<?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-3155122415820505888</id><updated>2011-09-30T22:42:26.658+08:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='testing'/><category term='feelings.'/><category term='The'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Life is Just Awesome</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3863751618286232038</id><published>2011-01-02T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T03:56:09.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, I'm a day late! :p I was too lazy and tired to post last night -.- anyways, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a blast for their New Year's celebration! :) Mine was okay okay. I spent the night with my cousins' on my dad's side! so, it was worth it spending with the family though. It wasn't &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; happening like our previous New Year's celebrations. But, it was still pretty good. We had some small BBQ-ing and I helped! :p We played ping pong, just for the sake of passing the time. &lt;b&gt;Abang Amer &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Abang Malik&lt;/b&gt; kept winning! they were unstoppable! ): When it was A few minutes after 12, we went home. HAHA so, yeah, it wasn't that much happening ): but any who, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry no pictures. ): Although, I made this for a new year special! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/365/b/1/b1e683615cc61756656aad34b01fbf7a-d363zmk.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 983px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I wonder why we can't resize the image? ) )): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I've been colouring this for weeks, on and off, of course. And I love how it turned out! I was pretty much procrastinating a few days, then I decided, "Hey, I should finish this at 1.1.2011. and I did! :p The time was worth it! It turned out great! The lightings and everything. But yes, I had some stressful moment colouring this drawing -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you figure it out by now, I &lt;b&gt;didn't&lt;/b&gt; draw this. Original drawing is by http://miaowx3.deviantart.com :) I'm lazy to find the drawing link, so check it out yourself :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope you guys like it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, on the first day of 2010, I went out with my cousins again and I had a blast! We ate at Cheezbox and just hang there and bonded! :) Had loads of laughs! :) Then we watched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTkwNjE3NjQwOV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzAyNTMwNA@@._V1._SX214_CR0,0,214,314_.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give it an 8.5 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;/ 10&lt;/span&gt; ! It&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; was certainly &lt;/span&gt;funny! :D Although there was something missing somehow. I only give a 10/10 if it's really really amazing. That beats all the movies I've watched! :p so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we then, went home around 10+pm :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now, I'm going to talk about my 2011 resolution! I need a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥ to &lt;b&gt;excel on my studies&lt;/b&gt;! Yes, it's time to get serious! I need my A's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥Same as above, but to &lt;b&gt;achieve at least a B on all my subjects&lt;/b&gt; during my test exams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥Improving on my &lt;b&gt;guitar skills and singing skills! &lt;/b&gt;and drumming skills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To&lt;b&gt; reach ideal weight goal 50kg &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To be &lt;b&gt;a better friend&lt;/b&gt; to every single one of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To be&lt;b&gt; a better person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To be &lt;b&gt;more mature&lt;/b&gt;. which includes, to stop being sensitive at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To &lt;b&gt;not care&lt;/b&gt;. I mean, I need to stop caring about what people think about me or what happened etc etc because I tend to think about things too much and it ends up the worst. and .. so I just want .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥to be &lt;b&gt;more independent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥to be &lt;b&gt;a more nice and friendly person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥to be&lt;b&gt; more confident in myself&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥&lt;b&gt;decorate my room&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥ okay, this may or may not be possible, but &lt;b&gt;I want to care less about having a bf or about love&lt;/b&gt;. So far, it's going well though :) eventhough, I don't want to have a relationship this year (well, at least though my college year) I still that I can .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;Improve my relationship with him. &lt;i&gt;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :) As friends or more. Hoping to be more. :p but hey, anything's fine, as long as I'm with him. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥I know this might sound a little selfish, but I &lt;b&gt;want a little bit of appreciation&lt;/b&gt;. I know, I shouldn't ask for something back, but I just wish people would show some bit of appreciation for what I've done for them. They might not see it, but I've done a lot for my friends and other people. Okay, this might not count as a resolution though! HAHA but I want to see it ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥&lt;b&gt;Improving my relationship with my friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To&lt;b&gt; study at home&lt;/b&gt;. Not studying every night, every day. But I hope that I can at least revise at home AND &lt;b&gt;do all my homeworks&lt;/b&gt;. no more procrastinating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To&lt;b&gt; be more organize.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;To&lt;b&gt; write on a new diary &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;write EVERY single day&lt;/b&gt;. I haven't started though LOL. I was going to do it on 1.1.2011 BUT FAILED! ): Hopefully today I would do it! I need a good journal ): Anyway, this inspired me from watching &lt;u&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;When Stephen said to the .. girl, "Oh you have a journal too? I know, &lt;i&gt;memories are too precious to be forgotten and we can easily forget our memories"&lt;/i&gt; Something along the line, he didn't exactly said that. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To&lt;b&gt; perform on stage &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;to perform at a live audience&lt;/b&gt;. This one, it doesn't matter where. I just want this dream to come true! I performed once during raya in school, but I want an audience that actually watch the performance and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥But ... I still want &lt;b&gt;to perform in college&lt;/b&gt;. Yep, one last performance before I leave college! I want to make a name there. Not about reputation, a little, but, I want to make a history in school, where everybody can remember. Especially me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To &lt;b&gt;improve my fashion sense&lt;/b&gt;. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥To &lt;b&gt;start praying.&lt;/b&gt; I want to open my heart to praying. I need the prayers, I need Allah. I need a slap in my face and think about my religion. Insyallah but Amin, I will pray 5 times a day. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;so far, these are my resolution! will add them if I have some more! :) Anyway, it's getting late! so, goodnight readers! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;going out later with my dad to buy some school stuff and so on. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; tomorrow the start of school! I'm excited to see my friends but not the studying and the dramas ): &lt;/i&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/3155122415820505888-3863751618286232038?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3863751618286232038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3863751618286232038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3863751618286232038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3863751618286232038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1414295922121114584</id><published>2010-12-31T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T04:46:40.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer to a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! :) It's 31st December 2010 and the last day of this wonderful year! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta admit, it's been a one great hell of a year! Met some new friends that would always be with me until the end! Of course, dramas here and there. Experienced things that I've never done before! Although, there were some ups and downs during this year. What year doesn't? So, I don't expect my next year will be an amazing one without any downs. But, I do hope, there won't be any really terrible downs. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year will be some what of a little bit of torture though, A'levels coming up to haunt me and damn, I'm seriously nervous. Results of my AS will come out soon and I'm hoping hard that it would be great. But, I still hope for a one great year despite of that. I just want A'levels to get over with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just a little bit of reading pleasures, I'm going to write a few of my favourite 2010 memories and experiences :) It's not in order. Writing whatever comes up to my mind :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. To be able to enter college and experience the college life and it has been amazing. It feels so free than secondary school. Down side, the studying is much more harder even if it's only 5 subjects!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. To meet new amazing great college friends that would always be with me! :) My business mates, Maths, EAS, Elit and Sociology! &lt;b&gt;Lynnie&lt;/b&gt; is amazing too! Can't get enough of those crazy moments I have with her! I love youu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. To have new close friends that I now usually hang out with. Yes, them, &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Syah&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Nazuraa&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Khairi &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Senusi&lt;/b&gt;. Without them, it would certainly be just a normal 2010. I admit, they changed me a lot. In a good way of course. :) Although, I'm more outgoing now :p but they made my life adventurous and certainly, just amazing. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. 2 years of being with the &lt;b&gt;Jubss&lt;/b&gt;. My secondary friends and We're still together even through all these years. We might not hang out as much as before, or be as close as before. But you guys know, that you guys will always be a part of me that I will never forget and You guys will always be my closest friends :) We're like a family and hopefully we will be until our next anniversary and through the years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Rugby&lt;/b&gt;. The first ever sports team that I joined and I'm so glad I did. Not only because I feel so much more active and healthy, but having teammates that are just so awesome. :) I miss our trainings and our times! :') and on the other note,  I will never forget that &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; particular training. I miss you, y'know. but it's okay. I'm trying to let go of that feeling, and just grasp that moment as long as I can because you made me so comfortable and wanted even if you were just teasing me. &lt;s&gt;fuck, I miss you so much &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;My 16th Birthday Party. &lt;/b&gt;The best birthday party thrown by the &lt;b&gt;Jubss&lt;/b&gt;. I love the surprise they made for me :) Man, they went a lot for me.  It was the first time I met &lt;i&gt;Nk &lt;/i&gt;in person. Well, to see him face-to-face. if it wasn't for them, i wouldn't have a one great birthday. Even though &lt;i&gt;Nk&lt;/i&gt; and I are not together anymore. it's still a one wonderful memory for me which is worth to be kept :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Which leaves me to write one for him. &lt;b&gt;Nk&lt;/b&gt;. You have been a one amazing part of my life. Like I said, even though we're not together anymore, You'll always be my first love and that'll never change. If that particular situation didn't come up, we would still be together. But now, you're just part of my 2010 memory and I hope it will always stay that way. I do hope you'll have an amazing year ahead of you even without me. thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for the moments you've given me. :) but it's time for me to finally let you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;My love life&lt;/b&gt;. Meeting a few guys that I like here and there. One I was really into after &lt;b&gt;Nk&lt;/b&gt;. But, not to sound cheesy or anything, he broke my heart. after that, I wasn't really into anyone after awhile. until, I met &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. Our path is still unsure, but I'm glad it's going well. :) I still remember the day I first talked to you :)) and I hope i'll have that jitters even after awhile, but in a more comforting way, of course. You somehow, change my life a little. Hoping you would change it more someday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is all I can come up right now though. But if I have something more, will surely edit it up :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to have a better year next year :) Hoping to make some progress on life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting late now. So goodnight everyone! Have an amazing new year's eve! :)) Sorry for the boring ending :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; thank you for making a smile to my face on new year's eve. &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt; :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1414295922121114584?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1414295922121114584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1414295922121114584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1414295922121114584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1414295922121114584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-step-closer-to-new-beginning.html' title='One step closer to a new beginning'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-355125627488280318</id><published>2010-12-22T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:33:19.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of sunshine</title><content type='html'>Hello :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as you can see, I'm getting better now. I guess, I was just hiding that feelings away for awhile now. But I kept my word, I'm done chasing and getting hurt. I'm not ready to go ahead and take a step. I'll just let that man step towards me instead. :p and actually, those things that usually bothers me, I really don't care anymore. Although, it does bother me a little but not as much as I do before. Maybe, this is the part of actually growing up. You'll face through a lot of obstacles and all you have to do is to have some patience and try to go through it no matter how hard it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that I went out with them &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Khairi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Senusi&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt; on Tuesday, I had an amazing time with them. We hung out at &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;'s place, then went to &lt;b&gt;Times Square &lt;/b&gt;and are sushi at &lt;u&gt;Excapade&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;accidentally spill the green tea, who's the clumsy one now huh &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;? :p HAHA. We roam around &lt;u&gt;Times Square&lt;/u&gt; which, nothing much was there actually, then we went to &lt;u&gt;Empire&lt;/u&gt; and of course, went to the beach 'cause &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt; wanted to. We sat at the big rocks, which I was pretty much scared walking on the rocks. I don't know why, I have a little bit of a traumatic moment I guess. I love adventure, but you know, those high or steep places frightens me a little -.- Anyway, we just sat there and talked. It was really a nice feeling. Then, we planned out our next hang out, which is on Monday :) A road trip to &lt;u&gt;Belait&lt;/u&gt; and have a picnic at the beach there :) Hoping my hardest that I won't have my period until Tuesday ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then meet at &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;'s to get &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;'s car and 'cause &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;had to go. We went to DQ 'cause &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt; was craving for it. After that, we sent off them &lt;b&gt;Khairi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Senusi&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;, and I on the other hand then went to my house. They wanted to try out my brother's electric drums. We had a little jamming session and it was damn fun! :D &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt; really enjoyed it and it was great seeing them playing it. They really know how to cheer me up :) We played this game called &lt;i&gt;slide chips&lt;/i&gt; which is my sister's, she got it from a lucky draw. lol. It's like tic tac toe, but, advanced version, in 3D? Haha. They then went home around 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went all hyper and smiley after that. I didn't even bother to check my facebook or twitter that much. I even slept around 12. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It made me realize, I do still have my friends to count on and I'm glad that I still have them to put a smile on my face and make me just a little bit more stronger :D I love all my friends to bits even if they give me some dramas at times :p but drama come and goes. Friendship will always be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I feel kind of cheesy now :p goodnight everyone! Out with mom later :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;p.s ; I'll just pretend it doesn't bother me :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3155122415820505888-355125627488280318?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/355125627488280318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=355125627488280318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/355125627488280318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/355125627488280318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-bit-of-sunshine.html' title='A little bit of sunshine'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2750258174488743775</id><published>2010-12-21T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T03:31:23.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A tear followed by another tear.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, I just feel so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;shitty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tonight. Maybe my period is coming soon? or maybe, I've been trying to hide this for so long. I had a great time today though with &lt;b&gt;Mizah&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rai&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Fuffy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Ady &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Ummi&lt;/b&gt;. But when I got into the car, checked my phone, my facebook, my twitter and seeing no response from &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. I just went, "&lt;i&gt;Fuck this, I can't handle it anymore&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just, so tired, of hoping, of trying, of chasing, of &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;. Why do I even bother anymore? Why am I wasting my time to get something that is not there? I'm not giving up on love, I just give up on trying, you know. Because, whenever I'm almost there, whenever I'm getting much closer to it, something always happen. Something always stop my steps, and just stop me from going there and I hate crying over it. I hate trying to pick up the pieces again. I hate waiting for someone much better. I hate it. I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been through this phase, over and over again, and in the end, I still go out and searching. I don't know, I'm not desperate or anything. Really, I just don't know. But right now, &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;, I really feel like I'm &lt;b&gt;done&lt;/b&gt;. I'll just let things come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not just on my love life, I'm &lt;b&gt;done &lt;/b&gt;with everything. I'm done trying to make people happy because I just feel like it's no use anymore. I just ... I just ... I really just want to &lt;b&gt;not care&lt;/b&gt; about anything. &lt;b&gt;Anything&lt;/b&gt; at all. Things that have been bothering me. My problems. what people think of me. How people treat me. If it comes up, I wish I could just go, "whatever" on it. I wish, I &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; to go, "I don't fucking care". But slowly, actually, I'm getting there. I don't care as much anymore. I don't go for the trouble to fix my problems like I used to. I'm letting people do whatever they want. Whether it hurts me or not, you can just do whatever shits you want to do. &lt;b&gt;I'm so tired&lt;/b&gt;. So tired of trying to please people. I've given too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish I didn't see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God, why can't I stop crying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel so alone in this world. &lt;/i&gt;I feel like no one's going to catch me if I fall. Maybe, life would turn around soon. I want to be optimistic but I guess I'm sick of trying to keep a smile on my face. At times, i feel like, &lt;b&gt;I don't know who I am&lt;/b&gt; anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to get away from everything. I wish I could restart my life. Do everything all over again. Know the people I should know. Avoid the people I should not. correct all my mistakes. Be someone better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why I don't want to wake up later feeling happy. Maybe, I just don't want to go down again. It's better if I just stay this way for a while. Just to avoid myself from getting my hopes up or falling on the ground again. I'll just stay on the ground, I can't go any lower than that right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm going to sleep now. Sorry for the cursing and the emo post. Goodnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2750258174488743775?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2750258174488743775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2750258174488743775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2750258174488743775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2750258174488743775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/tear-followed-by-another-tear.html' title='A tear followed by another tear.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1955793036893189958</id><published>2010-12-17T02:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T03:32:55.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day, another memory to cherish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;hello&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out again today (or you can say it, yesterday) with the same people, &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Aziemah&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Khairi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sanusi&lt;/b&gt;, and this time, without &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Nazuraa &lt;/b&gt;): but with &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;! :D just a short detail on the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up around 10.30am (which &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt; pretty much woke up at the same time) and &lt;b&gt;Arif &lt;/b&gt;picked me and &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt; up around 12. we went to &lt;u&gt;Mamih&lt;/u&gt; first for our lunch and meet up with &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;and the brothers&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;there. we then, went to &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;'s house and played the &lt;u&gt;bricks&lt;/u&gt; thing and &lt;u&gt;UNO&lt;/u&gt;. But &lt;b&gt;danial &lt;/b&gt;left us to send his brother to Kiulap and yes, we were stranded there, with no nerf gun (which he hided it from us) and nothing else to do. Then we planned to leave the house for a while to go to DQ, but he came back just in time! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1371.snc4/164315_181630111863632_100000499329386_602698_1024285_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;at Mamih's :) I love love this shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163670_181631128530197_100000499329386_602740_3147250_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 720px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Apparently, this is how we play bricks. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we went to DQ, we then decided to go to Empire instead. We went to the beach, and I told them that I've NEVER, repeat, NEVER went to the beach at the Empire. Yes, my life's THAT sad. HAHA. So yeah, it was a pretty special moment. We played around with the dolphin statues and just sat at the bench feeling the breeze, talked and joked around. It was a nice feeling, I really needed that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1176.snc4/154842_181636741862969_100000499329386_602836_6371731_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Danial ... TSK TSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs755.ash1/164643_181640691862574_100000499329386_602925_5639442_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOVE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arif &lt;/b&gt;had to go home early, because of a family function and the others and I went off to &lt;u&gt;Gadong&lt;/u&gt; because &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;had some things to do and I was meeting with my siblings there. &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;took a LONG time at the collectible comic stuff items shop buying a new figure for his brother. Which, his action &lt;i&gt;Joker&lt;/i&gt; figure was broken or something. so yeah. We just walked around the mall for awhile, and I bumped to my juniors &lt;b&gt;Ryf &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Afiq&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to Kiulap Mall, 'cause again &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;had something to do with his action figure again. We had a great time in the car though, joking around! :D Then, &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt; sent me back to &lt;u&gt;Gadong&lt;/u&gt; and I went with my siblings! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much it! :p Kind of tired now! Byebye! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going out with the family tomorrow! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; Happy Birthday to my lovely mother, who's turning 48 and will always still be beautiful. I love you with all my heart mom, although I might not show it as much, but I do. I would not ask for a better mother. Thank you for what you have given me and raised me to be a better child and I did. :) I love you always! :')&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1955793036893189958?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1955793036893189958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1955793036893189958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1955793036893189958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1955793036893189958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-day-another-memory-to-cherish.html' title='another day, another memory to cherish.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-9155874979007452305</id><published>2010-12-16T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T01:35:05.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like old times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good today! :) I got back home around 11.30pm tonight. Well, it's 'cause I went out with my babies! It's been a while since I went out with them! So, who are my babies? &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Fiz! &lt;/b&gt;and guess what? &lt;b&gt;Nazuraa&lt;/b&gt; was there! God knows how much I missed her, although, I saw her last time during at the beach, but it was really great to see her again. It's been a long long long time since we hung out all four of us and now including with &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt;! So, it's the new gang now. lol. &lt;b&gt;Khairi &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Sanusi &lt;/b&gt;(sp?) were there too! TEHEE. It's still not that complete though, I wish &lt;b&gt;Syah &lt;/b&gt;was there too. I miss you, &lt;b&gt;Syah! &lt;/b&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My real plan was to actually go with my cousins, but it wasn't confirmed yet and my sister was pretty busy with her work, so I just had to cancel. I do feel guilty about it though. I was torn between two, I haven't seen my cousins in a while, but I haven't been hanging out with my friends too ): but in the end, I went out with me friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched &lt;u&gt;Narnia&lt;/u&gt; again. and yes, I watched it before with my siblings, and it was horrible to me. well, not that horrible, but, it wasn't what I expected. But when I watched it again today, turns out, it was not that bad. LOL. Well, not the best, but it was okay. I wonder why. I think my brother's sarcasm last time, killed the movie. (he hates those fantasy movies lol). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1223.snc4/155496_181409141885729_100000499329386_601355_885088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1223.snc4/155496_181409141885729_100000499329386_601355_885088_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1211.snc4/156322_181411101885533_100000499329386_601407_7819466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1211.snc4/156322_181411101885533_100000499329386_601407_7819466_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went out to &lt;i&gt;Bandar &lt;/i&gt;, because &lt;b&gt;Khairi &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Sanusi &lt;/b&gt;had to go for a futsal family match thing there. So, we just had our dinner there. We ate at &lt;u&gt;De'Royale cafe&lt;/u&gt; which was next to &lt;u&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/u&gt;. I had a nice talk with &lt;b&gt;Nazuraa &lt;/b&gt;while waiting for our drinks at CB and we just chilled there until around 11. It was seriously fun! :-) although, &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;wasn't there that much. He brought his gf, and it was my first time seeing her. though, she was shy, we were hoping to get to know her and be all girlie girlie with her. LOL. Nah, I just wish we get to know each other and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162813_181410485218928_100000499329386_601393_6553522_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, it was a pretty dandy day. :p  Later afternoon I'll be at &lt;b&gt;Danial&lt;/b&gt;'s house, they'll be "chimney-ing" while me and &lt;b&gt;Ziemah, &lt;/b&gt;we'll be ... I dunno. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight everyone! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; mommy's birthday is tomorrow! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-9155874979007452305?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/9155874979007452305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=9155874979007452305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/9155874979007452305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/9155874979007452305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/like-old-times.html' title='Like old times.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6139481547726546041</id><published>2010-12-13T04:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T05:41:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what I'm thinking at this time of the day &amp; random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's almost 5 am. Surprisingly, I'm still &lt;i&gt;awake&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe it's just because I have nothing to do anyway the next day, so why bother sleeping early and waking up early when all I'm just gonna do is watch some tv series on my laptop and eat. That's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a way, I think I'm wasting my holidays. This is not what I expected. I know should be doing something productive, if not productive, at least, go out and have fun before hell sets loose again next year. But eh, what to do. No one's asking me out and I can't go out without someone picking me up 'cause I don't like asking my dad to send me to places. I think it's a troublesome for him and well, I just don't want to hear him giving me lectures or whatever. So I'm hoping that it wouldn't be too late to have an amazing holiday. Just a few more weeks left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised recently that my English hasn't been improving. I'm an &lt;b&gt;epic failure&lt;/b&gt;. I mean, I'm disappointed in myself. English was my best subject, but I just don't see it now. I'm reading other people's blogs and I've also been reading a book, and I hate myself for not being able to write or speak like them. Seeing these big words, high vocabulary, amazing structured sentence ... it's just making my confidence so low. And also, flashing back through my days in the EAS and ELit classes, at times, I had difficulties in writing the essays. Okay, yes, I'm typing in English right now, but I don't know. I feel like It's just not enough. I want to write beautifully and strike people in awe not just with my stories, also, with my vocabulary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, I'm just thinking too much, aren't I? Maybe, I'm just worried about my EAS and ELit results. &lt;i&gt;Maybe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so unfit. I could just feel my weight going up and my body widening up. Haha, okay, I'm exaggerating. I am having one of those days though, where you just feel so bloated. Ever since there's no more rugby training, I've just been siting around. I wanna jog though, but unfortunately, my shoes is with Jay, and maybe I'm just making excuses, but I don't like jogging around my house. My weight goes up and down before this, 55-56-57. but now, it's stuck at 58. Oh man. I &lt;b&gt;am &lt;/b&gt;gaining weight. I need to shed these kgs and try to get the weight that I've always wanted. &lt;b&gt;50&lt;/b&gt;. Well, just hope that I would get this, before or around next year. If not &lt;b&gt;50&lt;/b&gt;, maintaining the 50 plus number is alright for me. I just want this tummy to get flat a.s.a.p. I don't wanna be skinny, just healthy. I talked to dad to bring me jogging someday. Gonna make this holiday worth while! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it's already considered as morning, it's 5.08 now. I'm currently downloading season 2 of &lt;b&gt;Parenthood &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Modern Family&lt;/b&gt;. Hell yes! Seriously, it's an amazing family oriented tv show! Just a little preview for my readers! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're up for a comedy-drama show, go watch &lt;b&gt;Parenthood&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tvchannelsfree.com/tcfcrawler/thumbs/000/052/52352.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all the dramas and crying at some of the scenes. lol. Parenthood is basically revolves around the Braverman family, that consists of three generations. The second generation, the four siblings, are all grown up and having children of their own. Adam, married and having a son that is diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome or also known as Autism. Sarah, the second eldest, suffers from a divorce and a trouble teenage daughter, Amber. Crosby, been living like a bachelor, receives a shocking news that he has a 5 year old son with a woman that he slept and did not tell him that she was pregnant. He finds a way reconnecting back with his son, Jabbar and eventually bonded with him. Julia however, the youngest of the siblings, is considered as the 'perfect' one with a job as a lawyer, having a stay-at-home husband and a daughter who is surprisingly intelligent for her age.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The series is filled with scenes involving comedy and drama, but also, it shows the love and relationship between a strong family and what families mostly these days are struggling on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just love watching this series! crying and laughing at some of the scenes! :) and also Lauren Graham or known as Sarah, is in this show! I love her ever since I watched Gilmore Girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're up for a full on family-oriented comedy show. I recommend &lt;b&gt;Modern Family&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.downloadmovies24.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/modern-family.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Modern Family shows how most family are nowadays. It also revolves on one family. A dad or a grandfather, Jay, divorced and married to a younger woman that has a 10-year-old son. Jay, however has a daughter, Claire, who is married to man that thinks he is 'hip and cool' dad, Phil. Phil says incredibly funny lame jokes and words. They have three kids; two daughters, going through their teenage years and a son, that isn't basically smart. Jay also has a son, who is homosexual, Mitchell. He is living with his partner, Cameron. Cam is just hilarious and is over dramatic at times. These couple decided to adopt a daughter, Lily, during their stay at Vietnam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This show let's you see the "modern" family and this show is just full on comedy which I'm sure, you'll watch it with non-stop laughter. Of course, there are some sweet, "aww" moment scenes that makes you just love this loving, funny family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam, of course, is my favourite character! I just love his dramatic moments! He can be such a drama queen at times, which makes me laugh so hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm going to watch an Episode of Modern family, then sleep! Yes, it's really really late. Hey, it's already morning. Good morning then. Goodnight for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; I wrote the review all by myself! I'm so proud :') lol. Not that good of a review I guess, but hey, I managed. :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6139481547726546041?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6139481547726546041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6139481547726546041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6139481547726546041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6139481547726546041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-im-thinking-at-this-time-of-day.html' title='what I&apos;m thinking at this time of the day &amp; random post'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2095250049517870393</id><published>2010-12-10T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T02:26:48.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The'/><title type='text'>One night away</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! :) okay, I'm so sorry for not updating for  awhile. It's hard to update using the broadband, I mean, whenever I feel like updating, the broadband is with my sister and the feeling to write is just gone. So yeah :p &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot has happened these few weeks. It's the holidays! It has been for 10 days now? So many things has come and go, happy things, sad things. One of the sad things is that, one of my friends from the &lt;b&gt;Jubss&lt;/b&gt; or cousin is moving to UK for 3 years. &lt;i&gt;3 friggin years&lt;/i&gt;, and he's been considered as our little brother, since he's the youngest in the group. a month younger than me. We had a little gathering the first day of the holiday, and tears were flowing here and there. Even to the guys that I never expected to cry, actually did. So yeah, seeing them cry, you just couldn't help but to cry yourself. We're going to miss his crazy acts around us. His flight is soon, around 12-13th december? I just realized it's getting closer. There'll definitely be a lot of tears in the airport. We'll always remember you, &lt;b&gt;Syamim&lt;/b&gt;. I even made a promise to myself that I would definitely see him in UK around 1 year after :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other note, just a simple detail, I went out with them &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Syah,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ziemah &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Kuzco &lt;/b&gt;on the 5th December, just after the rugby match (which, we lost :p). It was &lt;b&gt;Syah&lt;/b&gt;'s last day in Brunei before she went to UK for the whole holiday. We watched &lt;b&gt;Social Network &lt;/b&gt;which, &lt;b&gt;Ziemah &lt;/b&gt;fell asleep and I was wide awake, but I couldn't concentrate as much, was pretty tired. But Overall, the movie was pretty cool and interesting :D Then we ate at CheezBox and hung out at CB. Of course, we bumped into a few Katok people :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;was about to send me home, he got a last minute plan, and decided to bring me to his &lt;b&gt;Coach&lt;/b&gt;'s house (his coach for fencing and the bass player for their band) and see them play and jam :D Of course, I couldn't resist! &lt;b&gt;Danial &lt;/b&gt;was there too! I was pretty excited to see him, since I haven't seen him at all during the holiday started. I sat on the &lt;b&gt;Coach&lt;/b&gt;'s bed and I felt like a little kid watching Barney singing and dancing live in front of me. lol. well yeah, it's not everyday for me to see my best friends play with his band and having a live band playing in a room! :p &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;'s coach is pretty awesome, he was older than I expected and it came a surprise to me to know that the coach is related to my roaring friend &lt;b&gt;Jimbo &lt;/b&gt;(Azim). They're brothers! :D I sang a few songs with them :) I was pretty shy, so my voice didn't come out all the day. but it was so much fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dudes relaxed outside after playing and I just pretty much joined them. They were like a chimney :p and no I didn't join "chimney-ing" with them. But, it was pretty relaxing. It made me like I want to stay there all night :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks &lt;b&gt;Fiz&lt;/b&gt;! and the &lt;b&gt;4th August&lt;/b&gt;! I hope I can join you guys again someday :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recent holiday outing is that, I went to &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Temburong &lt;/i&gt;with my sister! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been to Temburong my entire life, sad right? Yes, that's how sad my life is. lol. My sister had a shooting there with the RTB people, she's a TV presenter, talking about Brunei's traditional things, places etc etc. In Temburong, it was about the traditional food of temburong, which is Wajid, Nasi Bungkus and Telur Masin. We had to stay overnight there with the crew. I have to say, the trip was long but exciting and at the same time, it was pretty boring and tiring. It was just because, we had to wait a few hours. It's like, we went to the house that makes wajid, and the crew had to record all the steps on the making of Wajid. It takes 3 hours! so yes, we had to wait 3 hours in the house, and most of us we're doing nothing. I fell asleep on their couch. :p Nothing much to say about this trip though, the crew is pretty funny! Eventhough they're pretty old lol. Food were a lot! It felt like we ate every hour! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to post the pictures here, but I'm pretty lazy =.= maybe next time 'cause I haven't inserted the pictures to my laptop. I got back home just today or ... yesterday, before 6pm. I went home, so tired and I don't know why, I was pretty pissy and quiet. I just feel like I need some more time to myself, no one contacting me, asking me how's my day, telling me to be careful. 'cause Dad was msging me that during the trip, it's like I went to UK or something. I love my dad for that, but seriously, sigh, I need some space just for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other holidays are spent watching Parenthood, Modern family and so on. I still don't have the time to play  Fallout3. Well, lol,  I got the time, but I'm just pretty lazy. Alright, going off now! :) goodnight! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; currently abusing the song "grenade - Bruno Mars" and "slow dancing in a burning room - John Mayer" :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2095250049517870393?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2095250049517870393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2095250049517870393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2095250049517870393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2095250049517870393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-night-away.html' title='One night away'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2256386177741710554</id><published>2010-11-24T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:20:45.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I can say is ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...today is the best day ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It felt so comfortable sitting next to you. I still couldn't get enough of your smiles and your laugh. You were so cute, how I wish I could just pinch you and hug you tight. I love playfully pushing you just to get you to talk 'cause you were so shy but in a way, you did talk to me and it made me &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;. You stayed with me even though your friends invited you to go somewhere else, and hopefully, you actually did voluntarily stayed there for me. I'm glad that my plan worked perfectly, it happened just the way I hoped. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although, I'm not hoping to fall for you and I hope I'm not just yet. I'll try not to get my hopes up, But, I'll just let time tell me how it's going through. For now, I'll just enjoy this moment :) I'll wait, I'll &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; wait for you to finally feel how I actually feel right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p.s ; I like you. I really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2256386177741710554?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2256386177741710554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2256386177741710554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2256386177741710554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2256386177741710554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-i-can-say-is.html' title='All I can say is ...'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8395746605616637903</id><published>2010-11-23T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T01:07:48.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi! sorry for not updating these few days, been pretty tired lately with all the training and stuff. But overall it's been a pretty good week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just summarize up what's been happening to my life lately. I'll just start up on Saturday, since I don't really know what happened the days before. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday (20.11) &lt;/i&gt;- I went out to &lt;b&gt;Fatyn&lt;/b&gt;'s party and we had pretty much fun. It was nice hanging out with all of them. I'm glad we kinda settled it down. It might not be as settled, since I only talked it out with both of them, I still have those insecure feeling and awkwardness, but I'll just see how it goes from now. Anyway, we had the usual band and I sang, of course, cinta ini membunuhku with &lt;b&gt;samsul &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;azlan&lt;/b&gt;. Went home around 11 or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday (21.11)&lt;/i&gt; -&lt;b&gt;Arif &lt;/b&gt;msged me at the last minute to go out with them &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Aziemah&lt;/b&gt;, and of course, i didn't know the plan, so I was pretty bangang when &lt;b&gt;Arif&lt;/b&gt; said, "ira, you know the plan right?" =.= (fiz selalu tu). We went to &lt;b&gt;Times Square, &lt;/b&gt;which there was nothing much there. Except there was this music studio there and &lt;b&gt;arif and fiz &lt;/b&gt;knows them, we stayed there for a while and &lt;b&gt;Fiz &lt;/b&gt;rocked his guitar with the people from the studio. It was amazing to see! Then, we played the &lt;b&gt;rockband &lt;/b&gt;game that was at the place too, and I played AWESOME on the drum! HEHE. and now I'm seriously addicted to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs601.ash2/155296_175393355820641_100000499329386_557864_3245969_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 511px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1190.snc4/154222_175393079154002_100000499329386_557856_736442_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we rushed to the Rugby friendly match at UBD it was moved from Saturday to sunday. Overall, it was a really really fun and good game! The feeling of being in a match and having to do teamwork with them, the effort I and they gave! :D I really could feel the team spirit. Although, not everyone came. Our first match was with the &lt;b&gt;Bandar blacks &lt;/b&gt;which was &lt;b&gt;Ziemah&lt;/b&gt;'s team! Amazingly, we scored one trial (yes, it's amazing), they got 2 trials. Then, we had another match with &lt;b&gt;the knights&lt;/b&gt;. Although, we scored nil, they got 5, it was pretty good. The problem are just that they're fast and we don't have much technique. then went home around 6+ and hung out at &lt;b&gt;Zim&lt;/b&gt;'s place and played big two! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs569.ash2/149120_466585731683_744396683_5556888_5761834_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1129.snc4/149190_466584671683_744396683_5556869_6994872_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday (23.11)&lt;/i&gt; - Nothing was going on at school except this health talk thing in school, and omaigad, I fell asleep on my &lt;b&gt;Mizah&lt;/b&gt;'s shoulder. Ngalih banar jua sudah tu. 'cause I only had 3 hours of sleep the night before -.- tsk tsk. Then, in the afternoon, had the screening thing for the Korean Culture Day, we didn't get to sing though, but it was pretty cool watching the Modern Dance, &lt;b&gt;Arin &lt;/b&gt;was awesome, she's the best dancer out of all of them! :D &lt;b&gt;Muein &lt;/b&gt;and the band performed too! Touching song :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuesday (24.11)&lt;/i&gt; - Came to school and had an assembly just to find out that there was going to be a &lt;u&gt;nature walk&lt;/u&gt;. Nature walk banar. We went up this freaking hills, and this steep walkways and shit. I was seriously &lt;b&gt;NOT &lt;/b&gt;prepared for it. No water, no towel ): Although, climbing up the top and see the view was pretty cool. Making the trip worth it in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came back from the walk and almost reaching the school, and some people called my name, turns out it was &lt;b&gt;Danial, Syah &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;zims &lt;/b&gt;in danial's car, going to a movie. They invited me up and we went to empire! &lt;b&gt;Zims &lt;/b&gt;was pretty much screaming in the car. HAHAHA, freaking excited to watch it. I give the movie a .. 9? They storyline was good and much easier to understand, the action was awesome too! :D then, we went  to mcD, we got TWO free burgers! OMG! it was some mistake by the workers, but we didn't pay for it. HEHE. I went back to school, and had rugby training! when I came back home, my left thigh was making some problem -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wonder what's in store for PTEK later. I'm going to sleep now. NIGHTS! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; my gosh, you're so fucking adorable, I could just eat you up. well, no, I could seriously just bite your cheeks. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-8395746605616637903?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8395746605616637903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8395746605616637903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8395746605616637903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8395746605616637903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-week.html' title='good week.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-800143884002343017</id><published>2010-11-19T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T02:02:22.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it all falls apart</title><content type='html'>Man, life's been rough lately. Reality has been slapping me on the face. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been having these ups and downs lately. When I'm down, I really go down. but when I'm up, I go high up that eventually I'll fall back down again. I don't know. If I think about it clearly, I don't really have a major problem, I'm not suffering from low of money or being bullied or anything. It's just, I have all these small problems, that eventually it ended up being a &lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt; one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially today (or yesterday, Thursday), I had a talk with my best friend, and I ended up crying in front of her. I just can't imagine it. I mean, I know what I've been doing to them. I know how much they're hurt because of what I did. But I'm hurt too. At times, I'm hurt that they don't know me as much. That, I'm not the type to leave my friends no matter what, even if I have other friends too. They don't know how much I think about them and how much guilt I feel. I have &lt;b&gt;tried&lt;/b&gt;, to be there for them. But I'm just confuse, even if I'm there. I feel like, I'm &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;there. That's why, I sometimes get away from there, just to get rid of that feeling of being &lt;i&gt;unwanted&lt;/i&gt;. So, what am I suppose to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;confused&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why, I just feel like ... being alone. (not to be emo or anything) You know, just, being isolated from everyone. No one to satisfy, no one for to me to hurt or no one to hurt me. I wish I could go, somewhere. Just me and the beach or a place where I know no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for everything. but you know, I think about you guys all the time. I think about how to satisfy you all and be a good friend to everyone. I do appreciate all the things you guys have done for me. I do think you guys are the important part of my life and I do &lt;u style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; you guys. what more should I give?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, rugby's friendly match got changed to Sunday. That's a good thing though, we do need a lot more training and I could attend to &lt;b&gt;Fatyn&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday party without getting tired. Can't wait. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that's making me feel pretty good and alive is &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;. of course, your crush, never seem to fail to make a smile on your face, no matter what they do and that's what he does for me. I'm glad things are going well with him. I don't know if the rumors are true, I'm wishing hard that it is not, even if it is true, I do hope, he's not that way again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;your smile makes the smile on my face. &lt;/i&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-800143884002343017?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/800143884002343017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=800143884002343017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/800143884002343017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/800143884002343017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-it-all-falls-apart.html' title='when it all falls apart'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1162198560175571259</id><published>2010-11-12T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T03:35:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Self,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_layasyOoeA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_layasyOoeA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from Tumblr :&lt;a href="http://icanread.tumblr.com/post/1415053516"&gt; icanread&lt;/a&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;i&gt;p.s ; heart, I beg you, stop hurting yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1162198560175571259?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1162198560175571259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1162198560175571259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1162198560175571259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1162198560175571259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/taken-from-tumblr-icanread-p.html' title='Dear Self,'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3452541969816771684</id><published>2010-11-12T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:16:45.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more drop to freedom</title><content type='html'>Yep, I have one more paper left to sit, then I'll be &lt;u&gt;free&lt;/u&gt; like a bird :D Well, not completely free.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause, I'm feeling kind of stress right now. Well, I don't look like it, because I'm forcing myself to not think about it too much. I have a lot of things to do, a lot of works pending. I have business project report that is due today by email, and seriously, I haven't finish it. I have sociology essay, which I kind of skipped class just to avoid from getting yelled at or something by my teacher (I did tell her that I wasn't going to come to class, so it's not completely considered as escaping) , but fortunately AND unfortunately, she didn't mind if we pass it up early in the morning on Saturday. So, I missed another lesson for a pretty useless reason. But nyeh, I didn't feel like going in either. Anyway, I've been&lt;b&gt; procrastinating&lt;/b&gt; lately, it's just that, I'm so tired of everything, and I just need a while to go crazy and waste my time doing other things. But, I'm procrastinating at the wrong moment and time. I need to slap myself and get my butt back to my work for now. Holiday will be up, and I can go all crazy as much as I want during that time. Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rugby match is on &lt;b&gt;Saturday next week&lt;/b&gt; and I feel kind of pressured though, I do want to do good in rugby, this is the first sport that I'm really into and to be in a part of a sport's team is really thrilling. The adrenaline rushing in and the feeling of winning, and scoring a goal. But, I fear that I might screw up, 'cause I've dropped the ball a few times during training and it scares me really. But I'll try my best. Hopefully, it will be a good match without any bruises lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite a week though, got some drama at school with the "&lt;i&gt;incredibles" &lt;/i&gt;group (them &lt;b&gt;Najib&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Azee&lt;/b&gt;). It's been quite hectic though, &lt;i&gt;she &lt;/i&gt;(who should not be named) caused the outing on Sunday to turn upside down. Everyone currently, let's just say, &lt;i&gt;dislike &lt;/i&gt;her attitude towards us. I mean, come on, picking &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;boyfriend over &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;friends, is just too much. Especially, since &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;boyfriend is being such a &lt;b&gt;jackass &lt;/b&gt;towards her. If we're not a good friend, we would not let her life get ruined by that jerk. But it was her choice, it's her own fault. We just don't care as much anymore. Everyone has turned against their backs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, I'm running out of things to say. So, goodnight everyone. I wish those who are taking E.lit later, a great bigggg luck! :D All the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.s ; 10 more hours - for freedom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-3452541969816771684?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3452541969816771684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3452541969816771684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3452541969816771684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3452541969816771684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-more-drop-to-freedom.html' title='One more drop to freedom'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-604622886582775850</id><published>2010-11-07T01:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T03:09:31.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day to be remembered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I just got back around 12 from my friend's &lt;b&gt;Muaz&lt;/b&gt;'s house! It was a pretty awesome birthday party! He brought the drums and guitar and everything, so we ended up jamming all night! It was really great to hang out with the &lt;b&gt;Jubss-cube &lt;/b&gt;again, although, not all of them were there ): The &lt;b&gt;Selungsung&lt;/b&gt; members were there too, since &lt;b&gt;Muaz &lt;/b&gt;is one of the players. They played ps2 games, playing football games and &lt;b&gt;Muaz&lt;/b&gt;'s motor. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a lot of pictures, which unfortunately, I didn't take a lot with my phone. well, actually, just 2 pics, and it's not good. LOL. Malas wah. When you have a low quality camera phone, the feeling of  taking pictures is just gone. But &lt;b&gt;Fatyn &lt;/b&gt;took many pics, with her DSLR camera, so will post it when she uploads it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sang "&lt;i&gt;cinta ini membunuhku&lt;/i&gt;" with the band, &lt;b&gt;Azlan &lt;/b&gt;who played the drums and &lt;b&gt;Samsul, &lt;/b&gt;played the guitar ;) it was pretty cool! I actually sang on tune but had a hard time singing it on tune when i was playing the guitar at home. I jammed a little bit with &lt;b&gt;Samsul &lt;/b&gt;after that, acoustically, and we had a fun time talking and stuff. it was nice to get to know someone new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the party was awesome :) although, it was pretty tiring. I came late, 'cause I fell asleep after I got home from shopping with my sister and dad. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jubss-cube&lt;/b&gt; always. I love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though, early in the morning at school, we had a little farewell, well, it wasn't actually a very good farewell since not everyone came in, for my maths teacher :) it was going to be his and our last day with him. So, we took a few photos with him. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNWSEQY_F7I/AAAAAAAAARI/fK5nFi5onKQ/s320/06112010023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536491918738790322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maths L3.3 ; The girls! :D&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNWSEt0PsYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/v7jtn8k_0mk/s320/06112010024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536491926637752706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dudes! LOL, no, there's actually more guys. but they left early. talor ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's a really nice teacher! Glad to have him for a year! :D Have fun teaching the new BE's next year sir Ong Kok Pai! :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and effers! class starts on monday! BEETCH ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a little bit of an emo moment just now, to find that something had happened. but yeah, thanks to &lt;b&gt;Zims &lt;/b&gt;I felt a little better. I don't know what I was thinking though. this always happens to me and somehow I just never learn my lesson. But, what am i suppose to do anyway, I can't control it. But, I should, I really should try to control my feelings, and just enjoy life. :) (though, I know it will happen again), but yes, I'll try my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much to say now. I'm going out with the business mates later! :) but for a good occasion, doing the business project of course. But I dunno why, I have a feeling it's going to be a fun day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, good night everyone. Have a good day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p,s ; at times I try my best to be close friends with you but what do I get? I don't know anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-604622886582775850?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/604622886582775850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=604622886582775850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/604622886582775850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/604622886582775850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day-to-be-remembered.html' title='a good day to be remembered'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNWSEQY_F7I/AAAAAAAAARI/fK5nFi5onKQ/s72-c/06112010023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-7126041698305524038</id><published>2010-11-05T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:59:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling water from the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, basically it just means that it's raining. It's raining heavily here. Thunderstorms here and there with flashes of lightning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a picture just to show for you guys :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNOK_dxmqgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dlCXahGdpg0/s320/05112010016.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535921189897546242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up around 9 today, expecting to go to Gadong and find a restaurant with fast wireless to our business project. But, &lt;b&gt;Khadijah B. &lt;/b&gt;couldn't make it. So, we just had to cancel the plan all the way. I seriously need to do the project, but I just can't get myself to do it. I still have an exam and yeah, I'm not that committed to it. But I'll do my best. I don't want to disappoint them either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been watching &lt;u&gt;Paul Gilbert's videos&lt;/u&gt; thanks to &lt;b&gt;Fiz D&lt;/b&gt;. for recommending it to. He's been a great big help to me to improve my guitar skills. Someday, I will, rock on a stage with you! Showing to the world, I can be an awesome guitarist too :)  tehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to re-read my &lt;u&gt;nervous conditions&lt;/u&gt; for my Elit exam next week. I can't wait to finish my exams, man. I just remembered that I have socio essay to do for tomorrow. Sucks. It was funny though, &lt;b&gt;Dalvina &lt;/b&gt;and I&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;didn't came in for class a few days, and we missed a few lessons. Teacher gave us some essays to do but we didn't have the questions. We borrowed it from &lt;b&gt;Beng &lt;/b&gt;and the lazy asses we were, we just grabbed a photo of it with my phone. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNONn80bzZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KEuUUkgEBUM/s320/04112010014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535924084448939410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;surprisingly, the picture is clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sigh, have to deal with works and due to K-League, there won't be any rugby training for a while, such a beeetch, that was one of the things that makes me look forward to go to school ): K-leaguers, you beeetches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I found one picture and tumblr that really amused me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_labwza0S9h1qdif86o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 359px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; I'll take it slow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-7126041698305524038?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/7126041698305524038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=7126041698305524038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7126041698305524038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7126041698305524038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/falling-water-from-sky.html' title='Falling water from the sky'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNOK_dxmqgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dlCXahGdpg0/s72-c/05112010016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2816542473364270620</id><published>2010-11-05T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:43:14.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't turn back the time</title><content type='html'>This was an interesting day indeed. A lot, I repeat, &lt;b&gt;A LOT&lt;/b&gt; of things happened in just one day. I'll just talk about the important ones. though, overall the day was, let's just say, &lt;i&gt;bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I'm back to being myself though. My happy-go-lucky-self because everything in my life is going pretty well though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy my times with my friends and I'm glad to be closer with them each day. I have 2 more exam papers to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finally, slowly, starting to get over &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;each day and it's just because, we're starting to be friends again, it might not be as &lt;b&gt;close&lt;/b&gt; as before, we might not have &lt;b&gt;fun, amazing &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;heart-beating &lt;/b&gt;conversation like we used to, but to know, I still can be friends with him and talk to him, makes my day. I guess, not talking to him, made me miss him, which leads me to&lt;i&gt; not&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;move on&lt;/u&gt;. But yes, I am slowly getting over him, that feeling might still be here, but it's getting tinier by the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize to my friends for being so emo and down, it was just one of those days. When I'm thinking about a one particular problem, I ended up bringing in the other small matters in too and yeah, making a one huge problem. so yes, so sorry. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so, let's get back to the real topic here. Early in the morning, we had maths, and after half an hour through the lesson, my sir announced he's not going to teach us for upper six. It was a bummer though. But it was not really a bad thing. The pros of sir not teaching us anymore; is that, we would actually get some serious work because he usually just give us work and not mark them, although, i do understand my maths and maths will at the ground floor. The cons; having to adjust to a new teacher and there will be a HELL LOT of homeworks now. Such a bitch, I know. it was fun having him though, even if our class and him weren't that close, he is a really good teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hung out with them &lt;b&gt;Syah, Zims, Rozie, Amal Shinju, Belle&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Faiz &lt;/b&gt;in the canteen during break. &lt;b&gt;Zims&lt;/b&gt; borrowed Shinju's cards, and we ended up playing 'bullshit' , 'speed' and 'big two'. Oh yes, I finally know how to play big two! After all these while of urging to know how to play. Thanks to &lt;b&gt;Rozie&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;b&gt;Zims &lt;/b&gt;was being perasan (i'm joking, zims) 'cause she won 2-3 games in a row. She was on a roll. I kept losing a few times, but in the end, i won 2 times, I even beat &lt;b&gt;Shinju&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I hung out with them &lt;b&gt;Muein &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Kippy&lt;/b&gt;, I &lt;i&gt;disturbed &lt;/i&gt;them dating. After a few minutes of talking and stuff, we found out that talentine was &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;rejected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, due to the voting of only &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; teachers voted yes out of 12. It was a major slap on the face. This is not what I expect college life to be. I know it's better than this. Please don't ruin our youth ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I approached si &lt;i&gt;hitam manis, &lt;/i&gt;or what I like to call him, &lt;i&gt;dark chocolate &lt;/i&gt;(lol), it was an inside joke, on my way back to friend's class. It was, like, a shine of heaven. Damn son, your smile is just, wuw. &lt;i&gt;You are currently my number one eye-candy ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours after I went home, &lt;i&gt;NK &lt;/i&gt;messaged me to go online. He wanted me &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It was (#*@!&amp;amp;U#!(&amp;amp;$! for me. So now he misses me? So NOW, he realize how much he needed me in my life? what happened to before? why not during those time, I waited for you? I felt like saying;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No way in hell, mothereffer, you ruined my life, you made drops of tears into rain, I waited for you, I kept on hoping for you, it took me months to finally fucking move on. You made my life a miserable hell, you fucking made me a weakling, you fucking made me like I'm &lt;i&gt;worthless&lt;/i&gt;. You are the guy version of a Bitch. So please, just go fuck yourself and find some other girl's life for you to fuck up. Kthxbai"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, I don't treat people like that, I'm not that kind of person. No matter, how horrible that person has done to me (if it's like stealing or beating me up, that's a different story), I don't go, "FUCK YOU BITCH. GO TO HELL". I settle it in a good way, if he or she treats me roughly back, doesn't matter, it's their choice. The important thing is, I try to make it better, if it doesn't work, then I'll just let it be. I'm not gonna &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;waste&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my time on things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I wasn't sad, or mad or happy when he wanted me back. I was like, emotionless. I have no feelings for him at all anymore. He was like a stranger to me. The things he did to me just covers up all the good memories we have. Every time I think of him, the one i remember first was how much he hurt me. 'cause I learnt how to do that when I was trying to move on from him. Remembering his bad side. But yes, No way in hell I'm going back to that road. No way in hell, I'm going to relive those moment. I forgive, but I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He &lt;b&gt;begged &lt;/b&gt;me to go back with him, claiming, he'll  treat me right, he learnt his mistakes. Okay, people do make mistakes, but doing it over and over again, you tend to lose that trust. The chances to give was finished. No more. I'm sorry, but I can't give you that chance anymore. You say you'll change, I know in my heart, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;you won't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do feel bad for hurting him, but, what he did to me was tens times worst than what I'm doing now. It was his own fault. Karma's a bitch, and he deserve to taste a little bit of that Karma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it's a long post. sorry for blabbering out. I just needed this. But yes, I'm okay. Seriously :) I was emo for those few days, I need to be happy now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might be going to Gadong to do Business project with &lt;b&gt;Khadijah B&lt;/b&gt;. and &lt;b&gt;Melini. &lt;/b&gt;Hopefully, if it's still on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess that's it. There's more on what happened today (or yesterday), but yeah, you'll get bored. :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodnight&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s ; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Birthday Syahmi, you're one hell of a guy. Thank you for the days you've given me, thank you for the comfort you've brought to me. You're the best. I miss you, and be safe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;during your recruit. :) May Allah bless you. You're my jubss always. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3155122415820505888-2816542473364270620?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2816542473364270620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2816542473364270620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2816542473364270620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2816542473364270620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-turn-back-time.html' title='Don&apos;t turn back the time'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8510406095659479452</id><published>2010-11-04T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T03:36:15.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I moved back to this old blog that I made, it's just 'cause I like all my links to be "ira131". It's just awesome like that, no? and it's just easier for people to find my links and stuff. So, yeah.&lt;div&gt;I still have the other blog though, I still want to keep the posts and everything. I wonder how to move it to here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's already 3.30+ am and I'm still awake. Been fixing up the blog, adding up the link here and there, changing the colours and etc. It's still not that quite finish. I still haven't posted up the cbox and I'm thinking of putting the "twitter updates" on the blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my sister needs the broadband now and yes, I should get a good night sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good tomorrow everyone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s ; I miss blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3155122415820505888-8510406095659479452?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8510406095659479452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8510406095659479452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8510406095659479452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8510406095659479452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/11/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4512125919520259857</id><published>2010-05-22T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my daily routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Everyone (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, it's been a while and I'm pretty sure, just like me, my readers are dead too. :p I've been "busy" I guess. I didn't feel like blogging. I did have the feeling to blog, but nyeah, laziness took over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of things happened and I'm not going to tell you each day what happened. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I feel so freaking emo. It's like something feels missing. Well, something &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; missing. He's not here. Why do you need space at this moment? :/ The time when I really need you. I inboxed him and I didn't get any replies. I feel so depressed. Especially since this is the weekend and I don't really have anything to do. I need you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; I really need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I wish you're missing me just like how much I miss you  right now. I don't know if you are just ignoring me. but, I seriously can't stand this. I fucking need you. I wanna talk to you. I feel like crying every single time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My days feel so quiet without you. Where the hell are you? I'm seriously suffering here. I'm scared that I might do something wrong again :/ so please, just text me. anything ): soon. as soon as possible. Please feel better fast ): I wish I can do something to make your stress away, but I guess, I'm not. Maybe, I'm just an annoyance to you ): sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S_ePCMVXKNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DznclOx9KkM/s1600/NK+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S_ePCMVXKNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DznclOx9KkM/s320/NK+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474001139925461202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s ; come back to me ):&lt;/i&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/3155122415820505888-4512125919520259857?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4512125919520259857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4512125919520259857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4512125919520259857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4512125919520259857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-my-daily-routine.html' title='You&amp;#39;re my daily routine'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S_ePCMVXKNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DznclOx9KkM/s72-c/NK+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-641268681478670828</id><published>2010-04-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet night</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's such a quiet night. I don't know. I don't feel like talking a lot. I don't feel like myself. I don't even feel like doing anything. I'm not sure if it's the boredom or the things that has been happening. (what things? Nyeh, I don't even know either). I have been procrastinating. Some of my works haven't finished and I've been sleeping earlier lately. Well, not sure if that's a good thing. Well it would be if I could get to finish my works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of guilty for not entertaining him much tonight. Sorry ): I was looking forward on chatting with him, but I don't know, the quietness really got to me. He was bored too, so I got even more quieter. :/ I hope everything will be okay tomorrow. I need an awesome fun chat with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no student band club meeting tomorrow and that's a yay for me. I really need the Friday off to rest and hopefully regain my usual energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the APR test results were finally revealed. It was such a disappointment for me. A discouragement I might say. A slap in the face. I need to get serious after this. I thought my English was good, but when the results of the EAS and ELIT came out and getting a 50 and 53% respectively, just make me feel like a total loser and stupid. It sucks I don't have a wide range of vocabulary and writing facts hasn't been my thing ever since before form 6. but yeah, I don't know. It's just makes me think that English is not my thing anymore. That I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha sounds like I'm giving up, huh? Well, nyeh. Not really, I'm just very disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say, "It's your fault for procrastinating". It's not, doesn't matter whether I procrastinated or not, English is just a ... natural thing? Yeah. I got an 80% for my Maths. It should be like, "WOW" for you, but I don't think it was good enough, as the question was pretty easy. :/ Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I dream of  playing lead on the guitar. I so want to perform on stage someday and play lead. It would be so awesome to be the first girl playing lead there.I just hope I can learn it. Soon ): Please. I want to stand out someday. I want to make a name on my school someday. Hopefully on that talent and on my studies. (: Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing on editing now :D I just edited &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie's&lt;/span&gt; picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S9mrqdsyAQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W_Fnp-r81R8/s1600/15305_1249914729061_1265259695_30584520_3064492_n+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S9mrqdsyAQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W_Fnp-r81R8/s320/15305_1249914729061_1265259695_30584520_3064492_n+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465588368806117634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like it somehow O: The colour is pretty good. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna go off. Sorry for no colourful wordings. I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;P.s ; this is what happens when it is such a boring and quiet night. Posts turns emo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-641268681478670828?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/641268681478670828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=641268681478670828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/641268681478670828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/641268681478670828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiet-night.html' title='quiet night'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S9mrqdsyAQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W_Fnp-r81R8/s72-c/15305_1249914729061_1265259695_30584520_3064492_n+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-684437564414751637</id><published>2010-04-20T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastinator</title><content type='html'>MY GOD. IT'S COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the air-conditioner on. But yeah, I don't care. I'm not gonna turn it off. 'cause I know later in school is going to be another effing hot day. I would rather have my hands numb than sweating. At least, when it's cold I can just snuggle up into my blanket or just wear a jacket. While, in the heat, there is a low low low chance that you'll find an empty air-conditioned room and plus, you can't even go naked--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah, I've been procrastinating lately and it worries me so much. Tests are coming soon (especially E.lit which it's going to be on Wednesday this week -.- Thank you for the last minute warning sir). I don't know why, I get tired easily and these last few days I overslept and accidentally fell asleep. I really miss my insomniac days though. At least, I can get my works done. I don't mind if I sleep early and i get really energized the next morning, but in my case, if I sleep early, I get even more tired because the feeling of sleeping was so great, that I want to sleep more. -.- It's 1+ am now though, yeah, it's a good thing that I didn't fell asleep again, at least I did (not yet finished) my e.lit homework. But I'm kind of tired now ): Sigh, entah eh, I wish it would return to normal soon :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, school has been pretty fun though. I like hanging out in the Korean Club with Lynnie and seeing them dance. Though, I might join them  dancing someday. Haha, unknown member. Yeah, other than singing, I do like dancing too. I've been dancing in my room my whole life-- dancing to my own beat and freestyle. YEAH. I'm awesome like that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adventure Club held this sale thing for charity. Not sure for which charity though. There were a lot of candies sold. Though, I didn't buy much, just the Tiramisu and Lynnie lanja-ed me cornflakes and the yogurt stick (which was effing good). Thank you bebeh :D. I wanted the sushi, but damn, it was sold out ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 2. I'm gonna read my manga for a while then go to sleep. I hope I will stop procrastinating and get my studies organized. -.