apologize if i feel bad abt sumthin. Im a person who hates to lose a fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well if u guys happened to hear rumors bout me being a bitch or anything well....well heh...u guys know the truth.  I have a feelin that they will talk or tell ppl bout it.  Not that im saying that they like to gossip la but knowing them...they'll probably talk bout ppl who annoys them or mess about with their life.  But i dont care bout that.  I know im right and ive got nothing to hide.  I have the proof with me.  I still have the stuff that i did.  They dont have any copy of it so...muhuhahahah!  Anyway i juz recieved a msg from the only guy hu's in our group.  Well he didnt know wot happened and why i was i apologizing to him.  So i called him n told him the truth.  Well, at least he understands...and he even admitted it that he didnt really do much.  I even told him to help clarify things with the gurls coz they might not understand me yet.  So there.  If the gurls are still not satisfied with me....they can come n see me personally.  I have nothing against them really.  I juz want us all to be frens again and forget bout the past.  We humans tend to make mistakes.  But if they dont want to forgive me....well what can i do...heh...i'll still think their my frens anyway coz i dont have enemies and i dont like making one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well hahaha....dats basically wots on my mind today. Umm today i watched a movie called Good Company juz now.  But cannot concentrate lah.  Was thinking bout that chemistry thing the whole time.  Honestly i was more worried about losing a fren then to obtain marks which will determine my life in the future.  What ever i was thinking last friday is not the same like today becoz im not mad at them anymore.  Like i sed....i dont do revenges....nobody is in my black book coz im a person who forgives n forget.....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okaylah....thx for reading till the end.  U guys got nothing better to do huh? Heh heh....okie then...till next time....dinner's waiting...tatata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112168783238531919?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112168783238531919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112168783238531919' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112168783238531919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112168783238531919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/07/haih.html' title='Haih~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112161103471417453</id><published>2005-07-18T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahh~! The attack of Pusyak~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Harlo....gee why does it have to rain everynite....cold ba....i cant study wen its cold, i cant sleep when its cold......guess i juz cant do anythin wen its cold..the last coldest place that i went was Ooty....sumwhere on a hilltop in India..that place was so damn cold that i cud barely move....it was feezing up there....tee hee..i cudnt take a shower the whole time i was there coz the heater that they provided didnt work...it hurts everytime i brush my teeth coz the water was s-s-s-ooooo c-c-c-old~!!! My leg was numb and every move i made was painful....but i dont mind going back there coz the stuff there are so cheap!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya anyway.....pusyak didnt eat her kittens!!! I juz saw them this mornin and eeeeee~~~! They're sho adorable n sho cute! There are 5 of em...two orange kittens, one black n white, one charlie chaplin look-alike (coz got black spot underneath its nose n it looks like a moustache..n becoz of that im gonna call it chaplin! hahaha!) and one who has a cow skin...white body with black spots....I did take a few shots of them but not clear....:( I'll juz post them anyway....anyway here they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There there there...one of da orange ones...the other one shy2....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pusyak: Yo...this is da easiest way to get rid of yur nose shit y'all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI04691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pusyak: Hmm...where did they come from.....are those mine?&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;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pusyak: Yeah...im a motha of five...n im still sexy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI04592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPLAT!&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/11187452-112161103471417453?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112161103471417453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112161103471417453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112161103471417453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112161103471417453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/07/gahh-attack-of-pusyak.html' title='Gahh~! The attack of Pusyak~!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112143453864096935</id><published>2005-07-16T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:50.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a f***kin bad day...</title><content type='html'>Dat's it...im gonna fail chemistry 4 sure....this is why i dislike group project.  Well actually i was so pissed and fed up 30 mins ago....if i were to blog juz now...definately there'll be lotsa **** words...but i tried to calm myself down b4 doing so.  Heh yknow wot i cried on the way home....i even cried at skool juz now...in the toilet la.... I dont think i ever cried bcoz of this b4...heck i dont cry easily...i even broke a toilet handle juz now....hehehe...yea i was mad...i was really really mad n its so not me to get mad.  I've never been so angry for so long.  I hate it when ppl depend on me too much.  I wish i can juz voice out my feelings to them in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is the story.  Today is last day to submit our chem project report.  First, me and my otha grpmate did most of the slides on the presentation.  Come to think of it....i think i did more than her....anyway then i was told that the others who didnt contribute much will do the report.  Okay...fine. Then the next day, i called to ask how's the progress of the report.  And guess what? Havent do yet. So okay...still got 2 more days. Then the next day, i was told to do acknowledgement, conclusion, recommendation and waste management in miri and that they will do the rest.  Altho i was a bit dissapointed, i did them anyway.  Dahlah i have prob with the marketing manager of waste management.  He told us that he has the company profile n all. And juz this mornin (after having trouble contacting him for the past two weeks) he gave me a cd saying that eveything about his company is in there.  So okay....went back home happily then when i checked to see wots inside n  i was like F**K!!! That stupid baboon head!! All he gave me was pics of trucks which he took from a book.  No company profile. No history. Not a single word written in dat CD.  May all the shit be with you, you peanut butter with no bread you!! Okay im not good with dirty words....im juz...u know...i cant show my anger infront of ppl...but i was hurt.  I cant turn to anyone.  No one can help me.  All my other groupmates told me to juz crap.  But i cant JUZ bullshit when it has sumthin to do with a company.  Then i remembered that we have to do the references.  So i asked them to help me typed it out coz i was still figuring out what to do with the profile n history thing.  But they didnt reply my msg.  N i cudnt get thru their fones.  So I panicked coz time was running out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....so i did the references too...then after i did all my part i quickly rushed to skool hoping that they have the rest of the work printed out.  But it turned out that they havent print anythin out and they were waiting for me at the lab to do the table of contents.  They said that they cant do it wihout the other information which i have.  I was like what the? Cant you juz type first then we can edit later? Ini tak....nothing! Then i found out that the ones they did doesnt differ from the ones in the slides.  They juz basically copy paste from the website that i gave them n juz elaborate a lil.  Then i found out that they didnt do the importance of waste management and also they didnt mention the reason why we are doing this research.  All they did was Types of waste and Techniques of waste. Which is juz a copy n paste thing!!!  So when i asked who will do the importance thing...guess who was chosen to do it? Yah me! And the reason was that they thought i was suppose to do it and that they have to finish doing maths.  For crying out loud! We only have 20 mins left!!!  Please help me at least a bit u guys!!! You guys can pass maths for sure! And one signature of that maths work is like what....only 0.4 marks!!! You guys got more than half of it but...chem project = 20%!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAY more than maths!!!Then when i asked bout the table of contents, they sed, aiyah no need to do lah. -_-" You shud see the reaction on my face. I feel like its me doing all the stuff and me being fooled by them.  So yea i did the importance thing too.  So i was really exhausted from running around then i asked one of them for a favour to go n bind coz my petrol was empty n all.  N guess what....they told me that i can take my time to send that thing...plus they still havent finish maths....what the hell!? I panicked like an idiot n they were all so relaxed!!!  But being me...i cant get mad at ppl face to face....i juz cant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i went to the binding shop near dps. OMG! Long queue....n only 10 mins left. Huhuhu! I knew it. Memang tak sempat.  I left the shop 10 mins later and arrived at da chem lec's cubical at 5.12pm.  To my horror, the door was locked.  Ah....damn...all i cud do was juz to stare at the door knob n hoping for miracle to pass by.  But i guess..its not my day today.  One of me groupmates then told me to juz slide the book beneath the door n to join them at the cafe.  Do i still have mood to join them after all that?? I know she will deduct our marks or even wont accept it.  I fully depend on this project to pass my chemistry.  N now.....sigh. I got sick bcoz of this project.  I almost crashed into a car for this project.  I......sigh...no use complaining.  Its all over now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus i juz found out that sumone took my RM80 from my room without permission.  The thing is....I have no idea who took it!!  My mom or dad wud ask first if they can borrow money from me.  Not this way. I dont know bout my bro tho.  I dun wanna accuse him without proof.  Mebbe ill ask him later.  But sigh....if he didnt take it then....there goes my savings to call dominic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going to write an appeal letter to my chem lec now.  I'll do anything to get marks for chemistry. And i mean anything.  Offer me. Oh wait...okay mebbe not eveything.  Hahaha!  Well anyway....if u guys (my chem grpmates) happened to read this...well im sorry....im juz a human being.  I  dont want to be a hypocrite but that's juz how i feel.  My life depends on this unit. And i dont want it to be ruined becoz of u guys.  My dad spends an awful lot of money on my education.  Dahlah i cant get student loan.  Im not a malaysian...so i cant get student loan from malaysia. I cant get student loan from singapore either coz either one of my parents has to work there.  So if i failed the supp exam......sigh....anyway even if i pass kan, i wont still be going to degree next sem.  I will only start next year. Y? Coz i need to relax.  I dont care bout the time factor anymore. I want to relax.  Celaka u curtin ppl.....one week holiday after exam where got enuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether i shud post this up o not....will it effect my frenship with them? Sigh....but....all these feelings will be gone mebbe after a few days.  I easily forgive ppl......so..........yeah i forgive them, no matter wot happened.  Hope they can forgive me tho.  Nobody is perfect....i guess i was juz so frustrated juz now.....im juz gonna try to forget bout the whole thing n juz focus on the upcoming exams.  I know God is testing me..n i always believe that everything happened for a reason. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz dats all for today.  I wanted to tell bout the cultural night thing but haih....i had a very bad day on dat day too.  Was toooooo sick!!!! Guess wot, i had fever, flu, sore throat and a headache plus halfway during my chem presentation,  i had gastric...i felt like dying....and plus ive promised to participate in the dance......oh yea guess wad...me n my dance partner totally ruined everything...we started out alright but then he started to go too fast and i was like ui slow down and there we go laughing and trying to start all over again.  I think throughout the whole dance, we were juz repeating the same moves and kept doing the same mistake...hahaha...and my dance parter, eldine, was like " you got to be kidding me..." hahaha...oh well...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah....will blog again sumtime. Tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112143453864096935?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112143453864096935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112143453864096935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112143453864096935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112143453864096935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/07/had-fkin-bad-day_15.html' title='Had a f***kin bad day...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112037911156819278</id><published>2005-07-04T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy burfday kim kimmy kim kim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh heh heh.....guess hu's back back back, back again gain gain....&lt;strong&gt;wani's&lt;/strong&gt; back back back, from the drain rain rain......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay dat really didnt make any sense....well um....im happy now.....&lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; ish cool....i cant believe he still loves me....man...i dont think any guy shud deserve a gurl like me....hahaha....but ah...aih..headache lah....i was suppose to like send a bday e-card to &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; last nite but my headache was like killing me....so...eheh sorry ah kim....well the as long as the thought counts rite? Hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still havin headache now tho....since yesterday....well oh yea....me, &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;greg&lt;/strong&gt; went to watch World of the Wars.....or issit War of the Worlds. You know what kim, actually i kinda forgot bout the movie thing when u msged me. When i saw yur msg i went &lt;em&gt;Oh F*** Shit!! &lt;/em&gt;Coz i juz got out from da bathroom wen i read yur msg. Then i read ure other msg that sed &lt;em&gt;mebbe tomorro? &lt;/em&gt;So i was like....fuh nasib...kah kah kah....i replied her msg then i went downstairs with my baju selekeh n short pants and me mom bought for me nasi lemak from pizza heaven. When i juz had the first munch of my lunch...she then sent a msg saying that they're on the way to parkson and to meet them there. I almost choked myself when i read the msg. Lucky the movie starts at 3.30pm. It was around 2 sumthin when she sent me da msg..if im not mistaken...so i quickly finish my food then ran upstairs to find sumthin more decent to wear. So off to parkson. Which is uh...bintang plaza...eheh. But argh! So frustrating. I thought i cud like relax myself a few mins b4 de movie start but aiyoh i still had to rush to catch da movie. Why cant they build more parking spaces? Buduh! I arrived there 30 mins b4 the movie starts but i spent that whole 30 mins juz to find a parking spot. Hmph! So then i ran all the way to elevator. N fuh juz in time! The movie was juz about to start when we went in. My apologies to&lt;strong&gt; kim n greg&lt;/strong&gt; for making them wait for me. Hee...dah lah i made kim wait on her bday, she belanja me again pulak tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good. Not bad. It wasnt boring, that's for sure. I cant even let my heart rest. Ade je alien come n go. In my heart, throughout the movie i kept saying, "&lt;em&gt;Please dont find them......please dont find them....let them live....".&lt;/em&gt; Those who watched da movie will know wot im toking about. Heh heh.....ill give it a 4 out of 5 for not giving me a chance to swallow my saliva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um after da movie we went to mcd...to tapau &lt;strong&gt;greg's&lt;/strong&gt; food. At that point i was feeling a lil dizzy. Isyk this headache started after we went out from the cinema ba. But ahh... its not as bad as last night. Anyway then we went to &lt;strong&gt;kym's&lt;/strong&gt; house. Hehe we all gila2 sana. Talked to kym's mom for da first tyme. Took lotsa crazy pics. Oh n &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt;....the tupperware catalogue is still in my car. Keh keh keh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI04491.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a pic of me n &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;kym's&lt;/strong&gt; place which was taken by &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Heh heh em....aiyah...got headache now la.....um...then after dat sent them home and watch af~!! Muhuhahaha! Well dats all for today....me wanna reply &lt;strong&gt;dom's&lt;/strong&gt; email now......tatata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI04531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCI0453.jpg"&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/11187452-112037911156819278?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112037911156819278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112037911156819278' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112037911156819278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112037911156819278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-burfday-kim-kimmy-kim-kim.html' title='Happy burfday kim kimmy kim kim!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-112004246240233033</id><published>2005-06-30T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pics from kc's party that kim didnt post up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSCN1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSCN1341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ala....sayang kym tak masuk in dis pic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC07275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC07275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fadi n fathma sitting near the car...huhuhehehahaha (Gee i suck at rhyming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC07267.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I didnt know that aroun @ aaron cut his hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC07263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC07263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww...isnt this juz sweet....the guys all not looking at the camera...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC07235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC07235.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who's drunk in tis pic....hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/1600/DSC07213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/400/DSC07213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahaha tis is an odd picture...i cant even say anything bout da pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://guiltysecrets.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-posting-this-at-1234am.html"&gt;kim&lt;/a&gt;'s site to see da rest of da pics..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-112004246240233033?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/112004246240233033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=112004246240233033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112004246240233033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/112004246240233033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/few-pics-from-kcs-party-that-kim-didnt.html' title='A few pics from kc&apos;s party that kim didnt post up..'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111989427788243016</id><published>2005-06-28T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn...havent had a good meal today.....smarties for breakfast, one colonel burger for lunch and now i made myself hot chocolate for dinner...shit...i cant wait for my dad to come home.....adeh sakit perut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's a recap of wot happened today. &lt;strong&gt;Kim&lt;/strong&gt; i think u know this guy dat im about to tell now....n &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt; i think u know him too...he was at kc's party but he was there for a short while only...so okay im not going to mention his name incase if got unwanted ppl who likes to gossip ter-read my blog...so heh here goes. Well i knew this guy since my car got into an accident.&lt;strong&gt; Ogy's&lt;/strong&gt; fault! Heh. N we have been miss-calling each other for several weeks since that incident...sumtimes everyday...night n day....but recently for sum reason....im trying to reduce dat activity....and now we hardly misscall each otha...kalau ada pun...once a week....but this mornin at at around 4am...he miss-called me....heh well becoz of wot heppened yesterday...i kinda have the guts to say anything dats on my mind. So then i sms him saying dat i once had a crush on him becoz of this miss-calling thing. Haha...so not me of doing that...:P I was anxious to know what he will say. Then well he replied and whaddya know....he told me dat he had a crush on me too!! Well i wasnt as flattered as yesterday coz he kinda already told me that he likes me a lot...face to face...but it felt good anyway. But the thing is he thought dat we had a thing goin on until i stopped contacting him. I was so confused.....haha gee....for dat i was speechless....i didnt know we had sumthing goin on....he even said he dint know why i left him that he nvr thrown me away....but we werent even together! Come to think of it...mebbe he misunderstood all da things we did together. Eheh...oh well...it was nice to know dat anyway...its a nice feeling....but i dont have feelings for him now...so it's okay...haha...wani has been a notti gurl these past two days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shud i do the same to all the guys dat i had a crush on? Hmm...hahah..gila...but to be honest...i really feel glad after doing so....hu knows...i juz mite brighten up sumone's day...n they might do da same to me.....:P Anyway back to reality...heh, i was suppose to go meet him juz now...but i didnt feel like doing so...im afraid that he might be upto sumthin...coz after i told him dat i had a crush on him...he kept askin me n tellin me as if he wants us to go back like how it was b4...sorry pal...i dont think it will happen again...but i was curious to know wot time will he be leaving tomorrow....coz hehe only me n &lt;strong&gt;kim &lt;/strong&gt;knows.....well it didnt turn out as what we were expecting...