- Sigh, and I still haven't finish my sociology essay. I haven;t even STARTED on it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and crap, the choir team have to sing for the assembly again later ): I hope we don't screw up. and damn, it's in front of the BEs. Malu ku eh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye. Sorry, for the lack of emotion haha. I'm just lazy and tired. So yeah, kinda lazy to colour some of the words and so on. I'll update soon. When I feel like it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s ; maths is currently my favourite subject &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-684437564414751637?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/684437564414751637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=684437564414751637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/684437564414751637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/684437564414751637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/04/procrastinator.html' title='procrastinator'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-5203331189138945318</id><published>2010-04-18T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one. long. month.</title><content type='html'>HEY!  You. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha, god, I'm so sorry for not updating for a while. Life's just been pretty busy and dramatic. Yes, a lot of dramas and so on. I feel like my life is currently not organized. I haven't been doing my works properly, I've been procrastinating on my works and yeah, i just feel so&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; messed up &lt;/span&gt;but yeah, I'm hanging on though. I'm trying to face everything with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;a smile&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, this week was okay though. I'm making myself busy, helping&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; ShanWee&lt;/span&gt; with his campaigning. It's so fun to help mr. bunny ♥ I really want him to be the president :D 'cause the others just doesn't stand out as much as him. I can see him leading the school and turn it into a better place. He just have the potential! ♥ He has some like positive aura then whenever we're ( or just me ) near him, I just feel like smiling all day and it makes me feel so happy inside. lol now I'm just sounding like-- nevermind :p haha. hey, don't have some funny ideas mmkay? :p Since, he can do that to me and some other people, I'm pretty sure the school would be an even more happier place when he runs it ;) ♥ So yeah, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; him to be the president! :DD&lt;br /&gt;I even made this for him :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eUzyYlIqVvE/S8bdl2uwKqI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6lbprU0Ul0I/s320/DSC_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eUzyYlIqVvE/S8bdl2uwKqI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6lbprU0Ul0I/s320/DSC_2058.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I SO LOVE IT ♥&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;'s camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ShanWee&lt;/span&gt; for treating the campaigning committee drinks and chocolates ♥ It's not bribing people ): It was just a thanks for helping out. :) It was fun these past few days with them :D Making new friends and everything. ♥ I love them ♥ but of course I miss the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jubss&lt;/span&gt; as well. I haven't been hanging out with them for a while, so yeah, I kinda feel guilty and everything. I hope they don't think I'm abandoning them. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, I have my own laptop now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dell Inspiron 1464&lt;/span&gt;. ♥ Yeah, it's in sexy red, I wanted it to be purple. but yeah, there's no purple in this version O: I still haven't organize everything, since I'm not used to the way of the documents are arranged -.- Thanks mom for buying it for me. Haha, hey, it's not just a present. I have to earn this with 8 O's -.- My life ain't that easy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's already 4am. I'm not going to sleep though, just gonna do something else. I slept around 10+, and woke up at 2 am -.- rawr. lol. so yeah. Byebye. I'll blog again. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;P.s; I still miss you so much. I'm glad we're talking again ♥ but I wish it wasn't this way. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_title" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;action&amp;quot;}"&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/3155122415820505888-5203331189138945318?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/5203331189138945318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=5203331189138945318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5203331189138945318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5203331189138945318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-long-month.html' title='one. long. month.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eUzyYlIqVvE/S8bdl2uwKqI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6lbprU0Ul0I/s72-c/DSC_2058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8240834660244259388</id><published>2010-03-19T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no need to fear, holiday is here.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, you can tell from the title, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLIDAY IS HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I so need a few breaks from school. College has been&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt;, but yeah, it's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt;. New things happened here and there and there's some changes to my life. Met new people, get to know new people, getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt; to the people. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; homeworks. Analyzing and writing the meanings of a poem, commentary on a passage and a few questions from maths. So yeah, it'll be a little relaxing holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student band club&lt;/span&gt; meeting a few days ago and i got into the &lt;u&gt;guitar &lt;/u&gt; section. Although, I wanted to be in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt; section more. As I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more into &lt;/span&gt;singing, but yeah. When i heard some of the singers voice I'm like, "ah crap". Yeah,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;insecurities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came to me. But I'm okay with it, it's really nice and it feels good when the seniors said that I was pretty good at the guitar. boosted up my confidence and I'm practicing my guitar more often ♥ We have to form a band, but I still don't know where I'm going to -.- but yeah. the clubs starts next term I think including my choir club. yay! singing baybay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, here's some pictures from my award ceremony at my old secondary school SMMN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the pictures are taken from my friend Rye. because apparently the blogger is lazy to upload ;p&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://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs512.snc3/26893_1308610689169_1647653071_737625_311260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 445px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs512.snc3/26893_1308610689169_1647653071_737625_311260_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my Maths teacher, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Madam Ang&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://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs492.snc3/26893_1308606529065_1647653071_737604_7730555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 595px; height: 446px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs492.snc3/26893_1308606529065_1647653071_737604_7730555_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high achieved students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs492.ash1/26893_1308609809147_1647653071_737622_1462238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 614px; height: 460px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs492.ash1/26893_1308609809147_1647653071_737622_1462238_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Biology Teacher, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs492.snc3/26893_1308624489514_1647653071_737672_3067476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 468px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs492.snc3/26893_1308624489514_1647653071_737672_3067476_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and our Physics sir; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sir Shareen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to upload some more photos. But it's a pain in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to resize them here. -.- Just check my facebook, eventually you'll find my tagged photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and very memorable. i miss them already. I miss my teachers and believe it or not. The school :p&lt;br /&gt;I got a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;2gb pendrive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from my bio teacher and some few presents from my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;madam ang.&lt;/span&gt; thank you! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bit dizzy. I'll update more tomorrow maybe. if I'm not lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon. have a great day ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;p.s ; al-fatihah to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grandmother&lt;/span&gt;. I love and miss her always&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I wish I had spend more time with you, I wish I could see you one more time. No matter what, You'll&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; always&lt;/span&gt; be with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3155122415820505888-8240834660244259388?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8240834660244259388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8240834660244259388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8240834660244259388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8240834660244259388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-need-to-fear-holiday-is-here.html' title='no need to fear, holiday is here.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6566434683646971831</id><published>2010-03-15T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>problems</title><content type='html'>I feel like shooting myself right now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno maybe because of the mixed emotions I'm feeling or it's something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wonder why the stressful words you're giving me. All I need is just a comfortable and happy conversation with you. That's all I that I need :/ If you need space, I'll happily give you some if it will makes you feel better. or if you want me to change my habit, I will. if only, you just tell me gently and softly.&lt;/s&gt; I need you back. The old moments we had. ): 'cause I can't stand feeling and seeing you like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and you, why the hell do you have to show up at this time. ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish, dang emo moments. ): I need to cheer up :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness tomorrow's (I mean today) will be the award ceremony at my old secondary school. ♥ hopefully, it would get me back on my feet (: 'cause, it'll be one memorable moment for me. I miss seeing my friends. my old school. my teachers. Truthfully, I can't wait to show that I'm currently in Katok, showing to my juniors and teachers that I've done well. haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take a hell lot of pictures later ♥ !! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;This is the moment I am waiting for my whole secondary year&lt;/span&gt;!!! Where my parents and teachers are proud of me :') and receiving the awesome certificate . YEAAAAAAH. Tehee ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omggg, I miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jubss &lt;/span&gt;so muchh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I miss you guys like hell&lt;/span&gt;!!! ♥ Well, I know I meet most of them at Katok like everyday HAHA. but then, we don't spend a lot of time at college. I FUCKING MISS YOU GUYS. I hope we can hang out a bit LATORR. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here's an edited picture that I did for them! ♥&lt;br /&gt;It's from most of the photos we took in 2008!&lt;br /&gt;yes, I look chubby, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; chubby&lt;/span&gt;, mind you *glares*&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post it last time so yeah. It took me hours to do this lol.&lt;br /&gt;especially when my PS CS2 crashed on me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S50SpqYpVJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/R4Fc-Ae0C1Y/s1600-h/memories+last+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S50SpqYpVJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/R4Fc-Ae0C1Y/s320/memories+last+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448531631149765778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I hope you guys like it! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click for better view, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm going off now. I feel like doing my Maths o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miz Mumblay&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for cheering me up and having someone to talk to. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;p.s ; somebody show me what I'm missing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paradise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've been abusing that sentence alot -.- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stares at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt; o.o*&lt;/span&gt; lol apakan.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6566434683646971831?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6566434683646971831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6566434683646971831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6566434683646971831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6566434683646971831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/03/problems.html' title='problems'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S50SpqYpVJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/R4Fc-Ae0C1Y/s72-c/memories+last+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2201440486835830327</id><published>2010-03-12T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of The Knockers.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I haven't updated for a long long time. It's due to the fact that school has already started. Yeah, I bet you know that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, school's been good. I'm not going to tell in detail what happened. So yeah. just some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;♥First day &lt;/span&gt;; I was pretty nervous. I was hella shaking when I first came to school -.- fortunately found my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jubss&lt;/span&gt; friends and pretty much hang out with them. My group class / tutor is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha, sweet sixteen ♥ The first orientation was kind of okay, I guess. Just a few briefing, welcoming from the MPIs or MPs (prefects) and the principle. It was fucking hot. The sun was burning my skin -_- The air conditioner ain't that effective either. I got to know a few new friends from my BE and waved at the wrong person lol. That was stupid .__. I came back home in a bad mood moment and went to sleep as I reached home. it was one exhausting day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;♥Second day&lt;/span&gt; ; It was the CCA performances in the afternoon. In the morning, there were talks, talks and more talks. But it was a pretty fun talk though, thankfully I didn't fell asleep :p The CCA perfomances were so effing cool. Some were lame, some were pretty funny, some was just plain awesome, especially the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean Club&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tradition Dance Club. &lt;/span&gt;The dances were cool. After the performances, students were asked to join the clubs. So yeah, here are my clubs ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Student Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;club&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Badminton&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not too sure about badminton since a lot of people joined it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥third day&lt;/span&gt; ; Third day was the of the prefects to bully us (: yay. So, we went outside at the assembly area. Played some ridiculous games which I really don't have any idea how the hell the come up with those games. lol. It was pretty humilating but kind of fun. But the fucking heat just made everyone grunted and tired. ): It wasn't a pretty good day for some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;♥Fourth day&lt;/span&gt;; last day of orientation. Classes started in the morning and it was going okay. it wasn't that boring, well for now. lol. I like my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;english literature&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EAS sir&lt;/span&gt; ♥ HAHA. he's a pretty cool guy. Sociology teacher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worried&lt;/span&gt; me at first though -.- she's kind of young and a new teacher. Maths also, he wasn't young but the way he taught us was kind of boring? Business sir is pretty fun though and cute haha. too bad I'm a loner there. ):&lt;br /&gt;The briefing on Maulud Nabi was cool and funny (: it wasn't so bad afterall ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next upcoming days, classes started normally. The teachers that I mentioned ain't so bad and taking 5 subjects without ps is still okay with me. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; passed out in school ;p All the subjects are pretty fun. So, I dunno what I'm gonna do. hm hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up in Socio, Elit and EAS with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA woot. major coincidence when my timetable changed due to the clashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;very very sorry&lt;/span&gt; if I don't update much. I'm just pretty busy with works and tiredness. I'll try to keep up with the time and organize more properly soon. Especially after I get my own laptop. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Bila kan ma? batah eh. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's hard to do my works ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go do my homeworks. Essay on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sociology&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Business Studies&lt;/span&gt;. Boo me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;p.s ;I need to stop the nervousness and the awkwardness so I can talk to the people that I always wanted to talk to ): i hate when I feel this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2201440486835830327?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2201440486835830327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2201440486835830327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2201440486835830327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2201440486835830327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-of-knockers.html' title='One Of The Knockers.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-7622346508015904124</id><published>2010-03-02T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:42.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babah ♥</title><content type='html'>OMGGG, MY STOMACH HURTS LIKEEE HEELLLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDA BECALI NI IF I AM &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ING TONIGHT. ESPECIALLY WHEN SCHOOL IS ALMOST STARTING. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAWRRR RAWRR RAWRRRR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, school is almost starting! It's just around the corner ♥ I'm pretty excited and nervous. Being in a new environment excites me! I got most of things ready though.&lt;br /&gt;My uniform is already at the tailor, so all i have to do now is get the Katok File later at school ♥ yay. ahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wanaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miz Mumblay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yesterday afternoon playing the badminton ♥ which we only lasted one game :p there were a lot of middle-aged men o.o gila, pro durang main yaw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wanaay&lt;/span&gt;'s cousin kana marahi by one of the middle aged men for not playing it right. -.- kurang asam jua tu :/&lt;br /&gt;but then we hung out outside playing around the fields and the small... huts? (apakan pondok modern masani?) gazeebo? HAHA. We jog around the gazeebo for a few minute. Gila, i went out of breath wah :/ HAHA. Well this is what happens when you don't exercise for a while. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it was pretty fun though. Sorry for the no pictures. I forgot to take pictures :/ Outside was pretty windy and it was really calming. The weather wasn't so hot ♥ I like it! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The jubss &lt;/span&gt;really should hang out there much often o.o TEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a very amusing convo with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;today ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;*GILAAA GILAAA!&lt;br /&gt;*HOMAIGAD! WHY AM I AMUSED OVER THAT SQUIGGLY THING?!&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*   &lt;s&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA ENTAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;*it's an illluuuusiiiiooonn&lt;br /&gt;*banarnya straight saja tu. /o.o&lt;br /&gt;*our eyes can trick us&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA apakan&lt;br /&gt;*   HOHOHOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAAHAHAHA banar pulang&lt;br /&gt;*tapi cali babah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*babah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;*BAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHY THE FUCK DID I WRITE BABAH?!&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*IATAH TU NAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SAKIT PARUT KU EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goddamn /-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that was embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;*i was thinking of what my babah said wah tadi&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*LAIN PULANG KELUAR!&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhA BUDUHHHHHHHHHHHHH TAH BANAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH CALI EHHH! XD&lt;br /&gt;*I was like, "babah? /o.o"&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PALAU KALI KU UDAH! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keluar air mata ku!&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aku ani pun "babah? oh shit salah"&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;*this is embarrassing /O:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA! you should post it in your blog&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*or arah my blog if you want me to&lt;br /&gt;*HAAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha mana saja eh&lt;br /&gt;*gila ku udah&lt;br /&gt;*i've updated my blog sal our conversation about the marks tadi&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAA! aku baru kan updating ni HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*now you've something to blog about hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA yatahkan&lt;br /&gt;*jap blogging lu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bah bah&lt;br /&gt;*hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iRa; Happy Birthdayy, by (L) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA everytime you say "bah" teingat ku kan tadi AHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;      Liyana Yussof.        says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;*BABAH! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*TALUR EH&lt;br /&gt;*EMBARRASSING BAAANAARRR&lt;br /&gt;*HOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahaxlicious&lt;/span&gt; or in&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Lynnie's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;case &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ehexlicious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA babah. HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired though ♥ So one last note~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO NK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you to bits, by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥ And i hope you have an awesome and wonderful birthday ♥&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was there to make it a special one. But yeah, I hope you have a great time. Ahax.&lt;br /&gt;We shall celebrate it next timeee! TOGAAAATHUR. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;o.o I wish his family surprise him with a cake or something XD amin. tehee. and grow taller :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, goodnight everyone! HAVE A GREAT TIMEZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;p.s; I want my own laptop like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;NAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-7622346508015904124?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/7622346508015904124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=7622346508015904124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7622346508015904124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7622346508015904124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/03/babah.html' title='Babah ♥'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1899207581357729288</id><published>2010-02-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more days.</title><content type='html'>Aloha &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I don't know what I should put for my title. but yeah, 6 more days 'til &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'s birthday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (: Hehe I wish I can go celebrate it with him o.o but I don't know if I can. &lt;/span&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is coming closer, and close and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; sigh. I'm excited and nervous at the same time.  I've already bought a pencil case &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ and some pens. Which I realized that I still have some pens from last year. but oh well. New school, new things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ Now I'm waiting for my mom to bring me and buy the fabrics for the school uniform. -_- It seems like she's waiting for the Katok file, and goddamn, there is still no sign that the Katok file has arrived at my school or not. They're taking such a long time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Buzar &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hairul&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon. I came around 2 and saw Rai, by herself. I went like, "o.o" When I asked her where was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;turns out she was having a movie date with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hairul&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;-.- &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kurang asam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; kau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roam around the mall and met with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Buzar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We then search the mall to find a perfect gift for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syamim&lt;/span&gt; my dear boy who is having his birthday on the 28th :p We searched and searched. But still we couldn't find a good gift for him ): Finding a gift for a guy is a &lt;u&gt;pain in the ass.&lt;/u&gt; We can't really buy him a teddy bear or a bracelet or anything like that. That is why shopping for girls are easy. Anything that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute &lt;/span&gt;can just make a girl go "awww" unless the girl is a total tomboy :/ but either way, shopping for girls are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;way &lt;/span&gt;easier :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we surveyed (?) some stores and ended up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; we gave up and just going to write him a card. We are such generous (?) friends &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. I'm sure he wouldn't mind I guess. As long as we're there to enjoy it with him (: since it's the first time he is celebrating his birthday &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked from The Mall to SKH then moved to Jaya hypermart.&lt;br /&gt;God, my feet hurt like hell. At first I thought it was pretty normal, 'cause my &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; shoes does that to me at times, don't ask me why I keep wearing it.  We finally sat at mall's foodcourt and ate. Butter Milk Chicken from "Makcik" or something FTW! Nyamanz. AHAX. apakan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;please ah&lt;/span&gt;, aku bukan poklen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semi-poklen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maybe :p I IS DUNNO WHY, putting Z at the end of some words is very... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amusing&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went home with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and her mom was pretty excited to see my cat si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt;'s cat, that she gave it to us (: TEHEE. Her mom really miss him~ When I got home, i opened my shoes and I got this, water thingy under the skin, as you call it, "nanah"? gila ):  on my small toe. berabis tah ku bejalan tu. I need new shoes. Flat shoes. I don't have a lot of slippers or awesome sneakers. I WANT SNEAKERS and comfortable heels. Buy me one please &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ Ahax (damn, si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;firdaus &lt;/span&gt;ni punya pasal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, currently discussing with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; Mumblaaay on what to buy for him &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. MACAM MACAM DALAM &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;UTAK&lt;/span&gt; MU ANI MIZAH. HAHAHAHA. panat tah banar. XD Well, I have some things on what to give him. but I just dunno when I can go out and buy it :/ Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I think that's it. I'm running out of things to say. teheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you people &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p.s; there's nothing to p.s about. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&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/3155122415820505888-1899207581357729288?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1899207581357729288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1899207581357729288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1899207581357729288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1899207581357729288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/6-more-days.html' title='6 more days.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4895741010819967165</id><published>2010-02-24T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things goes on</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating for a while. My laziness took over me ): haha and plus, there's nothing much to blog about. Well, there were some things that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah's &lt;/span&gt;house a few days ago, on thursday. It was pretty fun (: Just the girls and I. Girls' day out. HAHA. We baked cupcakes, play&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mizah's &lt;/span&gt;pool and took some pictures. So yeah, it was a great time  ♥ I missed them and we haven't hung out for a while. Here's some pictures. I'm actually lazy to upload them here, but yeah. This blog really need a few pictures lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHpS6GxmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NOl9fCf5N00/s1600-h/180220101399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHpS6GxmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NOl9fCf5N00/s320/180220101399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482655801984610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa~ The top one spells "Jubss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHp5uE_jI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xizvp0UrKGs/s1600-h/180220101403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHp5uE_jI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xizvp0UrKGs/s320/180220101403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482666220518962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHqMqyaGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nD44ch0kOSc/s1600-h/180220101424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHqMqyaGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nD44ch0kOSc/s320/180220101424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482671306991714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joey, Rai, Mizah and Ummi. Eseh durang ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHq_XQGeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lafpxiBiXmE/s1600-h/180220101429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHq_XQGeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lafpxiBiXmE/s320/180220101429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482684915259874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ummi. ♥&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Tehee. Taken by me by my 3 megapixel phone. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHrLR5WEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9-9OM9Boa0o/s1600-h/180220101498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHrLR5WEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9-9OM9Boa0o/s320/180220101498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482688114022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and joey gave me a make-over which I love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks joey (: ♥&lt;br /&gt;It's not that clear, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and there's also Wanie. But there's not much photos of her. Sorry babe ♥ If you guys wanna see more, just go check on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000633108400#%21/album.php?aid=187620&amp;amp;id=771388992"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;photos&lt;/span&gt; on facebook&lt;/a&gt;  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Sunday, I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;'s house. It was the first time I hung out in her house ♥ TEHEE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanee &lt;/span&gt;also came (: I was greeted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynnie's &lt;/span&gt;little sister &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannan and Wanah, &lt;/span&gt;lol my dad was like smiling when he saw this. They were adorable.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt; and her mom cooked some food for us and it was hella delicious ♥ I really like the chicken a lot. I dunno why. And the honeydew sago is pretty good too. Though, the honey dew was a bit tasteless ): But nevertheless, everything was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fooled around with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynnie&lt;/span&gt;'s camera. That what happens when I see cameras, especially DLSR camera. &lt;u&gt;gatal&lt;/u&gt; my hands kan gambar. Hahaha. I want a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DLSR &lt;/span&gt;camera please ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just hung out at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;'s room, played around with the laptop and pc. Then, took pictures outside the house. I don't want to talk much about the day in detail. 'cause I'm lazy. HAHA. so yeah, here's some pics (: taken using Lynnie's camera. ('cause I haven't put in the one from my phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215407706407_1265259695_30511906_1886514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215407706407_1265259695_30511906_1886514_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEHE. DROOLING KAMU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs369.snc3/23756_1215466027865_1265259695_30512068_2699431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 310px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs369.snc3/23756_1215466027865_1265259695_30512068_2699431_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynnie's background with Wanee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215448587429_1265259695_30511967_6745119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 269px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215448587429_1265259695_30511967_6745119_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moi with the camera, Wanee with the comic and Lynnie with the pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215448467426_1265259695_30511964_5148860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 588px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs389.snc3/23756_1215448467426_1265259695_30511964_5148860_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aaaand, there you go (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is coming closer ) : ) That means I'm happy and sad at the same time. lol. I haven't buy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;any&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the school things yet. Mom and Dad aren't bringing me anywhere yet too ): haish. I haven't even had my haircut. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jubur&lt;/span&gt; tah banar eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out later though, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jubss&lt;/span&gt; yeah. Not all. But yeah. apakan. So yeah, I'm going to buy some school things at that time though. maybe :/ I hope I have fun later. I'm not really stress, but just, need to release some things. \:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope he can let it go. Although, I do know how he feels. How hurt he is when I told him that. I wish I can go back in time and change what I did. But there's nothing I can do. I've let it go and regretted what I've did and learned my lesson. I was pretty much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; and I admit I was too &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; to fall for that guy's tricks. At times, I wish I didn't tell him, but it would be even more stupid to hide it all from him. So, I'm glad that I could tell you that, but how it would have been better if told you sooner. There's nothing else I can do but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for what I did in the past :/  One thing for sure, I didn't love him as much as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. I hope we can get this pass by us and move on :/ I'm sorry, by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm getting tired. Sorry for the last emo post. mmhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights everyone ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day later, I hope I will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt; aand it's &lt;u&gt;Satu-fiftyseven a.m.&lt;/u&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=151337&amp;amp;id=540658566&amp;amp;ref=nf" onclick="'ft("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3155122415820505888-4895741010819967165?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4895741010819967165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4895741010819967165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4895741010819967165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4895741010819967165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-goes-on.html' title='Things goes on'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S4QHpS6GxmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NOl9fCf5N00/s72-c/180220101399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-57166268051677253</id><published>2010-02-18T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystewy Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT SONG IS CURRENLTLY STUCK IN MY HEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mystery&lt;/span&gt; by BE2ST (however you spell it). I've been downloading Korean songs after midnight. haha. So far, I only downloaded around &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to blog about though. I just feel like updating. So I'll just talk whatever comes out from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School's just around the corner and I haven't buy the stationery or get my uniforms ready. 'cause I don't know. I'm not really too much excited for school though. Form 6 will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;life changing&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure there will be some dramas, no doubt. I'll also be having a pretty much busy life. So yeah, I guess that's why I'm not all too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;giddy&lt;/span&gt; going back to school :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To Guest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - dude, just say your name already. o.o I want to know your name as much as you want to know his name. You're freaking me out (not really, just curious). So talk with me properly please :/ I&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; give you his name until you give me a reason and everything. I'm not being rude o.o It's just the proper thing to do. So yeah, tell me 'ayte? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt;'s house later! Baking cupcakes! WEE. I really need to get out of the house for a while. I'm so tired of doing the same routine :| Tehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;'s been bugging me about the scholarship. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lai, ada the MOE telepon kau for a scholarship? cousin mu dapat dah. si Mizah ada kana telepon?"&lt;/span&gt; -.- Haiya, I'm so tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know myself that I won't get the scholarship with only 3A's.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do, my course will be towards teaching. 'cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; got called, and the course that she can get is towards teaching. So yeah, I is don't want that :S&lt;br /&gt;and I, myself think that I'm not ready going overseas by myself. I have so much learning and independ-ing to do before going overseas XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it I guess. o.o eyeaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;John  Park&lt;/span&gt;. I wuuv you. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-57166268051677253?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/57166268051677253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=57166268051677253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/57166268051677253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/57166268051677253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/mystewy-mystery.html' title='Mystewy Mystery'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4315022014094788238</id><published>2010-02-13T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loner or popular?