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um...went to skool after waking up..(duh..) coz today we got meetin bout da chem poject. N a field trip to wherever the waste management ppl will bring us...went to skool around 9.40 i think....then so see chem lecturer....we had to beg for her to change out topic from wastewater treatment to waste management...hehe n it works! So then got like an hour b4 going to dat place so i brought &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; to my place to get my radio....kim has a dance practice later...kekekeke! And she told me dat she got into a car accident this morning...so i asked her to show me n when i saw the dent kan i was like...fuyoo...then i was speechless...hahaha dunno wad to say...it was like...ahaha...im still out of words....hahaha....kinda bad lah...heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm then after balik campus...off to boulevard. Coz when i called that guy...he told me that he's in bolevard....so we went there lah. Skali we waited till 2 o'clock for the guy to call back...but he didnt....so i called n he sed he's at the food court...so we went up...takda pun! So i told &lt;strong&gt;nic&lt;/strong&gt; to ask where is he....skali he's at imperial mall daaa and we all forgot that ada boulevard kat imperial. Heh when ppl sed boulevard kan we will all automatic think dat its the big boulevard ba...hahaa so we wasted half a day n when we arrived there...(we were told that they r doing water jetting at the food court) all we saw was this small hose masuk in a saluran n u can see all the grease keluar....&lt;strong&gt;nic&lt;/strong&gt; was expecting it to b canggih n all...becoz of the sound water jetting....heh act we all too had the same impression...indah khabar dr rupa....so i took a few pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nyeh.....thats the hose to blow the grease throughout the pipe...im not good at explaining this pic actually.....shud ask nic....heh heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the marketing guy, mr &lt;strong&gt;faisal&lt;/strong&gt;, wanted to show us how they throw the trash....so we all followed him. Then skali tgk...got one trashtruck dtg n we get to see it from close. Dat driver was suppose to keluarkan the trash but he didnt do it due to sum probs..so i took the pic of the truck sajalah...then made another appoinment to see where all the shit goes on weds...i mean...hahaha u know wad i mean...we made the appoinment on weds....so funny the ayat...haih....we were suppose to see sum shit today but nothing really interesting happened...&lt;strong&gt;nic&lt;/strong&gt; was like....half a day wasted to see a hose and a trashtruck. Heh....well my period came today when we were at boulevard....shit la...nasib i got money...so then i go buy de pads...haih...wat luck today... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2886/897/320/DSCI0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The truck...tada....alamak the guy punya tangan kacau daa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then um...balik campus...go see jane lau...hantar maths...then balik rumah around 4pm....tdo!! Haha i dont normally sleep in da afternoon but wad the heck...then woke up around 5.30pm....watch &lt;strong&gt;fuad&lt;/strong&gt;....heeeee.....then um....realized dat i left my pendrive at da lab...called &lt;strong&gt;nadia&lt;/strong&gt; to comfirm whether its still there...then tetiba batt low.....argh...so i rushed to campus and phew! Still there...hehe..then balik....aik...i guess &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; was still at campus when she msged me juz now...fuh lamak jugak...heh heh.....n ahaha one of me ex-classmate from high school, &lt;strong&gt;randy,&lt;/strong&gt; was so curious about jadual for curtin....i guess he's juz excited bout it n all...sho cute....im like his senior...chewah....anyway...here i am now....online...been blogging from 9pm juz now....n its 12 plus now...see how this blogging thing can waste yur precious time....tsk tsk tsk...okaylah i stop now....need to wake up early for later....nyehehhe!! Tatata! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111989427788243016?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111989427788243016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111989427788243016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111989427788243016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111989427788243016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/hungry.html' title='Hungry...'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111988488163613382</id><published>2005-06-28T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HuARGH! (Yesterday's entry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay...update~!!! Hahha well...um...there r juz too many stuff to be done for the past two weeks man. Fuh....now only can update....well lesse....what have i been upto lately..? I cant remember wot happened last week tho....forgetful me....but yesterday....a bit lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. Yesterday my mom, my bro n i went to da dental to check &lt;strong&gt;malik'&lt;/strong&gt;s teeth...heh then had nasi lemak for dinner. Tup tup tup 4.40pm...went to pick &lt;strong&gt;king, phila n auggi&lt;/strong&gt;e up from LV. They all are having a friendly football match but i stupidly ask them, &lt;em&gt;"So u guys gonna play football?"