</title><content type='html'>Hello &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, so many things are going through my head right now. Especially my life in form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not only thinking about the subjects that I'm taking. I've been thinking about how I will treat my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some might know, I have a lot of my friends going to Katok and some of my current close friends are saying that I might not talk to them anymore or say hi to them when we're in school. But, I'm really not that kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point is that, I'm just scared that my friends will say that I'm "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ambung&lt;/span&gt;" (I don't know the translation in English) or something like that. I know I might not be able to give a 100% attention to each of them, 'cause if I do, the other person might say that I'm ambung. Though, I don't want to just say "Hi" whenever I passed by them, I want to stop and talk to that person and everything. . . . . Okay, I don't really know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I fear that I might be turning into a loner. 'cause if each of them thinks that, I certainly turn into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'll try my best to be with each and one of them. it's not that just because I don't want to be called "ambung" or turn into a loner,  it's 'cause I really don't want to lose them. I don't want to lose my best friends and such. sigh :/ Not only that, I'm scared that I might be not as close to them as before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just hurts me though, when they say that, I might not talk to them anymore 'cause I'll be having new friends. 'cause no matter how many new friends I have, I still stick to the old ones.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even if I don't terlayan pun, it usually is not on purpose. It's either I might be busy or I just don't know what to say. eh entah eh, I think I'm speaking giberrish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yes, I'm scared of what people might think -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, form 6 life might turn into hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think too much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;p.s; @_@ form 6 life hasn't started and I'm already like this.&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/3155122415820505888-4315022014094788238?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4315022014094788238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4315022014094788238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4315022014094788238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4315022014094788238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/loner-or-popular.html' title='Loner or popular?'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4610617251126427804</id><published>2010-02-10T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future.</title><content type='html'>I really should be sleeping by now. But got some things I have to do. Well, it's not important but yeah. It's nice to help people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about though. I just feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PTE Katok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; later or as the seniors called it, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE KNOCKERS&lt;/span&gt;. Genius. But yeah, I'm going to register and everything. Talk about the courses, my future. Which, of course, I don't really have an exact goal of what I want to be. My &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one big dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is to be a singer, but, yeah, I keep telling myself, it's just stupid. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this little goal though, I want to be something in business. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Something In Business&lt;/span&gt;. I just adore and worship the people with their own successful clothing line, restaurants, shops or something related to that and from that, it made me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; realize&lt;/span&gt; that I want to be as successful as them too. To have my own restaurant and have chains everywhere around the world is just so amazing to me. I don't know, I guess I have something in common with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dad.&lt;/span&gt; Who knows someday, I might own something like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Huo Ho&lt;/span&gt; and be stinking rich and plus, i like looking at those restaurants or shops that is not having that much customers and then I go thinking and complaining to myself about the wrong decorations, the wrong locations and everything. What the hell am I saying? -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I've talked about it in my blog. I guess, taking these subjects are not so bad after all. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;♥ Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥Business studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;♥Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;♥Englih AS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my old classmates are taking sciences and I feel so left out and I dunno, I'm just afraid I might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; leaving my sciences. But dad convinced me it might be hard and go for the subjects you think you can score. I want to take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E.litrature&lt;/span&gt; buuuut, I might end up being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Another subject is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psychology &lt;/span&gt;from the looks of the topics from this website, it looks so interesting and fun. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;said the papers looks hella hard @_@  so yeah, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;You guys think it's a good choice? :/&lt;/span&gt;  I fear that I'm taking the wrong courses and ended up &lt;u&gt;regretting&lt;/u&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, wish me luck for the interview and such♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again to tell you how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;p.s; thinking about the courses is so stressful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-4610617251126427804?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4610617251126427804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4610617251126427804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4610617251126427804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4610617251126427804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/future.html' title='The future.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4221572578617400696</id><published>2010-02-08T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Fresh and So awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apakan title ku ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Like my new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogskin? &lt;/span&gt;Woot woots! I worked on it last night. Damn, it was so freaking tiring. I searched some blog skins on &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com"&gt;www.blogskins.com&lt;/a&gt; and found nothing D: Finally this one was screaming at me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"HEY IRA, HEY HEY HEY, HEY IRA, PICK ME. IRA HEY"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA annoying. Pelui. For those who watched "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZN5PoW7_kdA"&gt;annoying orange&lt;/a&gt;" I'm sure you'll know what I mean. Go click that. You'll find it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amusing &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoying &lt;/span&gt;at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I found this! XD I'm still not satisfied at this skin somehow. Like, there's something missing :/ nyeh. I'll edit it again next time. I hope you all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; this :D I editted it from 3am to 5.45am -.- gila, ngaleh yaw. The original skin looks like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=315040&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I changed it to well, *points my blog* XD I dunno which one is better. But I like mine a whole lot more better.  &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure you guys heard about the results! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I GOT 8 O'S BABEYH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;heck yeah I'm happy! &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you everyone&lt;/span&gt; who congratulate (hoewever you spell it) me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; to those who passed&lt;/span&gt; with flying colours! or even so happy with their results! (y) Especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie, Mirrull, Fir, Muizz, Udin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anddd yeah, everyone who took their O'level exams XD ! Also, to my classmates of course!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jubss Cube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! congrats guys! We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;showed&lt;/span&gt; the teachers what we are made of! WOOT! (let's raid the teachers later (y))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't, don't give up now! I'm sure something good will happen in the future! I'm sure it will! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep praying and keep your hopes up&lt;/span&gt;! ;D You too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;! There's something good in your future. I'm sure of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ I hope you'll get accepted to UBD or even better scholarship! Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;English - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Maths - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Biology - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Chemistry - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Physics - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Malay -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Add Maths - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Principles of Accounts -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEHEHE. apakan. Yes I didn't expect it at all! D: But no matter what Alhamdulilah &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go. have to wake up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;early later! Which I haven't done for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;months&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now -.- CAN'T WAIT TO MEET UP MY FRIENDS AND TEACHERS! HEHEHEHEHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; bro just asked me. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you want iPod or a new guitar&lt;/span&gt;?" BOWHHH. MANASATU NI. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-4221572578617400696?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4221572578617400696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4221572578617400696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4221572578617400696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4221572578617400696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/feeling-fresh-and-so-awesome.html' title='Feeling Fresh and So awesome.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-402780753977383190</id><published>2010-02-06T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replay</title><content type='html'>OMG. I'VE BEEN TRYING TO DO IT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TENS&lt;/span&gt; OF TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT KEPT TURNING INTO AN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC PHAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, NO MORE MISTAKES AND SHITS LIKE THAT. IT IS PERFECT! :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cover of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPLAY BY IYAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; WOOT WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough capital letters XD So, i've been trying to do the cover but I kept messing it up ): Like, wrong lyrics, wrong melody, even my hair! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I recorded it like at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 am&lt;/span&gt; *points time*. Finally, the force was with me. apakan. SO, I should log off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; here you go!&lt;/span&gt; (although I did messed it up at the end, but ohh, screw it! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/329129583992"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/329129583992" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENJOY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and comment on it. Or go to my facebook and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;like it&lt;/span&gt; (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;p.s; should I make my covers on youtube too? o.o?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-402780753977383190?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/402780753977383190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=402780753977383190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/402780753977383190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/402780753977383190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/replay.html' title='Replay'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-7743731399084522073</id><published>2010-02-03T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiK ToK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOYAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were you surprised? were you? &gt;:) I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; know&lt;/span&gt; you were. HAHAHA. apakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the title, I was just listening to that song lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm back and I'm pretty much feeling a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lot better and to my very much hyper person. Thanks for the backup, advices and so on from my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt; (: You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TO readers&lt;/span&gt;; I am very sorry for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long, wordy, lengthy&lt;/span&gt; post on below &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*stares at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Ryf&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; (HAHA, nada wah :p). It was just a moment of confession and expression and I is very sorry for feeling emo for a few days. Hopefully it ends for a while. TEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't have anything to blog about. I just  felt like typing and updating. aand, there you go I updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;How many readers to I have&lt;/span&gt;? I wonder who stalks my blog everyday and without giving any comments on the cbox. Silent readers worries me. lol, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY DEAR AWESOME SILENT READERS&lt;/span&gt;, if you are there, please give me a sign. (HAHA. what the hell.) Naw,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; just text something on the cbox&lt;/span&gt;. I would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really really &lt;/span&gt;appreciate it to know that you are alive and you do exist and at least I would have the interest to update more. Thank you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO SOMEWHERE. ): God, I'm so bored at home :/ My routine every single day are,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Waking up, usually in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Freshin' up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Watch television (cerita indon HAHA, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air mata Cinta &lt;/span&gt;kali ah) + lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Watch beauty and the geek, Whose line is it anyway? and according to jim (5pm-7pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Go online on pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;watch tv again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Go online on pc again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aww, the hearts are so preeeeeetty &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I go to sleep. SERIOUSLY, THAT'S MY CURRENT DAILY ROUTINE. Gila ku ni karang cemani ani. Inda pulang gila.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Belangau saja&lt;/span&gt;. Flies come into my house and wait for me to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; ROT&lt;/span&gt; in the house. HAHA. Apakan, over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are not out yet. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I TOLD JOO PEEPAL THAT IT WILL KAM OUT IN FE-BRU-A-RY&lt;/span&gt;) Now, kneel and kiss my feet ♥ Kidding kidding. But yeah, really, I'm so tired of waiting and the anxiety (is that how you spell it or something) of what my results are going to be. I just want to get this over with. Honestly, I'm not really nervous, 'cause I'm keeping it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;. Not over confident ah O: really, I'm still worried about the 8 O's, but yeah, not nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully IF, which i hope I don't, If I don't get 8 O's I won't be terribly sad, I'll be disappointed but I'll just accept it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUUUT&lt;/span&gt; my parents are just really strict when it comes to my studies. So yeah :/ Especially when I have a smart ass sister which my parents keep comparing me with her. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;NEVERTHELESS, I LOVE YOU MY SISTER&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you read this&lt;/span&gt;). I wish they would just let it be, and stop thinking that I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/span&gt; follow the steps of my sister. Of course I'd be happy if I can get there. But I know myself, where are my directions, what I want to be (well not really), how far I can go. It may not be the same with my sister. I'm sure I can go as far as her. I wish they would just understand that :/ I wish they would accept my own potential and the brain I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the word, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF THEY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt; DO IT WHY CAN'T YOU?&lt;/span&gt;" If any one of you says that I would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;come over there&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; you to death with my foot. ♥ HAHA. Kidding...or am I? &gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, everybody has their own potential, every person can be smart, but then, it depends on their brain, some may memorize their studies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;easily&lt;/span&gt;, some might be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; slow&lt;/span&gt;, or some might not accept it in their brain at all. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Every single person is &lt;u&gt;different&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I hope my parents would realize that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokie, I'm going off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Here's something to entertain you XD It's an old lame joke picture. But it seriously amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.t-shirthumor.com/Merchant2/graphics/fullsize/skbl_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.t-shirthumor.com/Merchant2/graphics/fullsize/skbl_lg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who has a &lt;u&gt;dirty&lt;/u&gt; mind. &lt;s&gt;like me&lt;/s&gt; I'm sure you'll think differently.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it's amusing (y)&lt;br /&gt;If it's not. then...&lt;br /&gt;I'm lame :D&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Adios Amigos.&lt;/span&gt; AYAYAYAIIII~~~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apakan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-7743731399084522073?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/7743731399084522073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=7743731399084522073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7743731399084522073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7743731399084522073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/tik-tok.html' title='TiK ToK'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3834013246480948127</id><published>2010-02-02T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold. trembles. heart beats. apologies.</title><content type='html'>Everything is kind of messed up. My heart&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beats.&lt;/span&gt; My hands are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cold&lt;/span&gt;. Everywhere in my body is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trembling&lt;/span&gt;. I've been crying but the tears have stopped but I'm sure it's not enough to calm me down. I didn't expect this to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what went wrong. I was so hurt at that moment. I just felt like I wanted to finally tell how I've been feeling this whole time. How at times I felt hurt when they've done that sort of thing to me. How at times I cried in my room feeling like I'm such a bad friend. Never in my mind have crossed that they're the one who's the bad friend, they're the one that are the villains. I've never thought of that because I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm wrong, I'm scared that it was just stupid thought. That's why I pushed that to aside. I blame it on myself. I blamed that, they ignored me because I did something terrible. So like I said, I retraced my steps. What went wrong, what did I do to make them do that. Was I being a major bitch? Did I say something bad? Was I getting annoying? Did I hurt them? Was I untrustworthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of those things repeats in my head. Because, just no matter how much that person did something wrong to me, no matter how much it hurt me, I would never go as to, I will never talk or be with that person again. I have to admit, I have this habit to be liked. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not for attention&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not for spotlight&lt;/span&gt; but to have that people to like you back, to be beside you, is the best thing in the world. And tryin' to suite in and do my best to be there ( not all the time ) mostly. I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never liked to be alone&lt;/span&gt;. That is why, whenever I have a fight with someone, I'll try my best to fix it. That is why, even though sometimes it's their fault, I would blame it to myself. That is why, even people say, "just don't care anymore", I could never do that 'cause I wouldn't want to be separated from them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;. I would never give up the little moment where we had laughter and memories just because a little fight. I didn't want to be alone. I didn't want to lose a friend. I would try my hardest to get them back. But mostly i'll try my best not for me , not for them but it's for the good of us , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another habit to be in every part of invitations and gatherings with them. because, I don't like to  be left out on things. I don't like to be the person who doesn't have a memory of that joyful time ('cause I know, every events are like amazing). It feels so weird when the others tell me how fun it was, how great it was and I was not there to enjoy it. It just sometimes hurt. Especially when that person rubs it in my face. I'm sorry to say this, but how would you feel if I didn't invite to a gathering? I'm sure I'm not overreacting on that, I'm pretty sure you'd feel bummed out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's how I've been feeling&lt;/span&gt;. If it's something private. I don't mind, I don't mind if you tell me, "it's something personal between me and her". It may sting a little, but at least I would know what was going on. At least I don't have the curiosity that you hate me or something. At least it's not something that you're doing behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, it held so much pain inside me, about that group chat thing. Not only, I wasn't there, the nicknames just stabbed through me. I have to admit that it IS fine that I'm not invited. If only, they'd tell me why or if only they didn't have to write it in their names. What hurts me the most are the nicknames. I don't know why. It just hurts because i feel like it's a rub in my face, it's like, yay, it's good that i'm not there. My mind might be over-imaginative. But, that was I what I was thinking. I say, i wasn't overreacting, I know, I wasn't overreacting because I know you would feel the same way too. Some of you guys might not. But I know, some will. It might not hurt you the most, but of course it will be irritating, right? Okay, even if they were talking about me, even if it was secretive, why not doing it during I'm not there? or just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; point it out to me that they were having a group chat. I guess I just forced all my thought about the time I was being ignored, all the single days I felt so left out  into the group chat. I wasn't&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; mad about it, I was mad the fact it happened to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last post, I didn't say you guys are a horrible friend, I didn't say that I want new friends, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't say&lt;/span&gt; that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hated&lt;/span&gt; you. I was just expressing what I've been feeling. All I said was, I just felt like I wasn't treated right. The things that I've been feeling all while. If I was overreacting, I would be telling the whole world that I don't want to be with you guys anymore. No. I wasn't giving that explanation. I wasn't telling you guys that I don't appreciate you. If I did, I wouldn't be talking to you guys after that. I would say just eff off. But I didn't because no matter how much it hurts there's nothing more worse than not talking to you guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I wanted to delete that post. I wanted to say, it was stupid and I wanted to let it go. because I felt better and try to get it passed me. Again, I admit that I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; REGRETTED&lt;/span&gt; posting it. I thought that none of you would read my blog. Somehow I'm touched that you do, but it was the worst possible time. But part of me wished that you would read it, because, at least now you know how I've been feeling. Then everything would be okay, I would feel better, i would say sorry I was feeling that way and you would apologize too and that you shouldn't have treated me like that. But, it turned out to be a misunderstanding, it turned out to be a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd force on that word, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't say that you guys are overreacting, but I wish you didn't just let me go that easily. I just wish you didn't say anything bad to me at once. How &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'D WISH&lt;/span&gt;, that you would re-read it and think it first before judging on what I did write. You weren't reading between the lines. I didn't intend on hurting you guys. Like I said, I just wanted you to realize how much it made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe right now, you're rolling your eyes. Maybe, you're saying, "whatever" or even say, "it's all just a lie". Everything what I said here, is what I've been trying to tell you all along. All of these years we've had. If you think my apology and explanation isn't sincere then, I just don't know anymore. I would rather sit and talk about this, better than picking a fight.  It pains me, when I saw the statuses, that you would just let me go that easily without even talking to me. Judging me without even knowing the truth. It's like, you would just forget all the memories and the awesome time we've been through. Hating me just because of that post. Seriously, I wished you guys just talked to me instead of telling me through the place where most of our friends kow.&lt;br /&gt;When I found out about it, my hands were trembling and my mind was a complete blank.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do this on purpose, I wasn't going to pick a fight. How many times should I say this, I am just telling how I've been feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the post. I'm sorry that I should have talked about this to you in front of you guys instead of posting it in the blog, it's just 'cause I don't have the guts to do it. I'm sorry, that maybe I'm the one who's not treating you right. I'm sorry that it hurted you. Maybe it's not really my fault, but then, it's not really your fault either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this because you guys meant so much more to me. You guys made my life better and just more amazing. Without you, I wouldn't be the same hyper girl that I am. The times we've been through are the times that I've cherished the most. Nothing is worst than to lose you all. Of course we have our ups and downs and I hope this is just one of those little downs. I'm telling the truth, no matter how big of a fight we get into, I'll always have that little part of me to stick on, to not let go, to stop the fight and to tell me that not even a little fight can break us. That is how much you meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're willing to really let me go, and just not talk to me anymore, that I don't know what to do. I have to say, it is rather a foolish thing, because you're willing to stop all the memories that we're going to make and forget all the times we've been through. I know it might be hard to forget what I just said on that post, but it's even more harder to forget the good old times. and really, i don't want to cause a fight and cause trouble to our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I love you guys&lt;/span&gt;. I really do. It might be corny to say this, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i'm not complete&lt;/span&gt; without you and my life wouldn't be just the same anymore. I hope we can just let this past by. Even if it would take a while to forget. But I really hope, that we can just work it out. Just like you said, we fight a lot, but that's what best friends are, that what makes us stronger, to learn from the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a million more things to say. But the post is just getting longer and i might be rambling and get things even more confusing. Really, I want to work this out. I've explained, I've apologized, i hope it's just so much clear now. it's not that I want pityness, I just want everything to be the way it used to be. I'm sorry. It doesn't matter who's wrong or right, and it doesn't matter who's to blame. What matter is, are you just willing to give everything up just because of it? because I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p.s; I don't want things to be shattered up. I really do love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-3834013246480948127?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3834013246480948127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3834013246480948127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3834013246480948127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3834013246480948127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/02/cold-trembles-heart-beats-apologies.html' title='cold. trembles. heart beats. apologies.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6855700696717279112</id><published>2010-01-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Confident Is Sexy</title><content type='html'>YO ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is itching everywhere! Even my eyes are itchy and now my nose =_= . No i don't have chicken pox. At least I hope I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, skipping to the part which I wanted to explain *points at title*. YES. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being confident is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm seriously pissed off at some girls lately. It's just so &lt;u&gt;annoying&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You know when you search around on facebook or anywhere else and you came across this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; pretty girl and you say, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAYUMN&lt;/span&gt;, she's hot". I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a lesbo, mind you. So don't let your mind go wandering off ♥ .  Then, you check her photos of her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vaining&lt;/span&gt; around and taking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pictures of herself&lt;/span&gt;. So, you know, you give her a comment and say, "wow, you're pretty" or "you're really beautiful" or some creepy guy will say, "you're so HOT baby ;D". Then this girl will reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm...Thanks, but no, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;UGLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE FU-&lt;/span&gt; right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME ON&lt;/span&gt;. If you think you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;, then stop posting pictures of yourself. Why not just use some random wallpaper or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;some shitz&lt;/span&gt; for your profile picture. JEEZ woman, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tons of guys&lt;/span&gt; just said you're pretty. Why can't you just be proud of your awesome natural beauty and be thankful that guys drooled over you. You know, how many woman would like to have that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just THAT, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoys&lt;/span&gt; me. The fact that she post hundreds of photos of herself in facebook, vaining around and posing with  her sexy poses and everything then when someone compliments her, she goes, "what? no I'm hideous :S" just makes me go crazy! Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why the heck&lt;/span&gt; are you bothering yourself of putting the pictures in the first place? If you keep thinking yourself that you are UGLY, then you shouldn't be ANY pictures of yourself posing in some sexy ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're doing that to get more compliments and making them say, "no you're really pretty". But they way this girl that I checked who is really FCUKING amazingly pretty, she really thinks of herself as UGLY. The way she posted her statuses saying, "I hate being so fat. I'm ugly." LIKE, APAKAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FCUKING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;GET IT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if it was me, and some guy says that I'm pretty. I would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really happy&lt;/span&gt; and just say, "thank you ♥ ". or say, "I know right ;D" HAHA apakan.  Even if I think that picture is not really that good. It's really good that a guy or a girl is complimenting you. They take their time to say that to you. At least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read some magazines and I heard from some of my guy friends, they like it when girls are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CONFIDENT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of themselves. You know, when they give a girl a compliment and the girl will go, "I know I'm cute ;D". They will think it's really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;. It means the girl isn't so insecure of herself. So the guy doesn't have to go, "no you are, you really are, don't cry now" HAHAHA XD. or something like that. lol. I read this magazine and it said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"if a guy compliments you about how good you look, don't deny it,  just accept it and say "thank you ♥ " and smile. There's nothing like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a big turn off &lt;/span&gt;when a girl is very insecure of herself. He's complimenting you, appreciate it. A guy thinks that confident is very sexy on a woman. If you deny it, the guy would think he's just wasting his time and not compliment you anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if what I'm saying here make sense. but yeah. it just gets on my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; nerve&lt;/span&gt; when girls who I  envy of what she looks like, goes off saying things like she's ugly, hideous or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do think that there's some qualities in myself that I don't like, but who doesn't right? But I don't go parading around and saying that I don't like how I look like. I'm happy with what I look like. I sometimes look in the mirror and think I'm cute (vain much) HAHA. but really, There's nothing wrong with appreciating the things that God gave you ♥ &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;be thankful &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;accept who you are&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do you guys really thing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being Confident Is Sexy?&lt;/span&gt; Cbox something and tell me what you think O: (Y) or tell me, what you think about this post. I hope my post make sense. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; I abused the word ugly and compliment. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;       Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;happy for who you are &lt;/span&gt;my pretty and awesome readers. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6855700696717279112?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6855700696717279112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6855700696717279112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6855700696717279112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6855700696717279112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-confident-is-sexy.html' title='Being Confident Is Sexy'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-7614957131270246341</id><published>2010-01-25T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typo Queen</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Yes, from my title you can guess it. I'm very much a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typo Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have chatted with me before, you may notice this. Every time I chat, There will always be a typo. I dunno how, I dunno why. There &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; be a typo! So far, people has noticed it. Not only I did a typo. But every typo that I do is very very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC&lt;/span&gt;. People will laugh and go, "HAHAHAHAHA". Somehow, I don't really mind about the typo. It amuses me and the person that I chat with. So therefore, whenever there is a serious chat and I did a typo. It will always break the ice and they will laugh their heads off. Which, I like (y) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, seriously, I am the very much the typo queen! HAHA. Here's an example from tonight's chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie. &lt;/span&gt;Which is the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; typo that I have ever done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; gatal mata ku eh&lt;br /&gt; kalat tua&lt;br /&gt; *tia&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; TUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahahaha&lt;br /&gt; TUA&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; CALI JUA EH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; kalat tua&lt;br /&gt; haish&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt; nya kawan ku wah, "baik tah keyboard mu ani 5cm apart each letter atu"&lt;br /&gt; "atu lagi kau typo, inda tah ku tau  tu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAAHAHHAHA kurang asam wah kawan ku ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; tapi banar jua tu&lt;br /&gt; but make it around 10cm lah&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; ATU YA&lt;br /&gt; ada ku belari ke ujung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;biling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; tu untuk &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;mekana&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; L&lt;br /&gt; *BILIK&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; BILING&lt;br /&gt; *MENAKAN&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA sakit pipi ku eh&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BILING AND MEKANA&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64]. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OHMYGOD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iRa; Typo queen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; palui typo atu banar&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BILIK = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BILING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENAKAN = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENAKA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL DID THAT HAPPEN KAN? HAHAHAHA. Banartah. I type &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; fast! HAHAHA. but then, some people type fast and they rarely get a typo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, I was chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanie&lt;/span&gt; and we were talking about Poklens. and I wanted to say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUKLIN &lt;/span&gt;banar kau ani eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insted  I wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PULIN&lt;/span&gt; banar kau ani eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanie &lt;/span&gt;laughed like hell. AHAHAHA. I was pretty much amused by it too! (Y) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanie &lt;/span&gt;keep saying, "PULIN KAU ANI IRA. PULIN" HAHAHAHA. pelui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but either way, my typos make people happy. so it makes the world go round ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's anymore epic typos. For sure I'll post it again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; Typo makes me awesome ♥  or just a &lt;u&gt;bimbo&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/3155122415820505888-7614957131270246341?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/7614957131270246341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=7614957131270246341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7614957131270246341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7614957131270246341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/typo-queen.html' title='Typo Queen'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8690386107440028220</id><published>2010-01-22T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sixth Sense</title><content type='html'>Hello readers or reader&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this post will really amaze you (: Especially to the technology freaks out there *coughs&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geeks&lt;/span&gt;coughs* I'm kidding. XD I'm into these kind of things too. It is really really amazing and I will be a one happy blogger if you read them or at least browse through them  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought the current technologies that we have are already the best and like the most futuristic ever. For example, High Definition Television or touch phones, cars using electricity or hydro fuel or whatever you call it. You can video call people.  Like, yeah, if you think about it, what more can they make? How smart are the people to produce more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new futuristic inventions&lt;/span&gt; of technologies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . I don't think I'm making any sense. If you get me, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, I'll just get to the main part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you wish you can bring your computer everywhere? -- oh wait there's already a laptop-- Shit, I suck at explaining -- anyway, I'll start all over.&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes you wish that you can google things without trying to take out your phone or check in your laptop? How you wish that you can just point at the book or the item and there will be a screen telling what is the book about and what is the rate and all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even, when you feel like you want to take a picture but then you didn't bring your camera? so why not simply using your fingers and make the "rectangular" pose with your fingers and instantly you'll take a picture of the view.&lt;br /&gt;Or when a person comes up to you and a screen would come out and tell all about that person for example, he is a student or a geek or a college graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing and simple would that be? and you might say to me, "Fuck, that is not possible. You is very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;crazeyh&lt;/span&gt; woman. I tell you &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazeyh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a &lt;/span&gt; PhD student invented a technology that made it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL &lt;/span&gt;possible. His name is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pranav Mistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://im.in.com/connect/images/profile/nov2009/Pranav_Mistry_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 360px;" src="http://im.in.com/connect/images/profile/nov2009/Pranav_Mistry_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and he created this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; gadget called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sixth Sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It might sound like the movie but well it's not. It's kinda referring to the senses that you have.  hear, smell, touch, taste and see. Humans have only 5 senses. Therefore this new invention is referring to your new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sixth Sense&lt;/span&gt;. Get it? I hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my explaining skill is getting any better. So I just let you watch this from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His indian accent is kind of strong. So, I hope you can hear it. The beginning you will be like, "WHAT THE F- is he talking about?!" but after a while, you'll get through it. Please watch it. I beg you. *kneel and grabs your leg*. i DO NOT care if it's 10+minutes! Seriously, it's worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzKmGTVmqJs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzKmGTVmqJs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uS7RaWUQbM4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uS7RaWUQbM4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for it to load. Here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thinkpore.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/sixthsense02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://thinkpore.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/sixthsense02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how the sixth sense looks like&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://www.pranavmistry.com/projects/sixthsense/images/full/sixthsense09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.pranavmistry.com/projects/sixthsense/images/full/sixthsense09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By projecting the screen on the newspaper it can find the current event on youtube and you can see the news.&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://api.ning.com/files/PSRKSj8UdV759m5w29BkETjy*I0lJavAs7VIrK7RfD6e7cF1xPyVzjNHtwukGajUioC6MtEztLSdYyZwnV-cHqQQbHW2psjQ/621127031.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/PSRKSj8UdV759m5w29BkETjy*I0lJavAs7VIrK7RfD6e7cF1xPyVzjNHtwukGajUioC6MtEztLSdYyZwnV-cHqQQbHW2psjQ/621127031.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just use your fingers to make that shape and you can take a picture just by doing it like that&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://techpp.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/6th-sense-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 345px;" src="http://techpp.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/6th-sense-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why need a real watch when you can project it to your hand? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pranavmistry.com/projects/sixthsense/images/full/sixthsense08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 361px;" src="http://www.pranavmistry.com/projects/sixthsense/images/full/sixthsense08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Project the screen to your hand! and you can press it and call someone like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt; THAT IS?! If you are not amazed, you is very much retarded (: HAHA, kidding. But yeah, it really should amaze you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really an amazing way to improve the technology. Not only, it will finally make you stop sitting in front of the computer 24/7, it can really set up to a much better and healthier lifestyle. Where you can go out and use it anywhere. (Y) PUCK yeah it is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretty sure if it's out for sale already and such. It is affordable around $300+. Dollars mind you. But still, I salute to that man (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if your youtube is lagged, this is another video by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pattie Maes&lt;/span&gt; (the inventor's teacher and she also help out on the invention) explaining it. It's pretty much the same as the one in youtube, just not the inventor explaining it. Oooh, there's subtitle! i just realized that. Sorry, no malay subtitle lol. (the youtube one has more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;detail &lt;/span&gt;though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--copy and paste--&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/PattieMaes_2009-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/PattieMaes-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=481&amp;amp;introDuration=16500&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=2000&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=pattie_maes_demos_the_sixth_sense;year=2009;theme=what_s_next_in_tech;event=TED2009;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/PattieMaes_2009-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/PattieMaes-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=481&amp;amp;introDuration=16500&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=2000&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=pattie_maes_demos_the_sixth_sense;year=2009;theme=what_s_next_in_tech;event=TED2009;" height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go. I hope this is an interesting post (: I just felt like sharing it with you all &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who read everything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the crappy explanation! so enjoy the videos :D and be &lt;u&gt;AMAZED &lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p,s; Thank you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://obliviousonlooker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for the info about this (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-8690386107440028220?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8690386107440028220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8690386107440028220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8690386107440028220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8690386107440028220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/sixth-sense.html' title='The Sixth Sense'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1921377042484584640</id><published>2010-01-21T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School?</title><content type='html'>Hi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys like my new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;title &lt;/span&gt;on top? I just feel like putting a little bit of me on the blog layout &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥'cause I'm just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Awesome&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, nothing much to update really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun last week. I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miggy &lt;/span&gt;and of course &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;on saturday (16.01.2010) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;That day was really special (: not only it was my first 'date' or hangout :p with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;t was my first date with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK. &lt;/span&gt;So yes, it was very special indeed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ Although, I'm not going to tell you what happened. I'll just let your imagination run &lt;u&gt;wild&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm really pissed off at DST and Bmobile thing. Well, especially DST. Why every one page text costs $0.15 to message a bmobile user? Fuck that. Seriously. I don't get it. Not only that, calling a bmobile user makes your credit come out like water coming out from a pipe. DST is such a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Okay okay, I guess it's good now that they're taking $0.05 when you message another DST user. But still, Bmobile doesn't charge people $0.15 to message a DST user. Now I'm just rambling about phone companies. Haha. It's just getting on my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nerves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping to another topic. Results. Yes, O'level results. No no, it hasn't come out yet. So, put your eyes back into your sockets. Some rumors going on that it will come out on 25th January. (rumors travel fast) hahaha. But I doubt that it will come out on the 25th. Cambridge paper results (or something) are &lt;u&gt;releasing&lt;/u&gt; it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in Brunei on the 25th. Yes, it's just releasing. There's more to it. Before it can be released to the schools The MOE or His Royal Highness will have to check and sign and more. More or so, results will certainly be out in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February. &lt;/span&gt;If I'm wrong, you can laugh infront of my face. . . . .  Okay, don't do that. If I'm wrong then I'm wrong. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; about school? To tell you the truth, like any other students would say, "I just can't wait to see my friends and get out of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; routine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;study&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Just like any other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SANE &lt;/span&gt;student would say, "NO". I'm so not ready to study, especially when I still don't know what subjects I'm going to take. Sigh. Maybe everything will be clearer when the results come out. Which I hope you don't for a few more weeks ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt;. THERE'S BIG &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;COCKCROACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IN THE FRIGGIN COMPUTER ROOM. I think it's holding me as a hostage. Prisoning me in the room. It's on the door how can I get out no--- oh wait-- nevermind, it's on the wall now. HAHA. DAMN, It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really should go off now, &lt;u&gt;before&lt;/u&gt; it attacks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm abusing the &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; 'cause I just figured out how to use it in the blog. HAHA. I'm a noob. but an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; SHIT IT'S COMING CLOSER. BYE&lt;br /&gt;&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/3155122415820505888-1921377042484584640?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1921377042484584640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1921377042484584640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1921377042484584640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1921377042484584640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/school.html' title='School?'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1269483673252063789</id><published>2010-01-16T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining</title><content type='html'>Hello my pretty readers &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining for 3 days now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;claims that it's my birthday's fault that it won't stop raining. Haha, damn you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah. &lt;/span&gt;But it is true though, ever since my birthday, the rain just won't stop coming down. It has been fucking cold for 3 days and I haven't seen the sun for a while now. As much as I love the rain, I do miss seeing the big blue sky on top of my head everytime I go out of the house and not only that, I miss the sun shining down which brightens the colours of the houses and trees ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining about the rain though. I love the rain. I rather have rain better than the hot blazing sun. &lt;/span&gt;But then, it's no fun when your hands turns numb and get out from the shower with my teeth chattering &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or something)&lt;/span&gt; away (especially if you don't have a heater).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish the rain would come down, like three times a week or something, better than 3 days in a row. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then come again, the cold is a great excuse to hug or cuddling up to someone&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; or holding his/her hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;. Hahaha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a "date" later with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK. &lt;/span&gt;This is going to be so awesome. My heart is beating just thinking about it. I hope everything will go smooth later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; my hands are totally numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1269483673252063789?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1269483673252063789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1269483673252063789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1269483673252063789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1269483673252063789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/raining.html' title='Raining'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3005242619766013819</id><published>2010-01-15T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sixteen is definately sweet.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys (: sorry for not updating. 'cause the last few days before my birthday was kind of an emo moment for me. HAHA. which after that turn out to be so freaking amazing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, on the 13th January was my birthday! :D for those who remembered it. I give you my love. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt; wanted to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TABAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me for being so emo. She was going like this, "stop being emo or I will tabak you for sure" HAHA. But then what to do. I was seriously emo. The reason why was 'cause I had a bad feeling about my birthday. I keep thinking that it would turn out seriously bad. The plans that I wanted didn't work out or like less than 10 people would come to my party. So, the negativity raided my brain. It seriously overcontrolled the positive side. But nevertheless, even when I was emo, I always cheered up due to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrull's &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie's &lt;/span&gt;recording sessions. HAHA. Which was really amazing (: and also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;cheered me up saying that everything would be fine. But still, after that I kept feeling emo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then A day before my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling very excited actually. I was like, "HOLY YAY. It's my birthday tomorrow (:" everything was going well, I stopped being emo and such. But, when night came. Everything went downhill. Not only that my best friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;was not coming to my party, I had a big fight with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;which lead me to tears. I promised &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie  &lt;/span&gt;that I would be emo during that night before my birthday, but, I just couldn't hold it. I even cried in my room. Haha (damn emo moments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock finally stroke 12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hell yeah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;was the first one to greet me on Facebook, MSN and Twitter. So be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of yourself babe (: I really appreciate it! I settled things with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; but, it wasn't the special greet that I was waiting from him :/ not only THAT made my mood down. My besties &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUBSS&lt;/span&gt; didn't effing greet me. How &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISSED&lt;/span&gt; was I at that moment. HAHA. but nevertheless (why do I keep using this word), the greetings from other friends and family really cheered me up (: Especially the chats with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrull and Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;(I love you both).&lt;br /&gt;At night, I tried to sleep in peace. But, The fight I had with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;kept popping up in my mind. Sigh. It was really bitter at that time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, my birthday arrived. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;woke me up in the morning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra &lt;/span&gt;was the first guest to come. (semangat ia ah, she came around 10.30am, pelui, pakai pajamas lagi ku masih tu HAHA). My dad set things ready and everything while I take a shower (it was my birthday, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt; said, "birthday girl doesn't do anything, she orders people around HOHO).&lt;br /&gt;After 11, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hairul &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syamim &lt;/span&gt;came, followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuffy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lutfi, &lt;/span&gt;Rai, Dyla, Muaz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joey.&lt;/span&gt; During that time, I was pretty moody. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of them, greeted me. Not only they didn't greet me in msgs, they didn't greet me in person. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BETAPA KURANG ASAMNYA TU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;was being so weird to me when i msged him. so, my mood really went downhill in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adib, Wanie, Buzar, Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gory&lt;/span&gt; finally arrived and the BBQ thing finally started. mood was starting to lift. As I started to think like, "I don't care anymore. Everything is fine the way it is". So, my brain started working the positive side. The guys helped my dad, with BBQ-ing the chicken and sausages. I started taking pictures on that moment.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095h3cvEyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ejpGk-B3y8A/s1600-h/130120101086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095h3cvEyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ejpGk-B3y8A/s320/130120101086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426689698731856674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Rajin the guys ani eh. &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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095g_5DWCI/AAAAAAAAANs/x60FI_xt5xI/s1600-h/130120101095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095g_5DWCI/AAAAAAAAANs/x60FI_xt5xI/s320/130120101095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426689683818240034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lutfi, Me, Gyra and Joey&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095fzQqLnI/AAAAAAAAANk/quWnuE5leS0/s1600-h/130120101085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095fzQqLnI/AAAAAAAAANk/quWnuE5leS0/s320/130120101085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426689663247724146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ARE YOU HUNGRAY? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095eoIzTRI/AAAAAAAAANc/ouNL7kedjUI/s1600-h/130120101084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095eoIzTRI/AAAAAAAAANc/ouNL7kedjUI/s320/130120101084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426689643082108178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Durang yang OSUM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the BBQ finished. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EATING TIEM&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hairu&lt;/span&gt;l and the guys were starting to get hungry. But before everyone could eat. Dad surprised me with a cake! (of course there would be cake d'uh). They all sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY and I was totally cheered up (: it was so weird at that moment that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there. I was like, "MANA SI &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WANY&lt;/span&gt; ani?!" HAHA. Mental lagi tu. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; said ia ke jamban. So I went, "OH". So, my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dad&lt;/span&gt; read the al-fatihah and everything. After I blew the candles. They sang the Happy birthday song AGAIN!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt;, came out from the other living room, I turned around, and saw that another cake was coming towards me. HAHA. it was a cake from them. At first i thought it was Dyla who brought the cake. Rupanya, it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIZAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I was really freaked out! HAHA, I screamed, "OMG! SI&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MIZAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; JUA NI!!!" HAHAHA. That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make that scene short. I was so happy and yes, I was really surprised. Here; pics (:&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098mk5EnMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0ng_cHIOO-c/s1600-h/130120101117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098mk5EnMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0ng_cHIOO-c/s320/130120101117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426693078184664258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098mVnT4AI/AAAAAAAAAOE/lgI3fMK5V_g/s1600-h/130120101115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098mVnT4AI/AAAAAAAAAOE/lgI3fMK5V_g/s320/130120101115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426693074083635202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUBSS&lt;/span&gt; bought (:&lt;br /&gt;it says to Ira, Ummi and Alex. But unfortunately, Future birthday alex and ummi didn't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098lhMYS8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/x4xM4lkMeyc/s1600-h/130120101113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S098lhMYS8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/x4xM4lkMeyc/s320/130120101113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426693060012035010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cake especially from Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything was staring to be so so amazing! I smiled and laughed so hard with them :') but the surprised didn't stopped there!! :D HEHE. The most best surprise just getting started ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; told me that, they were going out for a moment to buy some things for the party and get some cds for the clubbing that I wanted. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was 4pm I think they finally arrived. During at that moment, I was playing guitar with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muaz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lutfi. &lt;/span&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt; came whispering &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muaz&lt;/span&gt; in the ear. I was like, uhhh, okay? I was expecting something else might come O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the main door of the living room open and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;were like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"IRAA!! KAMI ADA SURPRISE!"&lt;/span&gt; I came up to them. They popped the popping thingy and I looked behind them...it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was like, "HOLY MOTHER OF PEOPLE!" HAHA. I was so freaking speechless. Honestly, I kinda did expect they he would come. But, I didn't know they would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTUALLY &lt;/span&gt;do it! :'D I came up to him and gently pushed his sholder! I shyly said, "aii, jahat" Hahaha. (if you guys wanna know, it was my first time meeting him :p). he was freaking shy!! BUT SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; and the others were grinning sinister-ing (whatever you call it) to me XD gawd~ I was so speechless and so shy infront of him. EEEP. (girly moment warning) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURE OF ME AND HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S0-AqA9hGyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AkyASNYBoBE/s1600-h/130120101132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S0-AqA9hGyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AkyASNYBoBE/s320/130120101132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426697535305620258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE LOOK OH SO CUTE &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S0-AqsDtWbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/COadUhbwKDo/s320/130120101156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426697546874313138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TEHEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after all, they had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;michevious &lt;/span&gt;(however you spell it) all along!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai &lt;/span&gt;asked EVERYONE not to greet me on midnight. Not only that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;behind my back D: HAHA. They had an amazing plan all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;went home (d'awww). I PUMPED UP THE VOLUME on my RADIO and we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKING DANCE ALL NIGHT LONGGGGGG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It wasn't the clubbing like in BGIC HEHE. but it was hella awesome. XD Tazrin came at the last minute LOL.  I'm shorting things out 'cause it's almost 5 am. To end my post, I'm going to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH TO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUBSS CUBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ESPECIALLY TO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIZ MUMBLE, RAIHANA, WANIE AND NK&lt;/span&gt;. FOR PLANNING OUT THIS AMAZING BIRTHDAY THAT I WILL NEVER EVER FORGET. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CREDIT YOU WASTED FOR ME &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAI.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA :p &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS TO DEATH&lt;/span&gt;. EVERY SINGLE MOMENT WITH YOU ALL HAS BEEN AMAZING. YOU GUYS ARE THE MOST AMAZING FRIENDS. WITHOUT YOU MY LIFE WOULD BE DIFFERENT. WITHOUT YOU, I WON'T SMILE SO BIGHT AND I WON'T LAUGH SO LOUD. I HOPE WE WILL BE FRIENDS TIL' THE END OF TIME. SAMPAI BE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUCU CICIT &lt;/span&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND I WILL ALWAYS ALWAYS LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; pictures will be uploaded in my facebook. go check it out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s.s; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK, I love you by.&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/3155122415820505888-3005242619766013819?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3005242619766013819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3005242619766013819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3005242619766013819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3005242619766013819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet-sixteen-is-definately-sweet.html' title='Sweet sixteen is definately sweet.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/S095h3cvEyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ejpGk-B3y8A/s72-c/130120101086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3870357053162772015</id><published>2010-01-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone (: sorry for not updating for a while :/ I have just been busy (chyeah right) and didn't actually feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the FEEL to update so that I can... update. (wth am I talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone~ it's been like 8 days HAHA. SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna ask me~ my new year's eve sucked! I cried the whole night (pms problem and loner problem) and I dunno I just feel like crap :x but thanks to NK and Lynnie and a lot more of my friends. I felt better. I guess it just kind of suck starting the new year at home :( and having pms. haha. But whatever it was in the past and so far the new year is pretty good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm looking forward to is my Birthday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKAZZ&lt;/span&gt; yeah it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! in like 4 more days &lt;3 TEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't why, I really have a bad feeling O: I'm having the feeling that my birthday is going to suck :/ 'cause I really wanted a big celebration with friends and cousin and my family. But nooo~ my brother is going to UK on the 12th (big whoop) , my birthday is on wednesdayy (everyone is working and got school and stuff) and I think my family is very lazy to throw me one ): so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;When Gyra asked me, what are we going to do on my birthday. Tears were starting to fall down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys are wondering like, "jeez, it's only a birthday". Well true, but, I don't know somehow it means a lot to me. 'cause my birthday wasn't really that good the past years and somehow sixteen is like a pretty big number &lt;3 and if I throw a party when I'm 17~ i feel so... old. HAHA. yeah. but I'll just have to face it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that~ I might end up a BBQ with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the jubss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;33 tehee. but, some of my friends are kinda working :/ like tazrin and syahmi. Which sucked. I want everyone to be there ): so, again, I really have a bad feeling that not everyone is going to come. ): and now typing about this is making me feel so emo. OTL. So yeah, I'll just hope everything will go smoothly :/ sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping the emo parts~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;and I invented  new words that we like to abuse; "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCKAZZ&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O SEM&lt;/span&gt;" (awesome) or as I like to call it,  "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O SIM&lt;/span&gt;". Oh yes, having a 1 month and a half holiday can seriously turn YOU into a BIMBO. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRUMBO&lt;/span&gt;. AHAHAHA. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrull&lt;/span&gt; abused the word "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWJACKZ&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckazz came from the word "F.CUZ" which is a Korean Boy band. Which lynnie accidentally pronounced it as FUCKAZZ. HAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SEM came from the word Awesome, which Lynnie's brother, Amir, pronounced Awesome as O SEM. and I said, "Well, I call myself OSIM" HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRUMBO is BIMBO. Which lynnie said, it's a  Bruneian version of bimbo. (iakah lynnie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd RAWJACKZ is rojak. Lynnie asked Mirrull what rojak is in Malay and he answered, "RAWJACKZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEHEHEHE. WE ARE O SIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; AKU OSIM AND RAGAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-3870357053162772015?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3870357053162772015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3870357053162772015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3870357053162772015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3870357053162772015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-5572550883246335230</id><published>2009-12-31T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last day</title><content type='html'>So, it's the 31st of December. Wow, the last day of this year ): how times flies so quickly! I can still remember what I did for last year's new year's eve. Went to my cousin's house for the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man,  2009 has been a pretty good year for me. Especially the times that I had with my classmates, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Jubss&lt;/span&gt;. I love you guys from the bottom of my heart. I love the times we spent together and the joy and laughter we shared. ): I miss you guys to death. Sorry for the hang outs that kept canceling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I met new friends. Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie, Mirrull, Fir &lt;/span&gt;and a lot more (: I love talking with you guys! and your craziness!  TEHEHE. You guys always filled my days with laughter! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new experience like BGIC! more better at the guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me. 2008 is much more better year for me somehow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Jubss&lt;/span&gt; was much more closer and we had a lot more better times.&lt;br /&gt;2009 I had a lot of heartbreaking moments. Especially in my love life area. it was pretty shitty if you want to know. Which makes me cry a whole lot during the first early few and middle months. It was so crappy I'll say. Not only that, O'level exams were in the way. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, 2010 will be a much better year! (: I'm so looking forward for my new life in my new school! The progress with  him &lt;3! The more weight I'm going to lose! My birthday during January! and well a lot more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss 2009! and I will miss leaving my friends from my school ): I hope we can still stick together in 2010. Making new friends and dragging more into the group ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so effing can't wait for my birthday!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SWEET SIXTEEN BABEYH&lt;/span&gt;! Hopefully I can make a huge celebration that I always wanted :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy new year's eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone. I shall tell you my new resolutions for next year. Have a jolly good time with your family and friends (: I hope I'm going to celebrate new year's too!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; I think this is a lousy update O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s; Thanks for the call &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-5572550883246335230?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/5572550883246335230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=5572550883246335230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5572550883246335230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5572550883246335230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-last-day.html' title='One last day'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-850446665518586815</id><published>2009-12-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelupis, Kulapis, Wajid</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA. Some effing amusing conversation with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LYNNIE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;PALOI PALOI. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; panatttt panaaat&lt;br /&gt; masih kau inda tau apa wajid ani kah?&lt;br /&gt; http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ew0ygfS5tl4/SN0vmpYSzpI/AAAAAAAADmk/e0J64B1dqqs/s400/IMG_2149+kuih+wajid+temburong.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; OMGGG&lt;br /&gt; TAIS LIUR KU PULANG&lt;br /&gt; HHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt; kesian jua kau ani eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; YANG ATUU&lt;br /&gt; Nyaman tu yawwww&lt;br /&gt; aku mau jua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; baie&lt;br /&gt; ku cakap wajid inda kau tau&lt;br /&gt; panat tah banar&lt;br /&gt; hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA namanya inda ku tauu&lt;br /&gt; bendanya tau ku&lt;br /&gt; hhahaha macam kulapis atu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; PALUI BANAR&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt; apa lagi kulapis ani? kelupis tau ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; ehhh&lt;br /&gt; kelupis kah?&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAH&lt;br /&gt; AWU KELUPIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; padantah macam lain bunyinya&lt;br /&gt; Kulapis&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAH WHAT THE HELL IS KULAPIS?! HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt; GILA SAKIT PIPI KU EH&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt; EH KULAPIS ANI JALAN KULAPIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; JALAN JADI MAKANAN!&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; PIPI KU PUN SAKIT HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; panat tah banar&lt;br /&gt; cali ni caliii!&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; kulapis! kelupis&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; panat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA Baik di post arah blog ku ni! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; baik tah ku copy and paste this conversation&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; you do that!&lt;br /&gt; lulz!&lt;br /&gt; cali eh&lt;br /&gt; gila sakit pipi ku eh&lt;br /&gt; kepisan tah banar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*iRa*13oNe; Why am I still feeling jealous of all this? O: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA CALI CALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[c=21]Liyana Yussof[/c=64] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; epic ni&lt;br /&gt; pagi yang besejarah&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. NOW YOU KNOW HOW BAD MY MALAY IS! HAHAHAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; bowling was canceled. AGAIN! pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-850446665518586815?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/850446665518586815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=850446665518586815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/850446665518586815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/850446665518586815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/kelupis-kulapis-wajid.html' title='Kelupis, Kulapis, Wajid'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-5366629438994033441</id><published>2009-12-28T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know that I can use somebody.</title><content type='html'>Oh yes ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol apakan. Naw, I'm just really bored here. It's 3.24 and currently listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;use somebody by Paramore&lt;/span&gt;. I've been abusing it for a while now. Haha. Singing it in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kamu hairan if hujan. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no amusing msn conversations that I can share currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just stayed silent for about 5 minutes now. LOL. So I'll just talk randomly what comes in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, we're going bowling on Tuesday O: with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the jubss&lt;/span&gt; hopefully no more cancelling and everything will go smoothly and that my dad will drive us there :/ and I have to call the utama bowling person to book. I don't really that many people to come. I just wished only the jubss will come O: and hopefully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wany &lt;/span&gt;can come. May all troubles will go away that day. TEHEE. I fcuking miss you guys )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;.I miss you like seriously O: it's been a while since we have a decent and smooth conversation. Damn MSN and rains :/ and hopefully we can make the date jadi :/ sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIRZI AZIMAN&lt;/span&gt; . TEHEE. Have fun to KK yaw. I'll miss you!! :D Nada tia dangan ku cakap pasal l4d and everything ni. HEHE. I SHALL WAIT FOR MY WAPAL!! Jangan kau lupa rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10kg &lt;/span&gt;this year :D 6 kg during the current holiday! WOOT. So, one of my resolutions for this year really did got crossed out from the list. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. My mind is really blank right now. HAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; imy O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-5366629438994033441?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/5366629438994033441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=5366629438994033441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5366629438994033441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5366629438994033441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-that-i-can-use-somebody.html' title='You know that I can use somebody.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1848432352377137527</id><published>2009-12-27T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>Hello people of Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Base on the title. I just watched the 2 hour and 30 minutes show. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;AVATAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b0/Avatar-Teaser-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 442px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b0/Avatar-Teaser-Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I rate it 9/10. Amazing story line. Graphics. Sound Effects. Well, it was just really awesome. So, why not 10/10? I would have rate it 10/10 if it didn't miss the first 7 minutes part or if the sound system broke in the middle of the story, or if the translation for the Na'vi language was english (fcuk, the subtitle for the translation was Malay! WHAT THE F Right?), or there was a small black out or if the theater wasn't so cold. Btw, I was at the Empire hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's why I don't rate it 10/10. It wasn't the movie's fault. it was the Theater. Rawr. But if I pay more close attention to the story and etc. Seriously it'll be 10/10! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shorten what I'm gonna say here. It's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;UST SEE MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;. so get off your lazy asses. Book a ticket. and go watch it! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so gonna watch it again with "someone" (: To satisfy his needs and mine XD So hopefully he would agree to watch it with me :3 yippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watch it around like 11.30 with my awesome cousins O: It finished around 2+ . Gila, flat jubur lah O: Haha, but it was pretty cool. There wasn't many people and no nosy peeps (: pretty much worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we went to my cousin's kaka pijah's band performance! WOOT. First live band concert I've seen. (sad, I know) too bad the sound system wasn't so good and we couldn't really hear the voice. Not just for my Kaka pijah's performance. for all the band that did it O: Bad sound system is bad. But, oh well, overall it was pretty good lah.&lt;br /&gt;I was really intrigue (what?) at the all girls' band "the beautiful body" or something. Lame title. but they're performance was pretty good actually O: Haha they played, "Love song" by taylor swift (which my brother's wish came true, haha paloi)  and "that's what you get" by paramore. So, they were really effing good (Y) thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaroni and Cheese is good. :Q went to WYWY after that. TEHEE. then finally movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm actually pretty tired. O: so, good night peeps. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, of all names. Why avatar? Everyone is like really confuse between the cartoon avatar from nickelodeon and this movie LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; they stamped my hand O: X-pression 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1848432352377137527?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1848432352377137527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1848432352377137527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1848432352377137527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1848432352377137527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1218061469674246913</id><published>2009-12-26T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:56:04.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving.</title><content type='html'>I've moved to http://ira13one.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. go check it out (: I'm keeping this blog for the sake of the old posts. HEHE it's fun to keep them and read them in the future. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU. In the next distant future. &lt;3 (or at least the next new blog ;D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1218061469674246913?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1218061469674246913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1218061469674246913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1218061469674246913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1218061469674246913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving.html' title='Moving.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4916969746581389586</id><published>2009-12-26T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fo' Sho' it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't underestimate the power of Karma. For those who doesn't know what it is. Well, boo you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kidding XD. Ever heard of the song, "what goes around comes around" by Justin Timberlake? To explain it clearly, it's pretty much like that. If you're a lazy ass to go hear it and check the lyrics let me explain it clearly here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's nothing much to explain really, It's like;&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend or girlfriend cheated on you and you go miserable and emo. After a while, it might take a few days or it might take years, The boy/girlfriend will eventually get the same thing. S/he will get a taste of his or her own medicine ;D Got it? (I hope you do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or some friend being a bitch to you and eventually she will also get it O: It might not be the same way on what she did to you. She might probably go bankrupt or got yelled at by her mom or even failed her exam tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a rich guy is like really selfish. He's rich. But he doesn't help people, give money to charity or something. But you no need to worry, in the end, he might go bankrupt or something terrible lah O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I should stop giving examples. If you still don't understand. You're a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doodoohead&lt;/span&gt;. Hah. Doodoohead. (kidding, just tell me if you don't understand (: )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't gurantee you that karma will happen that instant. It might take days, weeks, years or even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  When people dissed you, bully you, cheated on you, rape you--or do anything bad to you, what do people say? "sabar saja tia" Yup. Be patient. 'cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;karma is a BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It can be a majorly bitch to that person. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone did rape you --- o.o you better go to the police like now.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some people might say, "what about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;revenge&lt;/span&gt;?" (some people? or is it just me? haha).&lt;br /&gt;Since I told you Karma is what goes around comes around. Since you're doing it to that person, karma will also come back to you O: 'cause what you are doing is like a bad thing. O: ugh. I really don't know how to explain it. but I hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point. Karma is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt; and it can happen to anyone even&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, a little piece of advice. Be nice. If someone does things to you. Be patient. Let Karma do the work. (Y) Ca pish? (or whatever you spell it) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. you guys might wonder. Why the effing hell am I talking about Karma?&lt;br /&gt;well, long story short 'cause it kinda happened to "someone"  who kinda made me cry (aww) . So, really, don't mess with me &gt;:3 hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; have fun to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynnie &lt;/span&gt;who is currently in KK right now (: Loner ku lagi ni. LOL. *smiling eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &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/3155122415820505888-4916969746581389586?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4916969746581389586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4916969746581389586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4916969746581389586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4916969746581389586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/karma-is-bitch.html' title='Karma is a bitch'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2534415293218316692</id><published>2009-12-25T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Chirstmas &amp; Devmeet 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; to all of those people who celebrate it :D Have a Merry, Jolly, Happy Xmas guys (: While I spend here at home doing shits. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want presents. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, for the sake of not doing anything. I really should update things about the devmeet (: (HERE'S TO YOU &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NINA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deviantART&lt;/span&gt; account. I'm sure you know. It's like a gathering of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;artists&lt;/span&gt; from dA and any artists from Brunei and also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cosplayers&lt;/span&gt; and we will have like competitions and stuff. Well mostly the gathering. Hence the name &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEV MEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gai &lt;/span&gt;picked me up early in the morning, 8.30am. Which is a really hard thing for me to do (not really, 'cause I ended up waking up at 3.30am. like shit) 'cause I haven't woken up that early since holiday started. My dad was pretty worried about a stranger picking me &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOsXxE8rEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fcF8XhBjXFc/s1600-h/20122009589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOsXxE8rEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fcF8XhBjXFc/s320/20122009589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418864300967898178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;up (for him) haha. I conviced him it was safe (Y). &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; not like he's going to rape me or an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ything--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there around 9+ and meet up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; and other staff members. (: (oh yes, I was one of the staff baybeyh). At &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anggerek Desa Hotel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was incharge with the drawing registration with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaza&lt;/span&gt;! I was pretty nervous at first. O: but everything turned out pretty good (Y) *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few cosplayers turned up early and the staffs were setting up the place. Yay pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So devmeet started around 10am. and people started coming O: I was pretty nervous explaining the contestant about the drawing competition and how it works HAHA. 'cause I just hope they did understand it. HAHA. (And well yeah they did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOvVkTsOOI/AAAAAAAAALM/pQIKv2KUm6U/s1600-h/20122009596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOvVkTsOOI/AAAAAAAAALM/pQIKv2KUm6U/s320/20122009596.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418867561715218658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After around 11. People started swarming in. There's a picture. Like bees in costumes. HAHA apakan.  It was pretty exciting though O: Adrenaline~ rushing~ in~&lt;br /&gt;and more people to explain about the drawing competition thing. (yay me). I bumped into a lot of people like my "brother", &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mathin &lt;/span&gt;and my old BGIC friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethan&lt;/span&gt;! A really weird thing to see them there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what else. It's hard to explain everything here. 'cause I didn't do much during the devmeet. Anyhoo. The cosplay competition started around 2pm or something. and there were some pretty good cosplayers actually O: I'm not gonna say much. So here's some photos of the cosplayers. (: enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOzsxiPGUI/AAAAAAAAALU/c2uKRoTYgN0/s1600-h/20122009594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOzsxiPGUI/AAAAAAAAALU/c2uKRoTYgN0/s320/20122009594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418872358449387842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztPhWa2I/AAAAAAAAALc/nJ-uPPbt84o/s1600-h/20122009595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztPhWa2I/AAAAAAAAALc/nJ-uPPbt84o/s320/20122009595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418872366498736994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztPhWa2I/AAAAAAAAALc/nJ-uPPbt84o/s1600-h/20122009595.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rai as Prince. and Zee and Muien (the mcs) as Ulala and.. some dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztRGYScI/AAAAAAAAALk/l0cNPbHxS3k/s1600-h/20122009609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztRGYScI/AAAAAAAAALk/l0cNPbHxS3k/s320/20122009609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418872366922484162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the stage games. The CARAMEL DANCING SURVIVAL! Haha&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/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztRGYScI/AAAAAAAAALk/l0cNPbHxS3k/s1600-h/20122009609.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztsD5rOI/AAAAAAAAALs/7yffJ574MGo/s1600-h/20122009670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztsD5rOI/AAAAAAAAALs/7yffJ574MGo/s320/20122009670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418872374159846626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOzuC4YZAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8s2mAA3tyjU/s1600-h/20122009677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOzuC4YZAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8s2mAA3tyjU/s320/20122009677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418872380285543426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combat as a soldier dude and Mobiuz as A FRIGGIN CUTE ROBOT BOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3XROFFbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KfXWBlxnNis/s1600-h/20122009630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3XROFFbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KfXWBlxnNis/s320/20122009630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418876387044169138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3YQWeqrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VBulEpl9rZ4/s1600-h/20122009638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3YQWeqrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VBulEpl9rZ4/s320/20122009638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418876403990833842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nami cosplaying as Misa(left) and 'bro' mathin as himself (right)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3X_MN_UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/R8VIIX39tE4/s1600-h/20122009651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3X_MN_UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/R8VIIX39tE4/s320/20122009651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418876399384395074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3XsZpjbI/AAAAAAAAAME/T7gLZw_WH4Y/s1600-h/20122009671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO3XsZpjbI/AAAAAAAAAME/T7gLZw_WH4Y/s320/20122009671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418876394340453810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muien and 2 cosplayers as Cloud and Roxas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO557lDjVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KFTJvqepYr0/s1600-h/20122009655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO557lDjVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KFTJvqepYr0/s320/20122009655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418879181553634642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56BGoTPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/A0defRhbiW0/s1600-h/20122009683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56BGoTPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/A0defRhbiW0/s320/20122009683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418879183036632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gai. &amp;amp; the drawing judging team (including me actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56Vy4N0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1134JhoN6Wo/s1600-h/20122009660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56Vy4N0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1134JhoN6Wo/s320/20122009660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418879188590933826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to fix you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56j6aCMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2JS_2StttTk/s1600-h/20122009692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO56j6aCMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2JS_2StttTk/s320/20122009692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418879192380606658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO569Y9nOI/AAAAAAAAANE/E271faABO7c/s1600-h/20122009696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO569Y9nOI/AAAAAAAAANE/E271faABO7c/s320/20122009696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418879199219653858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people watching the prize giving &amp;amp; The winner of the cosplay competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's actually more pictures. But I'm lazy right now. So yeah, overall the devmeet was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL LOT OF FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to Rai and the Staffs (Y). And I'm lazy to mention the winners and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun judging the drawing competition. It's like I'm part of the team and everything :D and pretty cool to look at everyone's drawing! WOOT. People in Brunei has amazing talents! Seriously people, Brunei isn't some low talent-less people. (: Which is why we should make the people more famous...and stuff. okay, i don't know what I'm talking here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the devmeet ended around 5. Rai took all the staff members and treated us SUSHI! at excapade! Which my stomach hates me for doing that. First timer people, first timer. Rai and the other were like, "you've never been to excapade?!" HAHA. sad. I know. The Hana set was pretty good. But still, the stomach didn't agree with me. HAHA. Here's a photo.&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/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO8yP1hybI/AAAAAAAAANU/30gU2rq5U0E/s1600-h/20122009697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzO8yP1hybI/AAAAAAAAANU/30gU2rq5U0E/s320/20122009697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418882348087364018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all be hungry.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS RAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so anyway, it's getting late (pfft). I'm sorry I didn't explain devmeet very well. I'm in the lazy mood now O: and I really don't want to explain in detail what I was doing every minute and every second. HAHA shit, that would just make you bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures made it interesting I hope O: There was more of it. But, go check my facebook if you want. Thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good night peeps. have a major jolly happy christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;btw; one thing amused me from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hirzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirzi ; sii seventiin ; acoustic                                  -nothere   says:&lt;br /&gt;entah eh&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;xmas aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;gila kali&lt;br /&gt;out ah&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;christ mas&lt;br /&gt;x mas&lt;br /&gt;jauh jua tu&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;x mas&lt;br /&gt;christ&lt;br /&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;x mas&lt;br /&gt;puklin kali wah&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAh&lt;br /&gt;santa poklen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Stop thinking about it too much. LOL. Cali kau ani. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;(he was wondering why Christmas is shorten as Xmas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; I'll sneak into your house and steal your presents. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztRGYScI/AAAAAAAAALk/l0cNPbHxS3k/s1600-h/20122009609.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOztRGYScI/AAAAAAAAALk/l0cNPbHxS3k/s1600-h/20122009609.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2534415293218316692?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2534415293218316692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2534415293218316692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2534415293218316692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2534415293218316692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chirstmas-devmeet-5.html' title='Merry Chirstmas &amp;amp; Devmeet 5'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SzOsXxE8rEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fcF8XhBjXFc/s72-c/20122009589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6289417716449350735</id><published>2009-12-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look. New style</title><content type='html'>FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am able to find a simple but awesome looking skin. Thanks to whoever you are that made this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a while to organize the things. *cracks back* haha. For those who want me to link their blog or anything. Just post something on my cbox. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say much. So, I have something to share with you guys. XD Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIR&lt;/span&gt; for showing it to me. It's effing hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtubedoubler.com/?video1=http://www.youtube.com/v/HsF_2CNV9v4&amp;amp;start1=3&amp;amp;video2=http://www.youtube.com/v/06CvUjLgK5g&amp;amp;start2=0"&gt;http://www.youtubedoubler.com/?video1=http://www.youtube.com/v/HsF_2CNV9v4&amp;amp;start1=3&amp;amp;video2=http://www.youtube.com/v/06CvUjLgK5g&amp;amp;start2=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the left side load first. After that click both to play. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. paloi lah videonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a little something from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fir&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus | says:&lt;br /&gt;eh yo!&lt;br /&gt;not here. brb. *iRa*13oNe; ;D says:&lt;br /&gt;yo~?&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus | says:&lt;br /&gt;baru ku sadarrrrrrr something&lt;br /&gt;not here. brb. *iRa*13oNe; ;D says:&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus | says:&lt;br /&gt;kalau air sajuk ani...sajuk yooo hahahaha apakannnnn hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;apakannnnnn&lt;br /&gt;not here. brb. *iRa*13oNe; ;D says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talor kau fir. FFgasm &lt;3 HAHAHA. Paloi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling plans for tomorrow is cancelled. Ah. Like always. HAHA. But we're changing it to Tuesday. Hopefully everything will be good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and those who are celebrating Xmas. Merry Christmas Eve? Give me presents! and have a wonderful time with your family and friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; NK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6289417716449350735?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6289417716449350735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6289417716449350735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6289417716449350735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6289417716449350735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-look-new-style.html' title='New look. New style'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1356743368261962067</id><published>2009-12-24T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I want? LOL</title><content type='html'>I can't find a decent looking blog skin. Ah. Screw it. I'll try to find it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:41 am and I have nothing to right now. Chatting with Nir right now. lol. The conversation is seriously getting interesting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long will THIS blog last? 'cause my interest in things dies fast! lol. For example my drawing interest. Currently, it's seriously dying. I tried to draw after the devmeet. 'cause looking at the contestants drawing and colouring made me feel the urge to draw. When I got back home. I tried to draw again and HAHA&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EPIC PHAILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I got so stressed on making the figures and face right. Well, sue me. I haven't draw seriously in like almost a year now. My drawing skillz is dying! NOOO. but, I don't know, if I have the time, I'll try to make it possible again. 'cause I really miss my deviantART and my passion for drawing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current thing that I'm most passionate about is of course my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME GUITAR&lt;/span&gt;. Ever since I learned how to play using tabs, (big special thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIRZI AZIMAN&lt;/span&gt;). I got addicted on trying on almost of the songs  I know! haha. So far, I'm trying out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Use somebody - paramore version&lt;/span&gt; and i can play&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love bug by Jonas brothers&lt;/span&gt;. WOHOO. But nyeh, it's still not perfect :/ But FO SHO, I will post it on Facebook after I finally got it right. I still feel a noob on the guitar ): Man, I want to be awesome on the guitar so bad. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm rambling now. What else. I so effing want a DLSR camera something and and SNEAKERS. BAYBEYH. Someone buy it for me please (: haha. I'm still waiting for my dad to take me to buy contact lens and he keeps giving me an excuse like, "you don't even use your glasses, so why a contact lens?" or "contact lens can hurt your eyes. are you sure you know how to use it?" HAHA. like what the hell. Cali lah. but oh well, I still need contact lens! 'cause I really hate wearing glasses and wear them when I go out. My PRETTY EYES are not noticable! HAHA WTH. Joking. or am i now? *creepy face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough about these things. I'll update some activites during the devmeet later (tomorrow) haha. Especially for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nina &lt;/span&gt;TEHEE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night guys. Sleep tight. currently it's 3:04am (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s; I SO WANT A CAMERA, NEW SNEAKERS AND CONTACT LENS. RAWR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1356743368261962067?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1356743368261962067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1356743368261962067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1356743368261962067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1356743368261962067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-i-want-lol.html' title='What do I want? LOL'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-7492579782119968536</id><published>2009-12-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:44:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's iRa babeyh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So screw my other old post in my other old blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I really want a fresh new start for my blog. So yeah. There you go peeps. It's BLACK. The colour of darkness. Mmmm~ darkness. HAHA. apakan.&lt;br /&gt;I'll find some new template of course. 'cause currently I'm lazy right now and a little bit not in the mood :/ So many things happened today. So i feel rather shitty after that. and fuck, now the uploader in facebook is having a problem. failed to upload. Ah, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to my friends for making me feel better. HAHA. Well, they say more bitchier things than me. but damn, that made me feel good. makes me feel like I'm not alone. okay, emo. HAHA. But yeah really, thanks guys. Seriously, that girl can go fuck herself. She has no life. Even if she wants to dis me on her blog. She shouldn't have said my name. Immature bitch. I'm sure your boyfriend has a miserable life. Not having friends. Maybe, you have a sad life, not to have guy friends. HA. Yeah, what ef. What pisses me off is not only because she dissed me on her blog. She also said a lot of things about my school. She and her low life immature friend. You guys seriously have no rights saying things about the students of my school if you don't really go there. Go be a bitch if you want. I can fucking tell the whole school and kick you and your friend's stupid asses. Oh, just screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I is very sorry for the colourful happy words that I just gave you guys. It felt oh so good and cursing is fun :D Seriously it does. So, you guys better watch out for the upcoming curses for my future posts. Anyway, another great thing about a blog is that you can release all your stress here. IT MAKES ME HAPPY. HAHA. The world is bright again. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things are kind of a mess currently. But I'll be fine. I'll update more things soon when I actually have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and holiday is pretty okay so far. I didn't go overseas (sucks) but it's great to hang out with my friends :D I love you JUBSS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, that's all for now. I'll try to clean up the blog and add some links and find some new layouts. YAY. See you guys. I'll see you when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LYNNIE &lt;/span&gt;if you read this; I just wanna say, I fcuking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you man ): I know you're having some down moods currently. But I hope you feel better soon. 'cause there's so many things to talk about and I miss having our late night chats. I've been a loner for a while now. HAHA. and well yeah, I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;. if there's something bothering you, you should tell me O: so anyway, I hope we can talk soon )': I love you babe :3 TEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; facebook's upload is seriously being a bitch.&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/3155122415820505888-7492579782119968536?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/7492579782119968536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=7492579782119968536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7492579782119968536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/7492579782119968536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-ira-babeyh.html' title='It&amp;#39;s iRa babeyh!'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6843443083080769770</id><published>2009-12-23T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:29:54.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ira is back from the grave :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY. I've been dead since like what? January? HAHA. I know. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure some of you guys are like pissed off right now and I think I lost some of my readers. I'm sorry ): I'm thinking of making a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;Should I?&lt;br /&gt;But I feel bad leaving this blog though and all of my old posts. It should bring some back good memories when I read it. HAHA. But then, it's kinda messy and I feel like having a fresh start for a blog. 'cause it feels like there's a lot of spider web here or something. HAHAHA. apakan.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, another reason I don't want to make a new blog is, I love the current name.&lt;br /&gt;It matches with all of my websites html like facebook, twitter and deviantART.&lt;br /&gt;But there will be a 70% chance that I'm going to make a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;with a name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ira13one&lt;/span&gt; I guess.&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS. BUT OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I don't want to talk much here for now. I just feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;So, yes.&lt;br /&gt;See you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great to blog again by the way :D&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/3155122415820505888-6843443083080769770?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6843443083080769770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6843443083080769770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6843443083080769770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6843443083080769770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/12/ira-is-back-from-grave-d.html' title='ira is back from the grave :D'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6091332769225501041</id><published>2009-01-01T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:30:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go of 2008 and welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha is my title lame? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009 EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ahaha, yeah, I wasn't actually ready to welcome 2009 'cause I wasn't ready to let go of 2008 yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So many happy and excited things happened and I didn't want to let it go. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But haha, it's not like I can stop the time like Hiro Nakamura. I guess, I just have to accept it and make new memories for this year :D and make the last year suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2008 was a great year and my friends made it more awesome. I love you guys so much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My jubss and panats friends make the year so amazing and it will be the year I will cherish and remember always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, enough of this corny things. I just got back from my cousins and it wasn't the greatest new year party ever~ but, the fireworks were totally awesome and hell yeah, bbqed chicken. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I guess the party didn't really matter, I'm just glad to spend my new year's with my family and cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have pictures of the fireworks but I haven't put it in the computer. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So like, resos? haha, I'm sure everyone has their resolutions by now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and I will make mine right here. I will write every single thing that i can think of. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so here we go~ first things first~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Lose about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;10 kgs or more&lt;br /&gt;* Get an A for all subjects. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;* Get 8 O's for o levels. (try to get at least 5 A's)&lt;br /&gt;* Practise drawing more&lt;br /&gt;* Change the way how I look&lt;br /&gt;* Read more story books&lt;br /&gt;* Write a story WITH ENDINGS lol&lt;br /&gt;* Be more sociable&lt;br /&gt;* Not afraid to talk in front a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;* Clean room and stay it clean&lt;br /&gt;* Confess to some dude. lol&lt;br /&gt;* Be more attentive in class&lt;br /&gt;* Always listen to my teacher (oh crap, ms lim) lol&lt;br /&gt;* Do all of my homework&lt;br /&gt;* Study everyday for at least 1 hour lol&lt;br /&gt;* Try to get at least 70+ for A.Maths&lt;br /&gt;* TRY TO UNDERSTAND EFFING A.MATHS&lt;br /&gt;* get position 1 in class (LOL amin)&lt;br /&gt;* Practise guitar and piano a lot more&lt;br /&gt;* Easily get along with others.&lt;br /&gt;* Sleep more early *cough*&lt;br /&gt;* Be more organize (especially on school things)&lt;br /&gt;* ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok, that's all that I can think about for now.&lt;br /&gt;if there's more, I'll put it here.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm not promising you guys that I will complete all of these. Maybe I can get half of them.&lt;br /&gt;But I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is.&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of things to do. But, I will TRY some of them I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best guys. Please!! XD&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys will fulfill your resolutions too~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really serious about losing weight and with my school works. So, don't hope too much that I will update my blog that more often haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put my resos in the right column thingy. XDD if there's more, I'll add there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3 am. SO, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love ; *iRa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6091332769225501041?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6091332769225501041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6091332769225501041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6091332769225501041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6091332769225501041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-go-of-2008-and-welcome-2009.html' title='Let go of 2008 and welcome 2009'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-728021583545283895</id><published>2008-12-31T02:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:04:57.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devmeet 4 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah people, the time finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA What the hell. lol&lt;br /&gt;*the movie was not that good btw*&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEVMEET 4&lt;/span&gt;"!! The time I've been waiting for nervously! lol.&lt;br /&gt;When I came there, I wasn't really nervous as I thought I would be. Of course I was shaking at first but in the end it went good =D&lt;br /&gt;I came in and saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gai &lt;/span&gt;and some dudes sitting as I enter the front door. A lot of people actually came early. Some of them already dressed up as the characters they were cosplaying.&lt;br /&gt;People were joining the drawing contest but I decided not to join 'cause chances of me winning was really low? lol. Yeah, I have no confidence in myself. But it's true, no? I'm not that good at drawing.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi, Rai &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kai oniichan &lt;/span&gt;for a while, while waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina &lt;/span&gt;to come. I'm so glad i wasn't nervous and shy around them *which I used to be*. Helped &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai &lt;/span&gt;with his portfolio and stuff. Took some pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxqnQInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6RmeTsUJpjc/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28753%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxqnQInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6RmeTsUJpjc/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28753%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285660011715895922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, panda and pochii!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxnGenLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oB1khvodq9k/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28750%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxnGenLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oB1khvodq9k/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28750%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285660010773126322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sad nina and ira LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxd9yn-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2XM_yb8jkag/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28748%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxd9yn-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2XM_yb8jkag/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28748%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285660008320770018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dudes and the duddettes in the devmeet lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxav9VEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_9M3E1Io7Lk/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28747%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxav9VEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_9M3E1Io7Lk/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28747%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285660007457444930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina with wolfie puppet lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping some details here. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;wanted to buy some water and invite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nina, jimmeh &lt;/span&gt;and I. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jimmeh &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina &lt;/span&gt;started to race down using the stairs. While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;and I used the lift. LOL. It was hilarious. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;started pushing the button "G", the red lights that was blinking the numbers stopped at the 3rd floor and we were screaming like 'NOO!' LOLOL. Then stopped when an adult man came in. It was awkward silence but we were like grinning.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the group floor, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jimmeh &lt;/span&gt;came first D: lol. People were staring at us, turns out, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;was still wearing her angelwings headband. LOL&lt;br /&gt;After that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina and jim &lt;/span&gt;started to run upstairs as usual. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi and I &lt;/span&gt;wanted to use the lift, but this dude was carrying a lot of stuff and decided to use the stairs *which was not a good thing to do people* lol. A family stared at us like we were crazy. lol. Just after 3 floors our legs started to hurt. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges were judging the drawings and cosplayers went inside the hall to talk about cosplaying stuff and the others? Just walking around in the other room. LOL. Yeah, I was pretty bored at that time lol. I walked and walked bringing the bunny with me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. BUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp2BMpIQFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/u-pxE9guJX0/s1600-h/n590420047_5046764_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp2BMpIQFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/u-pxE9guJX0/s320/n590420047_5046764_1599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285666875618377810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA. I KIDNAPPED IT!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuna &lt;/span&gt;pinched me twice D: &lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fishie. &lt;/span&gt;Lol, my wish has been fulfilled *cross list* LOL. After the judges were done judging. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;and I went downstairs to eat lunch. Some cosplayers went too and yes of course, people were staring. lol especially this one dude, crept me out. D: He kept staring. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Azi and I ordered butter milk chicken, the dry one. But instead they gave us the non-dry one. I thought the food was okay, but still it taste bitter D: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi &lt;/span&gt;thought it was s***? LOLOL. that was $4.50 that we can't never get it back lol. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the cosplaying thing began~ they had to act out their characters in a.. weird way that i don't really understand lol&lt;br /&gt;so anywayy~ PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5S2IZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BOOzAg8AqM8/s1600-h/DSC05335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5S2IZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BOOzAg8AqM8/s320/DSC05335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670477348075282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5SrtxOYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3PoUQudvcjE/s1600-h/DSC05339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5SrtxOYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3PoUQudvcjE/s320/DSC05339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670474551998850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5SGzDVuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B6JSqnaNZS8/s1600-h/DSC05325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5SGzDVuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B6JSqnaNZS8/s320/DSC05325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670464642045666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5Rw9lUEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ITzyWZZ8gSE/s1600-h/DSC05326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp5Rw9lUEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ITzyWZZ8gSE/s320/DSC05326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670458780635202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS DUDEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6FzJm55I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q8p_wmgK6po/s1600-h/n590420047_5046777_4584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6FzJm55I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q8p_wmgK6po/s320/n590420047_5046777_4584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285671352721139602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, this dude is cosplaying as the alarmed army in metal gear solid~ xD&lt;br /&gt;and and, I luub u too&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; azi&lt;/span&gt;~ LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm tired of explaining the rest~ mosre pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6_bQ5LnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FH2_ZwXg6MU/s1600-h/n590420047_5046785_6748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6_bQ5LnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FH2_ZwXg6MU/s320/n590420047_5046785_6748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672342741659250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6_GiKhiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/INaU0pbt-rE/s1600-h/n590420047_5046778_4842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6_GiKhiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/INaU0pbt-rE/s320/n590420047_5046778_4842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672337176954402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and MUIENNN!!! *SPITS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-xcbaVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aM-7rrdh1RU/s1600-h/n590420047_5046766_2099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-xcbaVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aM-7rrdh1RU/s320/n590420047_5046766_2099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672331515750738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina, me and azii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-0i7qrI/AAAAAAAAAII/PWQzAsq3Iuw/s1600-h/n590420047_5046792_8667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-0i7qrI/AAAAAAAAAII/PWQzAsq3Iuw/s320/n590420047_5046792_8667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672332348336818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;teh dudes and me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gai, fishie, me, kai and Chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-ugCe5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_bZrtLw9TXU/s1600-h/DSC05361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp6-ugCe5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_bZrtLw9TXU/s320/DSC05361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672330725587858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cosplayers and me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8rD0OdsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/luEekFbo-uQ/s1600-h/n590420047_5046788_7573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8rD0OdsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/luEekFbo-uQ/s320/n590420047_5046788_7573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285674191873275586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kai : LET'S SAVE THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;Ira : OKAY!! *sailormoon* LOL apakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8q_7XZMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/L9FXoTCL4lc/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28752%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8q_7XZMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/L9FXoTCL4lc/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28752%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285674190829479106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;such a dream come true to hold a keyblade :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8q4z_yyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hUWwF6rP4wI/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28756%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8q4z_yyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hUWwF6rP4wI/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28756%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285674188919524130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and NAMI-CHAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8qXsuPGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VHmsP_xbfwU/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28777%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8qXsuPGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VHmsP_xbfwU/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28777%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285674180030643298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and AZI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8qQBsUhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XmS94X_MUlU/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28755%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp8qQBsUhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XmS94X_MUlU/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28755%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285674177971114514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dudes~ LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-Gwh33cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KAOTsT3j4zc/s1600-h/n590420047_5046782_5897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-Gwh33cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/KAOTsT3j4zc/s320/n590420047_5046782_5897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285675767243988418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day ended with group photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-GvEUQLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/91T38oGjf_s/s1600-h/n565906033_1718100_7244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-GvEUQLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/91T38oGjf_s/s320/n565906033_1718100_7244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285675766851584178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The DAers&lt;br /&gt;lol, there's a better photo, but I couldn't find one D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-GGDsQCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Y-kPNERvofU/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28771%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVp-GGDsQCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Y-kPNERvofU/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28771%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285675755843108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cosplayers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, that's about it. I'm tired and yes I blogged. so it's good hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Good night guys!! and happy 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;*GLOMPS**HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update again soon! :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/3155122415820505888-728021583545283895?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/728021583545283895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=728021583545283895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/728021583545283895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/728021583545283895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/12/devmeet-4-2008.html' title='Devmeet 4 2008'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SVpvxqnQInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6RmeTsUJpjc/s72-c/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28753%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1479452724048397564</id><published>2008-12-31T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:39:16.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proboscis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥*îRä-cHåñ kåWåii* ; the last day of 2008 /tea says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nah.. na plg ku tau apakan ku buat rah blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless - Mumble ; m 's-darlss, make it the last day of it, please says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, buat pasal aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless - Mumble ; m 's-darlss, make it the last day of it, please says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥*îRä-cHåñ kåWåii* ; the last day of 2008 /tea says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥*îRä-cHåñ kåWåii* ; the last day of 2008 /tea says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;one day, I met a probo, and her nose is very long! it was so unexpected to see it. People say that the longer the nose the handsomer the probo. But, looking at this probo makes me want to hurl! she's so ugly, I thought. The big nose, and the huge butt. I feel like i want to drown it in the sea so that I can't see it again. Goodbye probo, I said. Only HG will love you and your ugly nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless - Mumble ; m 's-darlss, make it the last day of it, please says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Hahaha, bae ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless - Mumble ; m 's-darlss, make it the last day of it, please says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;atu tpikir ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless - Mumble ; m 's-darlss, make it the last day of it, please says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, it was totally random, yeah, my friends and I call her Proboscis. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on the next post, waiting for pictures from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I was just posting something to say that I'm not dead. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy new year's eve everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and make one last memory for 2008. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely for me, 2008 is the best year. :)&lt;br /&gt;I will make new memories in the upcoming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-1479452724048397564?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1479452724048397564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1479452724048397564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1479452724048397564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1479452724048397564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/12/proboscis.html' title='proboscis'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6921194112742128011</id><published>2008-12-08T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:38:59.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activate go go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for not updating for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to this game called Talisman Online. My friend introduced it to me and I got so addicted when I started playing it.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Playing it non-stop until 2 am. hah, crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but, yeah, I'm trying to slowly stop myself from playing. So yeah, I'm not playing now. I don't know why though. I just don't have the mood to play. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;I've been down lately. I don't know why. heh.&lt;br /&gt;Some problems I can't figure out myself. xD&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things I missed out telling you guys. D:&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I miss my classmates and friends a lot. T__T.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.. anyway, LOL, i dunno what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update something fun soon. ;D&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeeee~&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/3155122415820505888-6921194112742128011?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6921194112742128011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6921194112742128011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6921194112742128011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6921194112742128011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/12/activate-go-go.html' title='Activate go go!'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8883749235031062816</id><published>2008-11-18T00:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:37:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treatment time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;harlo everyone&lt;br /&gt;after the post *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;check the previous one&lt;/span&gt;* I feel a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But still, that person is full of shit. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm posting a happy pretty post with pictures! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a pretty lucky month for me. Lot's of good, happy things happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I went out with my babes on Sunday. An awesome outing indeed. :D&lt;br /&gt;I missed hanging out with them after the exam. It was suppose to be the day to greet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tazrin &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syamim &lt;/span&gt;at the airport. After one week in Kuala Lumpur. lol, But everything turned differently instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;came over to my house around 11.30am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;decided to pick us up around 12. But, no. I thought the things that we planned out was, well, comfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't know that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;and her family was going to the Mall. Everything was terribly not on schedule. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;and i waited at my house for nearly an hour. In the end, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; had to give us a ride to go to the Saloon in Serusop called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magstar. &lt;/span&gt;We had free treatment cards which was given when we straightened our hair. :D&lt;br /&gt;We thought it was crowded and we didn't know how long will it take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;to arrive at my house. We had no choice but to go ahead with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;'s offer. We didn't want to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra, &lt;/span&gt;and arrived at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magstar &lt;/span&gt;around 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the chair and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miz &lt;/span&gt;offered to pay for the manicure and so what the heck, I accepted. xD&lt;br /&gt;During the treatment, they were doing our nails. My head was covered with the big steamer thing and it felt well, no duh, hot. But it was pretty relaxing. The worker talked to me, and I couldn't understand a single thing that she was saying. LOL. I feel so mean. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;finally arrived!&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the other free treatment card, that was suppose to be my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister's&lt;/span&gt;. But we didn't want to waste it since she's in UK now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miz &lt;/span&gt;and I finished first, we looked fa-bu-los. lol. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra &lt;/span&gt;cut her hair a little bit short. Which, I didn't see much difference. lol. While waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;, as usual, we went camwhoring. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFu1Z5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lyb9Si_gFxI/s1600-h/mz6281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFu1Z5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lyb9Si_gFxI/s320/mz6281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269666860308751970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;treatment-ing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFbLXWwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/B-T9X2OJqmw/s1600-h/mz6282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFbLXWwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/B-T9X2OJqmw/s320/mz6282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269666855032150786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyra and Mizah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFNo_CVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QKVID6qSNuk/s1600-h/mz6280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFNo_CVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QKVID6qSNuk/s320/mz6280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269666851398289746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmC5Or6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OUBZfrF1Rro/s1600-h/mz6292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmC5Or6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OUBZfrF1Rro/s320/mz6292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269675607652559250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol everyone has straight hair ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCitJCuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4cx1nkvtgG0/s1600-h/mz6289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCitJCuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4cx1nkvtgG0/s320/mz6289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269675601606281954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol mesti orang pekerja sana hairan LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCRR8zLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KwA_NWDPoH8/s1600-h/mz6291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCRR8zLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KwA_NWDPoH8/s320/mz6291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269675596928830642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCLqkQbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1wKkoupH9vw/s1600-h/DSC01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmCLqkQbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1wKkoupH9vw/s320/DSC01481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269675595421467058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adorable ehh! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we couldn't actually greet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syamim &lt;/span&gt;at the airport. 'cause the time was not confirmed. So instead, we went to The Mall and bought some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I thought luck was on my side at that time, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I got off the car and guess what? The slipper thing between my big toe and the small toe, broke.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "shit shit shit shit" lol. Thanks for cursing.&lt;br /&gt;I have to walk all the way in to the mall, walking like a person who broke her leg. lol.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty embarrassing if people noticed. I think they did. XD&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to UG but it was too far. Instead, we had to go to Bata.&lt;br /&gt;Which is effing expensive! I had to buy a $34 slipper.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, it is pretty hot. :D there was a $29 but, it didn't fit.&lt;br /&gt;curse you little big feet! D: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;bought Rubik's cube *ahem* and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra and Rye &lt;/span&gt;bought Toriyaki? I dunno how it spells XD abis usin lol&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jolibee to buy some food, they had to lanja me, since I don't have enough money D:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, I will pay you back somehow D'x&lt;br /&gt;You guys are so awesome. :3 love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Vaining around in the car again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVV7sa1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bWY5OZf_NMA/s1600-h/161120081120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVV7sa1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bWY5OZf_NMA/s320/161120081120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269674825083546450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVRYrEiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6yhY-0hUs38/s1600-h/mz6295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVRYrEiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6yhY-0hUs38/s320/mz6295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269674823862915618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVHHZkTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aarXkNBQoR4/s1600-h/DSC01482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVHHZkTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aarXkNBQoR4/s320/DSC01482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269674821106110770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVJA6wDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPSoh7Jzrjc/s1600-h/161120081118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGlVJA6wDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPSoh7Jzrjc/s320/161120081118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269674821615796274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;innocent ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, we went back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye's &lt;/span&gt;house.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, luck was on our side now i guess, cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye's &lt;/span&gt;cat was back, which was gone for a few months. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;screamed, "KIIITYYYY!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;lol, tuli telinga orang oleh nya. xD It was like a reunion you see on movies where this boy founds his dog.  lol. It was pretty sweet though. :3&lt;br /&gt;We got in and I waved at her little bro, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hafiz. &lt;/span&gt;si gayy~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;We ate jolibee and of course, pics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmzczVDaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UyPpbnJN-uQ/s1600-h/mz6305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmzczVDaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UyPpbnJN-uQ/s320/mz6305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269676441835212194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmzIHu59I/AAAAAAAAAFY/677Pt7Bom7c/s1600-h/mz6304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGmzIHu59I/AAAAAAAAAFY/677Pt7Bom7c/s320/mz6304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269676436283647954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye &lt;/span&gt;was bathing her lost and found cat, of course we vained some more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn3bDaVGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6pIXVTsHbSY/s1600-h/mz6310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn3bDaVGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6pIXVTsHbSY/s320/mz6310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269677609596900450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawaaa XD aku inda ahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn3M2DIHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sVpA1oj5HKE/s1600-h/DSC01487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn3M2DIHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sVpA1oj5HKE/s320/DSC01487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269677605782757490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang gila. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn20fkrlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/76Si2AfDYyQ/s1600-h/mz6306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn20fkrlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/76Si2AfDYyQ/s320/mz6306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269677599246036562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barefoot!! OMG XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn10OWdBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eEpgI4QGisE/s1600-h/mz6308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGn10OWdBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eEpgI4QGisE/s320/mz6308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269677581993931794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got in, and HELL YEAH VAIN SOME MOREE LOL. you are so gonna enjoy this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1qqEM1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bI1pjOYDUJM/s1600-h/DSC01495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1qqEM1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bI1pjOYDUJM/s320/DSC01495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678678937449298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L = LAME XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1QYjL8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/PkizuimGoWY/s1600-h/mz6319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1QYjL8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/PkizuimGoWY/s320/mz6319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678671884660674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal one. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1PHqCRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XytVnFe9d7A/s1600-h/161120081129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1PHqCRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XytVnFe9d7A/s320/161120081129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678671545370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GILA!! AHAHHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1MqDHGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pNPk--vxjlc/s1600-h/mz6321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo1MqDHGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pNPk--vxjlc/s320/mz6321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678670884314210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBEKKK~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo07ScL6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/k-mvC__tLQY/s1600-h/mz6320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGo07ScL6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/k-mvC__tLQY/s320/mz6320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678666221891490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH UH OH *probocis* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, a lot of pictures for this post huh? XD lol, malas type bah. ;D and I don't want you guys to be bored either. :D&lt;br /&gt;We got home around 7 :D I salam-ed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;before I went home. :D MEEEP~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I like him&lt;/span&gt; ;D *no duh*&lt;br /&gt;lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dudes and duddetes , I gotta go. It's late, and I have to go to school tomorrow. D:&lt;br /&gt;Returning books~&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight and I hope you guys enjoyed this post.&lt;br /&gt;love always;&lt;br /&gt;*iRa*&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/3155122415820505888-8883749235031062816?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8883749235031062816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8883749235031062816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8883749235031062816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8883749235031062816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/11/treatment-time.html' title='treatment time'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SSGeFu1Z5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lyb9Si_gFxI/s72-c/mz6281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-1629998925622540242</id><published>2008-11-17T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:00:23.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop making holes on my back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'sup guys?&lt;br /&gt;It has been a crappy day lately. Well, not really, some sweet stuffs that I discovered too.&lt;br /&gt;Without that, it surely be a one hell of a backstabbing day.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not care about the things that that person just said. But, I don't know, it's just irritating as hell. I really can't stand it when someone "dislikes" me without no reason at all. What the hell did I do to you?&lt;br /&gt;If you hate that someone, why do you have to effing hate me back? Just 'cause I'm friends with that someone, you hate me too?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I had enough of you. I "tried" to be friends with you, instead you pay me back, cursing behind my back. Guess what? You're full of shit too.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, what others told me about you, they are right. I thought they were wrong, 'cause you were funny and I don't know, we had something in common. But, days passed, I thought about it clearly, the awful things you have said about my friend. I thought it was just your personality, which couldn't be changed, I was fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;But, you are a heartless, cruel person after all. Your friends might not think that, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Brainwashed?&lt;br /&gt;You don't effing care what people might think when you said those words. You don't effing care if they're hurt or not.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lie, I have to say, I don't like it when people hate me without no reason at all, or just base on what someone heard from another someone without even knowing me at all, is just, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're the one who doesn't have a life. Shitting everyone behind their backs. I wonder if people DO like you, not counting your friends.&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;don't like us, don't try to bring that person's friends into hating her/him too.&lt;br /&gt;It's just, you know, sad.&lt;br /&gt;If YOU'RE the one who hate that person, stop brainwashing the others.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how effing mad I was at you. Things I said here are kind of held back a little.&lt;br /&gt;stop bothering with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;life and being an immature shit.&lt;br /&gt;just go make your own life on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I said here may be cruel, but I'm sorry. I just couldn't keep it to myself anymore. I had enough of the person's anger towards her sad life.&lt;br /&gt;when I feel relax and calm, maybe I'll delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. :D&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/3155122415820505888-1629998925622540242?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/1629998925622540242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=1629998925622540242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1629998925622540242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/1629998925622540242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/11/stop-making-holes-on-my-back.html' title='stop making holes on my back.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-5190705684735929811</id><published>2008-11-15T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:34:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will slowly turn to crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will it? Maybe so. haha, okay I don't know what I'm talking about. Something good happened 2 days ago, when I was at my cousin's. But, I guess it's just something to be good to be true. It's happy and joy at first than it will turn to miserable and sobs.&lt;br /&gt;lol, yeah, I don't think you guys know what I'm talking about. My closest friends know about this, I think. I really shouldn't get my hopes hype on things that I'm not sure that will go smoothly. Okay, I don't want to feel emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;I really should get my blog to be active now. Since, my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra  &lt;/span&gt;si kambing yang ku sayang is having a blog. YAY! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah, Rye &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;are going to pick up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tazrin &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syamim &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;I miss them so much. The class is totally quiet without them around. No "pastu?! sekalinya?! aww, so sad" lol and no "tapak kuda yo!".&lt;br /&gt;Yeahm I know it was only for a week, but seriously, the class is pretty much quiet without you guys around. They're currently in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la Lumpur&lt;/span&gt; for a week. It's like exchange students, maybe. I don't really sure what they ARE doing there. lol. I guess, We'll just have to find out tomorrow. ;D Can't wait to see you guys, and see you suffer for the exams. MUAHAHAHA. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://shouldishoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mumu's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blog just now and i saw that my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister &lt;/span&gt;is on some of her photos. lol, tekajut ku selajur. I was like, "what the hell, is that my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;?!". I laughed. ahaha, ok no, I was not laughing 'cause it's ugly. She does look faye-bulous over there. ;D lol, maybe 'cause I was shocked? Dunno. Ahaha, show off lagi tu her guitar, cheh.&lt;br /&gt;by the way &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUMU; &lt;/span&gt;you did a great job taking those pictures. It looked so cool. :D Like in a magazine! :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's okay if I feature it here. ;D Here's some of my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1ES0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PiSNkMouvlk/s1600-h/ayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1ES0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PiSNkMouvlk/s320/ayu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902413430187010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaka Ayu&lt;/span&gt; and a wall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1RRah5I/AAAAAAAAADA/gKDYxbdBxFo/s1600-h/ayu%2Bfaye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1RRah5I/AAAAAAAAADA/gKDYxbdBxFo/s320/ayu%2Bfaye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902416913958802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaka Ayu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sister &lt;/span&gt;and her guitar. :D I really love the wind blowing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1r25x2I/AAAAAAAAADI/FbT4NLdDFkg/s1600-h/DSC_0463+faye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1r25x2I/AAAAAAAAADI/FbT4NLdDFkg/s320/DSC_0463+faye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902424050517858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaka ku lawa. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1lBjifI/AAAAAAAAADQ/i4XDZ9ZfVKY/s1600-h/DSC_0574+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1lBjifI/AAAAAAAAADQ/i4XDZ9ZfVKY/s320/DSC_0574+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902422216149490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PHOTOS TAKEN BY (C) M.Damit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;web : http://shouldishoot.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, pretty pictures in my blog. lol. Nice job, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mumu. &lt;/span&gt;I've always been inspired with photography ever since I was little. Something I wish that would be a pro at. Yeah, I know. I want to try almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything. &lt;/span&gt;But, I just can't help it. I like to try new things :D.&lt;br /&gt;Photography, I usually do it using my phone. lol, not the right thing to do huh? lol, well I can't afford cameras and stuff. XD I couldn't tell if the lightings is right, the angles and etc.&lt;br /&gt;lol, who knows, maybe i could learn someday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have some good news to tell you. Well, good news to me. XD&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Flash Animation that I was talking about a few months back? well, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE WON IN SECOND PLACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't care if we are in the 2nd place. Winning is just pretty surprising to us. We seriously didn't expect to win. 'cause, it's pretty ugly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;The prizes are cooler. :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$3000&lt;/span&gt; baby!! ahaha. Okay, I'm not sure, if it's $3000 and a laptop. Or 3 laptops without the money. or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;the money. Either way, I will be a happy little 14-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;lol, All the complaining, grunting, sacrificing out time actually paid off. :'D I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miz &lt;/span&gt;ku yang jubur, for helping with the outline and planning out the story and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye, &lt;/span&gt;also, for helping out. :3&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex, Iffah, Dijah, Wany &lt;/span&gt;for lending us your voices. It means a lot to us, without it, our animation wouldn't be alive. lol&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derrick &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinnus &lt;/span&gt;*lol* for tutorials on what to do. :'3&lt;br /&gt;wth, I'm like making a speech for awards. lol. but seriously, I can't do it without you guys. *sniffs* InsyaAllah, nanti lanja. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my online friends are asking me to post it up. XD Okay, I will. But, I just don't know how. I don't know how to do, the play, pause whatever. lol. uhh, i'll figure it out soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;I promise I post it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in exchange, I shall post amusing pictures during ICC :D During 23rd october 2008. Messing around with the props that was displayed. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBEW2n5I/AAAAAAAAADY/DTHnju78_SY/s1600-h/..%2BCh%C3%ABw%C3%A4h%2B..2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBEW2n5I/AAAAAAAAADY/DTHnju78_SY/s320/..%2BCh%C3%ABw%C3%A4h%2B..2115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909216675307410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninja Sasat. lol *that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lutfi&lt;/span&gt;* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBHWV14I/AAAAAAAAADg/ARdEE1mPwhI/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28366%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBHWV14I/AAAAAAAAADg/ARdEE1mPwhI/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28366%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909217478465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww pretty little maid. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tB0uJykI/AAAAAAAAADw/Wk_B-gmhmrE/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28371%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tB0uJykI/AAAAAAAAADw/Wk_B-gmhmrE/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28371%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909229657934402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hat props~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joey, me, Najih and Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBqTOTTI/AAAAAAAAADo/dx0BeTm6HFk/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28367%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBqTOTTI/AAAAAAAAADo/dx0BeTm6HFk/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28367%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909226860629298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBxUFaWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SiajAPAH5Tc/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28373%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7tBxUFaWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SiajAPAH5Tc/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28373%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909228743289186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, WHO THE HELL IS THIS?! *me* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed that. Love ya peeps. XD there's more picture in Friendster. lol. Next time I'll post the link. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO;&lt;br /&gt;*iRa*&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/3155122415820505888-5190705684735929811?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/5190705684735929811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=5190705684735929811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5190705684735929811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5190705684735929811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/11/everything-will-slowly-turn-to-crap.html' title='Everything will slowly turn to crap'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SR7m1ES0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PiSNkMouvlk/s72-c/ayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6976424322417286738</id><published>2008-11-15T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:55:54.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not buried in the ground yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha yeah, I'm still alive people. Sorry for not updating for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with exams and I was pretty much tired and lazy to update. a lot of things had happened these past few days. Good things, bad things. Of course, I'm not going to tell it now, since it's 2.37 am. Why am I not sleeping you wonder? Well, I was searching through www.blogskins.com for new layout for my blog. It took me hours to find the right one, browsed through the guitars section, recent skins, but couldn't seem to be happy what I browsed through. Finally found one which was actually used for that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"someone"&lt;/span&gt;. I tried hard to get the right one for that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"friend"&lt;/span&gt;. but unfortunately he changed it, which he only used for a couple of days. Thanks for being such a crappy person. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got kind of tired of the layout and picked something that actually feels like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me. &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I am obsessed with guitars ever since I was little. Seeing people playing it, and hearing them strumming it, makes me calm. Too bad I can't play it now, the e or the reall small string broke, again. Yeah, I found out from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lutfi &lt;/span&gt;I was strumming too hard. I should just let my hand move lightly and just let it out. I'm sure he was right. With a new layout, I really should be more active now and less typing, more pictures? Is that what you guys think about? lol, I'm sorry that i think, that I bore you with all the talking. I'll try my best to post pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy peeps, need my beauty rest. No school tomorrow, baby!