&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;em&gt;"No, we're playing tennis,"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kingsley &lt;/strong&gt;sed. I mean i know they're gonna play football! Why the hell did i ask anyway?!?! Guess im juz me huh...eheh...anyway, didnt expect &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt; to be there. But im glad she was. Otherwise i'd be sitting in the car studying chemistry and doing my maths homework. So then we watched da match. I cudnt really pay attention to da match coz there were too many ppl on da field...haha a combination of subcon n lakeview....i didnt even know wot the score was even till halftime. So then a long lost fren of mine suddenly called. Heh apa lagi...we actually talked till the game ends! Hahaha....so i didnt really know wot happened and who won n all....anyway....this fren of mine is officially my best close fren~! He knows almost everything bout me...he knows most of my secrets, my crushes n all....but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt;....so i decided to tell him bout &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; for the very first time.....so now he really knows almost everything bout me....but well he didnt sound too happy bout it....i can tell by the way he asked me questions like do u really like him? Are u sure ure gonna stay long with him n stuff like that....so i decided to ease his mind by telling him that i used to have a crush on him b4. Which is true. I did. Hee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And like i expected....he was shocked. He was speechless for like 5 mins n then he was like "&lt;em&gt;I-i-i feel honoured. No really, im flattered! U-u had a crush on me?" &lt;/em&gt;Haha after hearing him sed that i was like&lt;strong&gt; omg i cant believe i actually told him that! &lt;/strong&gt;But heh it kinda felt better to finally get to tell him. I guess the reason why i finally had da guts to tell him was becoz um.. no more feelings for him ma. But after he went all&lt;em&gt; i cant believe u had a crush on me &lt;/em&gt;n stuff, he then told me dat he too had a crush on me. Not once but twice. And i was his longest crush ever. And i was like "&lt;em&gt;woah....okay....dats sumthing...why didnt u tell me dat b4??"&lt;/em&gt; He told me dat he always tried to but didnt have the guts to coz he was afraid dat i might ignore him n all....so in conclusion, both of us had feelings for each other b4 but only found out about it yesterday!!! Heh, oh my gosh and now i baru tau dat he used to be jealous with all the guys i was with. That's why he kept teasing me wit them. Its funny tho, back then we were juz close frens, hanging out together, fooling around together, teasing each other, getting on each otha nerves, tellings each otha probs n stuff and now....heh....n to imagine if he really did make the first move.....we would have been a happy couple...hahaha...weird la....everyone in our class knows that we both memang close...everyday together.... but would have never thought that we would have feelings for each other. Even i myself tak sangka. Haha adeh....i even talked bout my crushes with him....i wonder how did he feel dat time....but the thing is...he layan bah....hehe. Chee...i wonder if he still has a crush on me.....coz he never told me when did he stop having feelings for me....i told him i got over him like beginning of last year...or mebbe b4 that.....coz lama tak contact...so perasaaan tu hilang la.....but i have to forget all that... i have &lt;strong&gt;dominic &lt;/strong&gt;now. Plus he loves me.....and i wanna be there for him whenever he needs me....hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay haha um well we had a long conversation...i had to stop when i saw them walking out from da field.....lor habis rupanya the match.....but the conversation didnt stop there. We both continued again later at night....hahah...kym~ now do u understand why i was on da fone lama sangat?...hahaha....then um one me classmate punya car, &lt;strong&gt;Jordan,&lt;/strong&gt; wont start....kesian him....but it was funny la to see all of them push da car here n there....haha &lt;strong&gt;enock&lt;/strong&gt; was sho cute~! I didnt know wot happen to da car coz both me n &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt; left b4 anyone was able to fix da car.....its not dat we dont wanna help....i wasnt in a hurry or anything plus i sanggup tunggu for them to help fix da car but heh phila was like all cmon lets go.....he had a movie to catch on tv.....i was like cheeehhhh......so then went home...continued toking to him till 9. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So after that i wanted to go online then suddenly my ex-bf called....ngiaaa...whyyy is he doing this to me....he promised not to call me anymore. Only i can call him. N the reason y he called was to tell me dat he misses me n he wanted me back. Omg...i cant believe this is happening! He was like my longest....and he was the hardest to let go....not becoz i love him but becoz he was so caring and understanding....sama palak bah....but now he's like a good buddy to me.....i myself not sure whether we broke up o not....i assumed we did coz we didnt really keep in touch n all.....so i told him about&lt;strong&gt; dominic &lt;/strong&gt;hoping that he wud understand n u know...juz remain as a good fren....but he didnt care...and he sed dat he will keep buggin me till i sed okay...so i told him that i will think about it....which i wont...i cant do this stuff anymore man....hahaha but if i do get back to him...i dont think i will do anythin to keep his hope up high...i told him that i love &lt;strong&gt;dominic &lt;/strong&gt;and that he cant expect me to be the same as b4....heh well and then he mebbe kenot tahan n then we mite juz brake up again n he'll leave me happily ever after....keh keh keh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: hey hun, im sorry dat u have to find out about this stuff this way....its not that i dont want to tell u.....i know u wont like to hear about it anyway.....but dont worry......i know what im doing.....i will still be yours.......I promise.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erm.....then went online......hee wanted to start doing my chemistry project proposal....but gwahh too many ppl chatting wit me ba.....plus i recieved a very shocking news from a fren....my fav tutor got cancer.....and his left side of da body is paralyzed...shit man...i cudnt even think straight n the whole time i was staring at the monitor with with of my hands covering my mouth....most of my chat frens sik kena layan by me....haha was in shocked bah....and plus my otha ex-bf went online after for so long......and tetiba tanya me whether i still have feelings for him o not....n dat we shud be a couple agen n stuff......aduhh ure like over there n u also told me dat u cant stand long distance relationship ba!!!!....I dont get him.....I was like half terkejut half fed up.....most of his questions i answered with a "hahahaha"....lazy to layan him oledi....i didnt really like him that much anyway....hehehe......well it is a nice feeling to be liked n to know dat sumone out there admires u....but i mean cmon la....this is juz too much for one day!!!! so heh wad to do...only started doing at 12am....did maths n da proposal at da same time lagi tuh....fulamak i tell u....hahaha felt like superwoman....nasib &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; helped me with maths if not my brain will *de-ba-boom* eheh....um managed to finish everything by 3....fuh~~~!! Then tdo~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heh now me want to type the entry for today....hehehe tatata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111988488163613382?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111988488163613382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111988488163613382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111988488163613382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111988488163613382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/huargh-yesterdays-entry_27.html' title='HuARGH! (Yesterday&apos;s entry)'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111935436759914862</id><published>2005-06-21T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello from kim</title><content type='html'>Muahahahaa... &lt;a href="http://guiltysecrets.blogspot.com"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; here!! Wani's beside me now doing her maths on the desk. Lol. So rajin her. I'm just waiting for her to finish up so that she can send me home. Hehehhee.. I don't think she's noticed me blogging on HER blog. Muahhahahaa... oh well. She can always delete it later. Hehe. Kekekeh.. Shhh!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. This one's for Wani....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your destiny......&lt;br /&gt;(inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111935436759914862?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111935436759914862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111935436759914862' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111935436759914862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111935436759914862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-from-kim.html' title='hello from kim'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111927662598078490</id><published>2005-06-21T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testingz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/Image(211).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/Image%28211%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n pei ee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/Image(213).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/Image%28213%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1000228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1000228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe kucing ngegeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1000365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1000365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee....doin physics project at chem lab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111927662598078490?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111927662598078490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111927662598078490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927662598078490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927662598078490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/testingz.html' title='Testingz'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111927895314924548</id><published>2005-06-21T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pusyakkkkk!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pusyak pretend to look dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at her huge tummy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/DSCI0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/DSCI0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pusyak tryin to look sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111927895314924548?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111927895314924548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111927895314924548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927895314924548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927895314924548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/pusyakkkkk.html' title='Pusyakkkkk!!!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111927453738526898</id><published>2005-06-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/1024/P1000455.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/3891/400/P1000455.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin's cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111927453738526898?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111927453738526898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111927453738526898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927453738526898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111927453738526898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/yasmins-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111919045397929236</id><published>2005-06-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOoOoO</title><content type='html'>heh walaueh....now then got time to update....sigh.....well its not that i dont want to update....its juz that i cant! Now my cuz is staying wif me....n i hv no privacy no more...i cant let her know that i have a blog.....huhuhu.....sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ive been watching movies for the past three days...6 movies!! Hahaha...well i dont know really what to say now...ill juz rate the movies (out of 5) that ive watched for u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Longest Yard - 4 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Well i like this movie...not only coz my fav wrestler is acting innit but also coz i like the storyline n sum of the actors of coz...like nelly, adam sandler, chris rock......woo hoo for da movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Congen....2 (hahaha dunno how to spell) - 3.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Okaylah....i gave it a 3.5 coz Sandra Bullock is my fav actress! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs. Smith - 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I watched it on vcd at kingsley's place......i was expecting it to be u know...nice, but it turned to  b okaylah....there are sum funny bits here n there tho.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Cool - 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Canlah....nicelah....okaylah....didnt really understand wots going on in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spanglish - 2.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;Romantic comedy....i was expecting it to be funny but it has more u know...family love stuff...and adam sandler is not that funny in this movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House of Wax - 2.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;Got cool gross bits...i like...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emm.....sigh....dunno lah...ive been watching this akademi fantasia 3 thing....and i was so dissapointed n devastated (chewah)...when&lt;strong&gt; fuad&lt;/strong&gt; had to leave...i like him....he's my fav!!! N he's talented ba!! I was like...please.....please.....let it not be &lt;strong&gt;fuad&lt;/strong&gt;...then....hampeh~! Now macam takda mood want to watch....heheh but....&lt;strong&gt;kefli&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;felix&lt;/strong&gt; is still there.....watch sajalah...kekekeke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh....too many ppl chatting to me...cant concentrate....afterwards they say i tak layan them.....huhuhu....tomorrow lah i blog again....heee...tatata~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111919045397929236?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111919045397929236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111919045397929236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111919045397929236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111919045397929236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/wooooo.html' title='wOoOoO'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111815878562218418</id><published>2005-06-08T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiGh..</title><content type='html'>Sheesh. Im suppose to b studying...but heh no mood. Huhuhu. Its all becoz of chemistry. Its ruining my life. Im so stressed bout it now. Well more like worried bout it actually. The whole day i was thinking bout it. Its also makin me lazy. Heh well at least i did pay a lil attention to the lecturer during physics lecture juz now.  But i really lost it during maths class. I didnt pay attention at all. I juz cant. I wasnt in a mood to do all those questions plus amazingly, i find them quite difficult to do. I guess everyone finished theirs. Sigh, today my dad left to holland. Once again, we will have to search for our own food at home or prob buy our own food outside. My mom doesnt really like to cook if my dad's not around. Come to think bout it....i forgot bout having dinner!!!! No wonder im feeling hungry rite now. Shit. Ive already brushed my teeth. Erm, brb. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im having three packets of Julie's crackers wit cheese filling and a glass of soya bean for dinner. Huh? Gwaaah my mom was like behind me when i was typing this juz now.....i guess she read every lil thing i typed. How can i not notice dat she's behind me?! Why meeeee!! Luckily i didnt type anything personal....keh keh keh.  But aiyah..I dont think im gonna like June. Two more tests, one project and two more presentation. All in one month. Crazy? No? I have maths stuff do to actually but i dont think ill be doing them today. Hehe i told my maths lecturer that ill pass up all my work tomorrow. But ah....ill juz pass them up on thursday. Yech, i have sore throat. Ahyooo......is god testing me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..one more packet to go. Hey, my mood is getting better. Infact way better. Heh wow...all that no-mood feelin down the drain....was it all becoz of my empty stomach? ~_^ Now im in a mood to study...but still im not going to do maths. Im happy but im still lazy. Im listening to celine dion songs now. They're nice to listen to when u wanna study. Sob! All these songs reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt;.....i wish i can be there for him.  Oh yea heh i managed to talk to him on the fone the other day. But its not enuff. 19 mins is sooo not enuff. That's the only thing i can do for him. I wish i cud do more to ease his pain that side.....ah shit nooo! Cmon gurl, no crying now....not now! Ah phew...ive controlled my tears from rolling down my cheeks. But....gah! Now i have flu...drats! Now i have sore throat AND flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looks left n right* Heh..that's wot i always do when i ran out of words to say. I guess ill juz go then. I havent been on msn messenger since i dont know...last week? Heh i cant remember. I also dunno why. What's wrong with me? Hey whaddya know....ive finished my food. N uh....feeling sleepy already....:P Well um...my throat hurts. Haha okay okay ill stop now. Heh, bah bah me go first. Tatata~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111815878562218418?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111815878562218418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111815878562218418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111815878562218418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111815878562218418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/sigh.html' title='SiGh..'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111785893716918139</id><published>2005-06-05T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwahhh!~</title><content type='html'>I DIDNT GET TO TALK TO HIM!!! Sho sad.....well i did call but a lady answered da fone n when i asked&lt;em&gt; "May i speak to &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; please"&lt;/em&gt; she went yea sure.....so i waited la....then i realized dat she was still on line.....so i was like uhh....is &lt;strong&gt;dominic....&lt;/strong&gt;home? She went "&lt;em&gt;No, yeah no...." &lt;/em&gt;Well dats what i heard...i cudnt really get what she sed....wanted to ask who was that but ahh.....i dun wanna waste my credit either...(now im left wif 26 ringgit and less than 19 mins left..me using I-talk card ma....) so... feeling dissapointed i thanked her n go back to sleep.....(all that wait for nothing~!!!) Nvm...i will try again tonite~~!! Must talk to him!!!! Talk to him i must!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111785893716918139?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111785893716918139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111785893716918139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111785893716918139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111785893716918139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/gwahhh.html' title='Gwahhh!~'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-111781401654007882</id><published>2005-06-03T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare....</title><content type='html'>Heh the title is juz for fun onli.....haih....so bored...got back from me village yesterday...wanna study for chem...but no mood...seriously no mood...coz my whole life depends on this subject!!!!But i juz..sigh..don wanna tok bout it anymore....heh well today um...me n me lil cuz went out for a movie...she's not dat lil but she's younger than me....same age as me bro....anyway the movie that we watched was madagscar...omg i tell u....funny la..hahaha....but ada sad part la....overall ill rate this movie 8 out of 10.....heh heh...that's for making me laugh, giggle and cough.... =) Wudnt mind watching it again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then um...i brought her up to canada hill coz well she's like from kuching n i wanna show her a place where she can see da beach without even getting close to it....then um....went to another cuz's place.....(my lil cuz used to like this other cuz of mine so she's like all &lt;em&gt;i miss him..i wanna see him again&lt;/em&gt; stuff ) so i granted her wish then a few minutes after that....went home..yada yada yada.....me parents went to niah again....along wif my other relatives.....leaving me n my bro behind....so then i brought him out for dinner at sugarbun then um...heh went to see my fren, &lt;strong&gt;halim&lt;/strong&gt; for a while...to return his pendrive.....then he followed us back home coz he ada internet prob....heh he's da second guy to enter my bro's room after &lt;strong&gt;hazman&lt;/strong&gt;....i wonder who's next....then um went to &lt;strong&gt;zaifah's&lt;/strong&gt; place for a while to see him but unfortunately his mom told us that he's working at pizza haven now....oh right..no wonder i cant get through his fone...heh so then sent &lt;strong&gt;halim&lt;/strong&gt; back....n well continue doing my stuff....like taking a shower, poop, well u know...normal daily stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe gee im sleepy already...n its juz 11.24.....gwaaah....i wanna call &lt;strong&gt;dominic&lt;/strong&gt; later....huhuhu....mebbe i shud like sleep first then call....but what if i cudnt wake up? What if the alarm cant wake me up?? NoOoooOoO!  He sed in his email that he'll be going to another country to find his luck in getting a job.....so dat means that i wont be able to hear his voice for a very long time....i always have tears rollin down my cheek everytime i read his email....i feel guilty and useless.....im like relaxing here....while he's like struggling to find a job so that he can fly over here to see me....i wish i cud do sumthing to help him....at times i feel like he doesnt deserve me.......aih.....i dont wanna start crying now...i dont wanna have flu again....me will stop here n sleep.....MUST WAKE UP AT 2AM..........eheee....so umm tatata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111781401654007882?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111781401654007882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111781401654007882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111781401654007882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111781401654007882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/06/dare.html' title='Dare....'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11187452.post-111699176628030760</id><published>2005-05-26T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:49.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting to u.......me!</title><content type='html'>Err....i did this coz &lt;strong&gt;kym&lt;/strong&gt; ask lo...eheh well i was suppose to like tell how wuz the final n everything but ah...since they lost kan....i guess there's really nothing to talk bout....but hey....sumbody had to lose kan? There's nothing really much to say actually....juz dat tis week is soooooo stressful....3 upcoming tests and one project to complete (next week hv to submit but havent even started doing!!)....and i have no fuckin idea wots chemistry all bout now....the previous three chapters was fine....but now...im like totally lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite i drank half a glass of expired milk....yeah..half! I only realised that its already expired when everything went down the throat then i felt this bitter taste in my mouth...yechhh pahit sial!!!! SO this morning kan...i went to the toilet 2 do business 4 times oledi....tired la...i was suppose to go see my maths lecturer in da mornin at 9 but wad to do....stomachache punya pasal....geez i woke up at 7 today....coz heh sakit perut! Now im trying to study chemistry....woooo....later at 12.30 im suppose to meet&lt;strong&gt; pei ee&lt;/strong&gt;...take da results....den must hv lunch sumwhere....coz we didnt have dinner last nite....sob! So kesian me.....all i had was biscuits and a glass of expired milk....what a week this is! This is the best week ever!! Eheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo cant wait for next week.....there'll be a wedding at me village....my relative's wedding.....well im not really looking forward to it....its not that i dont like wedding....its juz that i know its gonna be so crowded with ppl there (duh!) n all the makciks will be like telling me that my time will come soon....it always happens to me there....why do they have to tell me that...u ppl waiting for da free food at my wedding issit....sibuk...hahahaha...i know im mean...but i find it so annoying....im not ready to be a wife.....hell no....i cant cook! i cant even fold clothes~! Im a spoilt brat...i was never taught how to coz there will always be maids around to do that for me...well before la....now well....me mom does all that....i can only help with da dishes n washing n drying clothes....sum kind of daughter i am....useless....heh....and will be a useless wife too...sigh...well sumday ill learn how to do all those stuff....but shit im already 19....hahaha isnt that too old to learn how to fold clothes? Even a kid can fold clothes better than me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyak sakit perut again...luckily my menses belum dtg....kalau tidak.....argh!!!! Aiks oledi 11.30...nyeheheheheheh....i didnt even study....!!! Hahaha so weird la my expression....adaka org ketawa then suddenly stress....oh well hakuna matata~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111699176628030760?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111699176628030760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111699176628030760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111699176628030760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111699176628030760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/05/presenting-to-ume.html' title='Presenting to u.......me!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111664184736762125</id><published>2005-05-22T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:48.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesh!!</title><content type='html'>Muhuhahaha! Yahoo! &lt;strong&gt;Lakeview &lt;/strong&gt;won!! 1-nil....i was so worried....but now they have to face X-Con......the last match......shit....&lt;strong&gt;X-Con&lt;/strong&gt; have strong players.....but i have faith in &lt;strong&gt;lakeview&lt;/strong&gt;.......cmon win this league bebeh!! Go&lt;strong&gt; lakeview&lt;/strong&gt; go &lt;strong&gt;lakeview&lt;/strong&gt; go! Btw last nite me n me cuz were at this &lt;strong&gt;miri&lt;/strong&gt;-becoming-a-city parade thing.....fuk there were a lot of ppl pushing me n my cuz all ova....hik hik there was also this kid who stepped on &lt;strong&gt;rozi&lt;/strong&gt;'s foot coz she didnt want to give way.....ppl jealous ba...we have the best view from where we were standing....ehehe....while waiting for thing to start kan....me n my cuz danced for a while coz the music that they were playing was beat-y.....hahah everyone was looking....but hah do we look like we give a damn bout them? :P We created our own dancefloor....ehehkz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuk.....want to sleep......eheh its 10.17 in da morning now....me sleep first kay? Morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11187452-111664184736762125?l=wani1e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/feeds/111664184736762125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11187452&amp;postID=111664184736762125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111664184736762125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11187452/posts/default/111664184736762125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wani1e.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesh.html' title='Yesh!!'/><author><name>WaNiDuCkiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054420117718107199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11187452.post-111657918058644121</id><published>2005-05-21T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:27:48.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LaZy BiTcH i aM</title><content type='html'>Hehehe bout dat bday pics....later la k? Hehehe me sho lazy now...infact ive been lazy da whole week! I havent even study 4 my chem's test and havent even started doing dat physics project!!!! Shiiit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's my confesssion for today...i wish i cud juz start my life again..a whole new beginning....so that i wudnt have to start anything that will lead to sumthin unpleasant...so many wrong-doings...so many lies...far too many sins...when will it all ever stop? If i tell ppl that my life is full of drama...sum mite not believe...sum mite even laugh...ive been keeping a lot of things to myself...prob that's y they cant understand how can i be in such position...sumtimes i cant hide my emotions...sumtimes i can...things havent been going right lately....i never seem to understand dat family comes first in everything and that they're the most important ppl in my life...i mite not be wif them forever.....i guess im too committed to otha ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh well as a teenager...i enjoy hanging out wif frens...doing crazy stuff....u know..to have freedom n stuff...but come to think bout it....my family is always there whenever i need them....but where am i when they realli need me? Yeah...enjoying her so-called precious time wif her precious frens...well..to balance my social life is so fukin' hard...u have to convince yur frens that u'll always be there when they need you....and never think otherwise...its alrite if they cant be there for u....heh yeah right...everyone needs sumone who they can trust...sumone to tell their problems to...sumone who understands their prob....sumone who they can turn to....sumone who can bring their hope back....isnt it nice to have a fre