&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep until midday. lol. My hyper energy is all drowned out, turning me into super tired. lol. So, Goodnight and have a nice day later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HOMO YANG PANDAI AND SIALAN CHINESE DUDE FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DERRICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're getting old, but still, you're not 18. Stop thinking about those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things &lt;/span&gt;and be mature so that Miss Lim will be pround. ;D aha. Love ya dude a lot. You make me laugh, you make me crazy, you make me work harder for my studies. Damn you for scoring highest in class eventhough you don't read. Seriously, what the hell do you eat?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're my crazy homo friend always. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your birthday with Miss Lim in the hotel, in bed. ;D Be romantic. She will blast you to the moon with her silver baju kurung. ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love ya always, my homo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&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/3155122415820505888-6976424322417286738?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6976424322417286738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6976424322417286738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6976424322417286738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6976424322417286738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-buried-in-ground-yet.html' title='Not buried in the ground yet'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6243093542756471611</id><published>2008-10-12T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:50:37.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more memory to keep</title><content type='html'>Hey bloggers out there. :D&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  (lol, I'm losing readers &gt;__&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; So, I apologize for not updating for a while. Again, my excuse is that I'm busy with the school work. Thankfully, I finally finished the Flash project. It was not the story that I imagined, but it was okay. My teacher told us that between the three groups, we're the best *kambang* lol wth. I'm joking. The main point is that I finished it and I'm free~ haha, well no. Exam is coming on the 29th Oct. Seriously, I'm not ready to face it yet. Eventhough, I didn't enjoy my raya that much, although it was pretty fun. I guess my raya spirit didn't arrive. it's somewhere in my bed I guess. haha. I do want to raya more, I feel like it's not enough. Since, I'm not going to enjoy my raya that much next year. O'level will be blocking my way. D:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Speaking of Raya, I went raya-ing with my friends on Friday (10th Oct). It was really amazing and fun. The best raya I have ever had. It started of in the morning around 8 am.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (yes, I have to wake up early in the morning, so much for waking up late lol)&lt;/span&gt;  si liao babe (lol jk), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; came to my house. Then si katak&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Rye&lt;/span&gt; arrived after her.  We had to wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye's babu&lt;/span&gt; to come to pick us up. Destination? To &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tungku&lt;/span&gt;. Why are we raya-ing early in the morning? Well, it's hard to tell you guys, it's a little bit personal. Going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Tungku&lt;/span&gt; was pretty much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;'s idea. We went there secretly. Long story, short; meeting the true family. If you get what I mean. Mizah and I joined her to keep her company.---&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wth, my windows live messenger is not working. D: crap, I have to use the old one. wth is the problem?!&lt;/span&gt;--- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye's babu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt; came to pick us up around 9.15. (Between that time, we played the rubiks cube. rofl, tyring to solve it). When we arrived there, I felt the joy that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was feeling. (eventhough I can't really tell, she usually hides her emotions). The little brothers and sisters were so adorable. Especially her niece, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Syikin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;amazingly adorable and sweet too. It was a pain though that most of them were so freaking active. One of the girls kept hitting&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; and I and yes it hurt a lot. But I couldn't seem to get mad at the little angels. Though, I'm not a fan of little kids. Some of them, the naughty one, I'll grow horns because of you little devils. lol. &lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;was fond of her little brother. She kept mentioning it in school. I'm happy for you my dear, katak. lol. I'm not going to explain in details about this. I'm lazy and it's too personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After a few hours there, we finally went back to my house. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt; had to stay at my house, waiting for her driver to come. &lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt; Mean while, we tried to solve the rubiks cube again. --have you guys noticed that it's rubiks cuba season now. lol, last time it was shuffle. This is a really weird and a copy cat country-- lol, we were not solving because of we're following the trend. It's just so annoying to see most people solve it so fast. In the end, we still couldn't figure it out. xD They love my little kitty, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mashimaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;especially, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;which was not a surprise. lol. - I still couldn't find my other kitty,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yamushira&lt;/span&gt; damn you postman!! D: I miss her - so, skipping the little details. We continued raya-ing again and this time we were raya-ing at my awesome awesome teachers. The group consists of, Me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah, Rye, Rye's driver, Wany, Gyra, Hafiz (rye's little brother ;D). Alex&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;his brother&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;using their own car. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  First stop, to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Syamim's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" src="file:///G:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_2059.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;house, lol okay, he's not exactly a teacher, but tapak kuda, yo (inside joke, thank you) xD. He's our classmate, as well as my far far cousin, he has the same age with me. For a small person, his house is friggin big. Big screen TV. lol. No surprise, his dad works as a Duta, not sure what it is in English, Ministry? Whatever. So, his mom cooked for us, which is a lot. Spaghetti, curry noodle, sausages and fried chicken. The food was really tasty. :'D Thanks so much for the food, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;syamim's mom&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;lol and thanks for the different taste of the tapak kuda, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;syamim&lt;/span&gt;. YO. We didn't stay for long, since we had a lot of house to Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The second house, my ex-teacher, Teacher Rokiah. Teacher Rock. lol. She taught us Maths last year and I'm related to her, I guess. I missed my teacher so much, it was nice talking to her again. When we came in, her son,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt;, greeted us. Then, teacher's other son, Azim, came in. he's one of teacher's sons which is the "special" children. He was freaky, but amazingly adorable and friendly. :D If you guys want to know, I can't handle watching people who are like that, not that I dislike them, I feel like crying, emotional and uncomfortable. I don't know why, even if I do, I don't want to explain. He came salam-ing with all of us. It was funny, when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;crossed her legs and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Azim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;points at her and her legs. Signaling that he wants her to stop doing that. He understood what people are telling him, but couldn't speak clearly. Signaling mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;--I'm tired, going to continue this later. It's 2.30am. Nite all.-- 12.10.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--continues--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My teacher finally came in. We talked for a while, then, Azim served food to us and forced us to eat it. lol. It was really funny. XD He salam-ed us again, xD But this time with hugs. aww. :'D After a while, we had to go. We waved goodbye and off to the next house!! xD *skipping a few details here too* My teacher's other son, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; joined us. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the way to My &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarinah's&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;house :D, we were fooling around in the car. We played, if you wanna be my lover - Spicegirls and we sang along like crazy. Doing the boogie dance in the car. ROFL. LOL anywayy, Okay, my teacher is amazingly well, rich. Not that rich. Her house is big! She's one of our beloved teachers. :'D Her daughty greeted us with a scream. Lol, we imitated her scream. xD We came in, and first thing that came to my view is, flat-screen TV, baby! I rushed to the room after salam-ing my tcr of course. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;made a mistake and called my teacher, auntie. LOL. That was funny, we now call our tcr auntie from time to time. Lol. xD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hafiz &lt;/span&gt;were playing the small cars that were laying around the house. lol *sakai kamu ah* we took a lot of pictures. Yes, we are vain. :D Then, time to eat again~ the grilled chicken was delicious. When &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;saw a guitar near the stairs, My teacher told us that, her daughters are learning the guitar. Aww, i really envy them D: I wish I learn the guitar when I was little. D: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blames dad.. lol joking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Her kids are so cute, but naughty. D: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah &lt;/span&gt;came in while saying, "where's my bag?!" lol, I was shocked too, and thinking that my bag must be also kena hidden. D': I searched for it.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;found her bag and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mizah's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too. xD I couldn't find mine. lol, I tried to asked the kids but they wouldn't tell me. D: lol I came crying to my teacher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*ok, I didn't cry xD*&lt;/span&gt; I was like, "Teacher, mana bag ku? Ku kidnap karang anak2 teacher ah!" LOL, i was joking, of course. xD or did I? ;D lol. In the end, it was behind some pillows on the sofa. Ok, why didn't I think of it? xD I thought it was too easy, so malas lah aku check. Since, my friends' bags were under a table hidden behind the table's chair. LOL ok, that doesn't make sense. xD Thanks for the awesome food teacher! ;D and the $2 ampau~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next stop, my ex-teacher,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Aminah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;who now works as a historic something in a museum. She taught us English while my other teacher was in labor..labour.. entah. so like, we were a bit lost in her neighbourhood. We couldn't seem to find her house number.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saw a cat near a car and she was like, "aaaa, kucing tiga bulu!!" LOL, we paused and everyone laughed. XD She was actually saying, the cat has 3 colours. But the way she said it, it was like, it has only 3 furs. LMAO. cali si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ani. haha. We finally found my tcr's house, which was obviously in front of us. LOL.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *haha kabur mata sorang2 ah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As I came in, tarus ke toilet. xD Inda jua ku tahan lagi tu. xD My teacher was also cooking food for us &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Mati eh, panuh parut*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The chicken was good too and the Nasi lemak, hell yeah~ xD Nyamaaan. It was like in the fruit season in her house. xD So many fruits :3. jackpot, tapak kuda. LOL. We vain around some more with our cameras. xD We fooled around as usual. xD We can't live without laughing. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    This part was so funny, we arrived to my Malay teache&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rosalini,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;unfortunately, her house were empty. We didn't know where she was. Her air-conditioner was open. It was weird. Her cat was so cute!!! Which was caged near her front door. xD it was a big cage, so don't worry though. It was so freaking fluffy!!! So yeah, there's a reason why she caged her. xD We waited for a few minutes for her, but still, she didn't arrive. We had to go because, it was almost Maghrib. The car was backing up, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye's driver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;asked us if there was any uh.. longkang. xD Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said, "pass pass". Which means it was okay to back up. LOL then wany was like, "setau jua kau ani eh,". Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;replied, "pass jua tuu~~~" with a girly and lating voice. LOL. I wish you could hear it live. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the craziness with them started at that time. xD They were so quiet before that. xD Suddenly, when we were on the way to the store to buy some stuff, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;were arguing at the back. Then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said, "Fiiiiiiiiizzz~~ jangan fiiiizzz~~~". Everyone got quiet, then LOLOLOLOLOL!!!! We said "OMG, WTH ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!" "STOP DOING IT!!" "JANGAN CEMATU EH" "ASTAGA" LOL, we have yellow minds. XD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was forcing him to wear the safety-belt and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;didn't want to. Oh god, they're so funny. xD The craziness began now. xD We sang some songs again, and we passed a mosque, xD&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said, "eh, baik pulang kamu sembahyang waktu cemani ah, ish ish ish" HAHAHA, WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gyra&lt;/span&gt; dropped off to a store, and while they were buying some stuff, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;were speaking at the back. They were talking about some movie or something and they way they were talking was full of emotion and feeling. LOL. hafiz ; "Lapas tu kan, MELATOP WAH!", Apiq; "Yatawah! berijap lagi tu!" ROFLLLL. I didn't expect guys to speak like that, I thought they would talk like normally. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany, Mizah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I turned our heads and laughed so hard. xD And we imitate them.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah and I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were like, "LAPAS TU KAN MIZAH, MELATOP WAH!!!" "WAAAAAAA~~~~" LMAO. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got annoyed LOL but not mad though, xD he changed the topic and he said "Wah, hujannn". Mizah then said, "sekalinya? inda dapat hujan di rumah kah?". LOL then he replied, "inda, arah rumah ku inda pernah hujan" ROFLMAO!!!! Oh god, it was so random. xD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is so funny, with his menyamal-ing voice. xD Then then, there was a car pulled up next to us, and there was a cute baby inside. "Aiiii, Babyyy~~" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said. LOL WTH. "kesian eh orang inda pernah liat baby ani," LOL, siuk menyaya durang ani eh. xD We passed a fireworks shop. I don't know why, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was amazed, "WAHHHH, BADIIIILL!!!". Everyone replied back, "WAHHHH~~~~~" LOL. Of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;got her back. xD They said, "OMG, BADIL~~ LAWA EHHH~~~" They opened the car lamp at the back, and said "WAHHHHH!!!" ROFLLLLLLL. WTHHHHH. panat durang atu eh. xD &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*some of you might not get this, but, what the heck* XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was my awesome P.O.A teacher, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nuzailah&lt;/span&gt;. She's my really cool teacher ever! We feel really comfortable around her. xD I greeted her with, "yo teacher, what's up?!" lol, yes yes, I'm so lame. xD She still lives with her family. xD lol, don't think too much, she's still young. Her house is really comfy. We went to the kitchen to get the food, she served us Satay~ :D and I saw the chair that looks like a glove or hand. xD Which is so cool! XD I always wanted that in my bedroom. :3 lol, back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;again. xD They were sitting together near the tv watching some indonesian drama. They were arguing about a girl on the show, was she pretty or not. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hafiz &lt;/span&gt;said that she is and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was the opposite one. LOL. They looked like a couple. LOL and so ofcourse we kacau-ed them. xD "Aww, couplenya kelaie~" xD. then the show showed the guy was carrying the girl who was sleeping and I was like "atu si Hafiz~ yang mengangkat cApiq" lmao.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; moved to another couch sleajur. LOL. It was so amusing. xD *evil face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Since we were running out of time and I'm lazy to write more and I know you'll be bored to death, we went to the last house, my friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dyla&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;When she greeted us at the door, she's so friggin pretty. I love your dress~ :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;he two gay dudes, went to their friend's house near Dyla's. But then, they came back so fast. I asked them what happen. Turns out, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye's dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;called them to go back home. For some reason, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apiq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was worried about something, he was moving back and forth and saying things like "ishh, cemana ni? Gilaa, cemana ku kan jumpa ia," lol. Full of emotion and I guess, he was nervous. Maybe it was his girlfriend or I don't know, someone he likes? XD He was feeling guilty that he went in and got out urgently. He tapped his fingers on the sofa and talking to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nervously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hile he was doing that, we all stared at him like he was crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lol, we told them, go and meet their friend before we go for a while. xD So they walked there. lol when they left, we imitate them again. ROFL. sighh, that was funny. XD It was only 8 pm at that time, if it wasn't for the call, we might go to Batong and raya more. D: but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sent me home, and I was all smiles that day. xD I was pretty happy and excited. Even though I wasn't really satisfied that we had to go earlier than I expected, but spending time with my friends and fool around with them was pretty much enough for me. :'D&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly sorry for the long post. xD I just wanted something for me to read in the future and to remind myself what happened this day.&lt;br /&gt;My friends are awesome :'D I love you guys always.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; *HUGS ALL*&lt;/span&gt; When I'm moody, you guys make me feel so happy, you make all my troubles go away. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the great time!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm sorry if you readers are bored reading this. xD Long post is long. xD&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all, have a great day or night. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; I promise pictures will be available soon. Thank you. ;D&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/3155122415820505888-6243093542756471611?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6243093542756471611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6243093542756471611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6243093542756471611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6243093542756471611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-memory-to-keep.html' title='One more memory to keep'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2653831186158921981</id><published>2008-10-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:27:50.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Selamat hari raya! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I'm just going to be for a little while. I'm so tired. I was cleaning up my room. It wasn't as easy as I thought. lol. It didn't look as I imagined it. But, at least it is "clean". lol. I mean, organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a month of fasting. We can finally Hari Raya *JOY* XD. Time to get my piggy bank ready. haha. It's time to visit my pretty families and my awesome friends. I can't wait to see you guys. Although, it's only for four days that I can have a full raya, then it's back to school for me on Monday. pfft. I sent a lot of raya messages to most of my friends and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;To those who haven't yet receive, cause i don't have your number. well, here's a shout out to all of the Muslims people out there, readers, and especially to my awesome friends, who are reading my blog right now and also to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!Eidil mubarak or Happy Hari Raya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry if I did anything wrong to you guys, and if I haven't done anything, well, I'll just say sorry for the future mistakes that hasn't occured yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry if some of my words makes you feel insecure, which I didn't notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry if I annoyed you in some ways that you don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry if I was mean to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;if I said any bad words behind your backs. *lol even if you didn't know*. I wish I could take it all back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I'm sorry for everything bad that I have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every single words here are sincere and I do hope you all really do forgive me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you guys, always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Other than that, I lost my little kitten, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yamushira&lt;/span&gt; *lol hard name xD* ;__;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt; looked all over the house and outside for her. D: We seriously don't know where she went. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt; fed her earlier during the dawn after we ate sahur, around 4 am. Then, in the morning. She was gone! But my other cat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mashimaro&lt;/span&gt; was still here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt; predicted (lol) that, the postman stole her! I dunno, if it's true. But, I think it is. Because, there was a mail under the door. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; saw her before he left for work. Maybe it is the postman. D: My kitten, is like really fluffy *lol, not here to brag*, so, it's no surprise that maybe the postman stole her. my kitten, rarely walks around the neighbourhood. O: She usually just stays near the house. it's really weird. I got so attached to her, and I really hope she's fine and will be safe with me soon. D': I cried a little tadi. Sigh, please hope that she will be okay guys. T____T&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I've nearly finished my Flash project, we just only have to add the voice. then voila~ it will be finish!! lol. All my homeworks are done, except for English and Chemistry. I don't think I'll be doing my Chemistry, since, it's so freaking hard (O'level questions) and my file is at her. None of my classmates could answer it. lol. Maybe just a little. D: English, comprehension. T___T. I'll try to answer it during raya. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;   I'm working on a drawing that I drew a couple of months ago. I outlined it using the pentool. It looks so... neat. Which kinda looks weird to me. I'm currently colouring it. I want to draw something for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate&lt;/span&gt;, and a Raya drawing too. xD But, I don't know if I'll be able to finish it in time. =a=;;. I hope I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anyway, I got to go. xD happy Raya everyone. Enjoy it while you can. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'll be off to colour then sleep, can't wait for the first day of raya!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*hugs and kisses for everyone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;AMPAU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2653831186158921981?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2653831186158921981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2653831186158921981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2653831186158921981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2653831186158921981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-3.html' title='Selamat hari raya! &lt;3'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8836168878346676943</id><published>2008-09-26T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:37:39.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming closer.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers, x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys noticed that it's coming closer to Raya? Damn, I didn't feel a thing. Time passed by so fast. D: Wow, wow. I thought there was 2 weeks more. lol. Yeah right. XD&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is I've finished my Maths and Biology presentation. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;So, only the flash and my A.Maths that worries me. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to the airport with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; my mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my sister&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My sister&lt;/span&gt; was seeing her friend off to England. While she was doing that, I was seeing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lid&lt;/span&gt; off too. ;O; I didn't get to talk to him that much. D: I saw him for a few minutes. D'x I just poked him and said bye bye. Oh well, at least I get to see him before he goes byebye. XD I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fishie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Syaza&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Niza&lt;/span&gt; and one of their friend, I forgot her name. =_=a. Lol, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fishie&lt;/span&gt; is getting manlier *pokes muscles* rofl and eep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, stop getting  thinner. D:( *pokes*. We talked for a few minutes. XD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pfft; you guys didn't notice my straight hair /2hmph. lol)&lt;/span&gt;  It was nice to see them again. D: T___T. Lol, I pretty nervous to meet them, even though I've met them three times. LOL. I don't know. I just couldn't shake the nervous out of me. I'm shy if you meet me in person. But after a while, I'll be okay I guess, If you meet me often. XD So, I hope I'm not shy meeting them the next time. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Liddums&lt;/span&gt;~ enjoy and have a safe flight. *waves* I can't wait to see you again. XD Even though I don't see you that often, I'll miss j00~ XD *pokes**glomps* :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 or 5 days til raya. D: crap, I need to finish my home works. I'm going to school tomorrow to do the voice acting and also finishing my physics project and hopefully my A.Maths too. OTL;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister showed me a video of this girl in YouTube, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ana Free&lt;/span&gt;. I got addicted to her songs. XD That's the new song on my blog. :3 She's has a really cool voice and she writes her own songs. and if you want, here's the youtube videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtTP6zvHja4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtTP6zvHja4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtIN9jsdqCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtIN9jsdqCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, this girl,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Esmee Denters&lt;/span&gt;. Really Amazing voice. XD Pretty famous in youtube. Millions of views. Most of her videos have guest stars like Justin Timberlake and One republic. Sasak ku. LOL.  So here you go, :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Grnh7Qin8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Grnh7Qin8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLuRGBXUoDc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLuRGBXUoDc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I'm out. :)&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-8836168878346676943?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8836168878346676943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8836168878346676943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8836168878346676943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8836168878346676943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/09/coming-closer.html' title='Coming closer.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6030578473896876774</id><published>2008-09-24T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:07:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!! LOL, sorry for the no update. I've been busy for the couple of days. XD Sorry sorry. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is my Dad's Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Daddeh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bowh. you're getting old. LOL. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALWAYS! *HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything that you have given me. Especially your love to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, I'm not going to say much here. XD Just a little updato~ XD&lt;br /&gt;Btwwww guys, I made a story book. LOL, It's not finish though. i've always wanted to write a book and now I feel the urge to become a writer. haha. So far, I only got to 3 chapters. and so far, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nami&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt; like my story. EEEP, Thanks guys for reading~. &gt;__&lt; and for those who would like to read it. Please tell me~ I don't gurantee you that it'll be good, but if you would like to read it, I'll send it to you. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else what else, I hath finish my maths homework!! HURRAH! LOL. okay, I didn't answer 5 ques maybe. But I consider it finish. rofl. I still have my English, Chemistry, Physics project, Flash project and Bio presentation. aiyo. LOL. I'm going to finish this before raya!!! XD *semangat* LOL and OH SHY- AMATHS. DDDDDDDDDDD: OTL. KILL ME NOW. D: *cutswrist* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gtg, it's 2 am. XD See everybodyehhh~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s p.s p.s;; Remember the pictures from the birthday party? I'm going to post the links on the right hand side thing~ XD You should check the fs (friendster) than the fb (facebook). Cause, friendster has more pictures. Fb has a limit of 60.. =___=&lt;br /&gt;Okies~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6030578473896876774?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6030578473896876774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6030578473896876774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6030578473896876774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6030578473896876774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4995077299187686263</id><published>2008-09-16T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:47:10.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays everyone!</title><content type='html'>Whee~ Holiday~ 3 months~ wheee. XDD lol, I sound so sarcastic. XD&lt;br /&gt;I have so many freaking homeworks D: . Seriously, it's better before the holiday. D: All of my subjects have homeworks, except for POA, Physics and Malay. D:&lt;br /&gt;There's another biology presentation assigned for us. A Physics project and the flash. D: waah, gila eh. Dx There's also a chemistry project in groups. But non of us have even done it yet. LOL, we're seriously busy. I just hope I'll get to finish everything. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, I got no. 4 for the 2nd monthly test exam. XD Which is pretty good. I thought that I'll get no.10 or something. D: All of my subjects passed, except for... English. DAMN IT. Gawd, I have never failed my English. To tell you the truth, I cried actually. lol. yes yes, I'm a cry baby. okay? lol.  I got 42% T__T. The highest is 58. So yeah, you can tell, everyone dropped. D: The teacher is a pretty strict at marking anyway. D: pfft, ubd teacher. She's not teaching us anymore, she has moved at the museum doing... I dunno. lol. Historical stuff. LOL. I miss my other English teacher. She's on a holiday after giving birth to her really cute baby girl. XD D'aww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my hair straighten on Friday. Hell yeah, baby! XD I've waited for this for a really long time. wheee~ I'm going with my babe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; *lol*, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;my sister&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; and her mother and little sister. LOL, Everyone's going to go out from the saloon with straight hairs. LOL. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; and her family not confrim yet. so yeah. XD what else what else...&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to write a story. XD or a book. ROFL. I dunno~ I have always love writing stories. But, I don't have the time, or I always get stuck in the middle of the story. LOL. I guess I'll try it someday. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i gtg guys. :D Gonna continue with the flash thingyyy~ XD So, see ya dudes and dudettes~ XD *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-4995077299187686263?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4995077299187686263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4995077299187686263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4995077299187686263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4995077299187686263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-holidays-everyone.html' title='Happy Holidays everyone!'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3666349358195120235</id><published>2008-09-12T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:08:41.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>*Stomach grumbles*</title><content type='html'>Lol, just a little bit of update. Well, sorry that I haven't been updating for a while. Gawd, I'm just kind of busy with the Flash project and homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that Flash competition. D: Most of the other schools already finish theirs. We have less than one month to complete it. The due date is on the 10th October. I really wish I can quit it, but it's too late now. OTL;;. They actually gave us 3 months to complete it. But my teacher told us about the competition like a month ago. All of us are flash noobs Dx;;. So far, we got 3 scenes. Which is like 14 scenes to go. D: crap. Since it's hard to draw on the flash just using the mouse and I don't have a tablet, I have to draw on paper and scan it one by one. It's tiring, but that's the only way to go. But, they don't allow it. So, I have to scan it, then we have to trace back on the computer. It takes a long time. But, it makes the drawing more clean and nice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everything pretty much depends on me. Without my drawing, we can't move on. D: pressure pressure. But, I have so many freaking homeworks. it's blocking my way!! D: So I have to do it when I have a free time. My group and I have to stay after school when there are no extra class.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we're doing the voice acting. I'm not so sure if we should draw then follow the mouth. or we should voice act first then do the movement of the mouth. We decided to do the voice acting first. 'cause, it'll take too long for the drawing to complete and we don't have any other time to gather and voice act. Holiday is coming. *whee*&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if our flash is not what we imagine to look like, as long as we get it finish. it'll be fine. I do hope we win though. XD I need our hard work to be worth it.  $5000 cash prize!! Wohoo~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Other than the flash, I also have 2 science projects. D: Which the due date is after the end-of-year-exam. but we should get it finish after the holiday. *drops dead*. Physics is okay I guess, not much to do and that project is kind fun. But, chemistry, we have to make models, and like those pamflets and etc etc. Cause, in the end, we're going to show it for the science fair after the exam. T___T Sighh... So much to do, so little time. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get everything finish. D: sigh, I haven't draw for deviantART for a long time. D: I have an ART trade to draw for someone. I hope he can be wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I have to go now. XD See ya everyone! :3 Wish me luck with everything! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-3666349358195120235?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3666349358195120235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3666349358195120235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3666349358195120235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3666349358195120235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/09/stomach-grumbles.html' title='*Stomach grumbles*'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-5792608703986233823</id><published>2008-09-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:47:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Die Aowa</title><content type='html'>Base on the title, you know I'm pissed off at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Aowa&lt;/span&gt;. They are so annoying. Following you around. Forcing you to buy their stuff.  Well, I do have to admit that, the electronics goods are pretty amazing. But seriously, do you think following and forcing customers to buy is a good way? Will it  make the customers to come back? uhh...Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So lets just get to the main point. I went shopping with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my sister&lt;/span&gt; at the new store called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt;", after I went to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cousin Ainul&lt;/span&gt;'s place. We just finish shopping, which btw, I got a cute new earing /hoho. So, we exited the shopping place thing and BAM, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aowa&lt;/span&gt; came to view. The salers (or something) were roaming around trying to find customers. I was like, "shit". I remembered that we went through this before with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my dad&lt;/span&gt;. We nearly passed them, but then, one of the dudes there approached us. JENG JENG JENG. First, my mom was like, "inda eh...no no...inda ku mau". But then, my mom was like "layan saja tia". NOOOOOO!! Don't go to the darkside mom!! Apakan. lol. Anyway, we just sat down, thinking that it won't take long. YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Gawd, they're so good. They were like sweet talking us. Giving compliments. Saying that my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; looked young, I look cute (ok, it made me blush aha). I just sat there and smile to my sister. I know their tricks. They showed us this uhh.. ok, I'm not sure what it is in English, but yeah, tambak. lol. It was pretty cool though, it doesn't use gas, and fire and stuff. (yeah, I'm kinda in a rush). Sooo, there's this voucher discount something...thing. and he told us to open it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My sister&lt;/span&gt; opened it and guess what? we won it. I know it's the time where you jumped around. But, it was really obvious. They showed us the tambak then we won the tambak. We know they were up to something...and they did. The prize? it comes with a price. We must buy one of the things in the catalouge to get the tambak, with the rice cooker. We were like... oh ok. BUT BUT BUTTTTT, the things...are not so cheap. the stuffs were like from $1300-$1800. wutjldkjvnjdcma. Of course, mom didn't want to buy it. She didn't have the money. They were like forcing us. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My sister &lt;/span&gt;and I felt like we want to throw that stupid cup that they gave us at them. In the end, we left the place, buying nothing. Seriously, my god! such a waste of my freaking time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My mom&lt;/span&gt; atu tah jua, sighh, she got sweet-talked. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mom&lt;/span&gt; told us, that one of her friend got tricked. she bought the one on the catalouge, but didn't receive the free stuff. If &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt; knew about it.. but why did she go for it? Haiyaaa.. lol. It's ok though, I know she won't do it again. I tried to stop her. lol, but I know she wouldn't listen. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ugh, I hope you guys do understand what I just said here. Long story short, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DO NOT TRUST AOWA&lt;/span&gt;. You can buy their stuff. But the prizes? the promotion etc etc, just ignore it. Seriously, if you guys come across with the salers. Just avoid them. Layan-ing them is just a waste of your time. We spent 45 minutes with them. gawwwwwwwwdddddd. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to say that their stuffs are not good. They are good. Pretty amazing. But, the way they get the customers is just really wrong. One of them are cute though hoho. not the one who talked to us, another guy. Sooo, I hope you readers won't get fooled by them too. Think twice before you do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go. I need to do my homework. D: owwww...I have a headache. GREAT~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye readers. :3&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/3155122415820505888-5792608703986233823?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/5792608703986233823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=5792608703986233823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5792608703986233823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/5792608703986233823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-die-aowa.html' title='Just Die Aowa'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-2059832222995731610</id><published>2008-08-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:48:18.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Amazing day.</title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a long post. So, take a long deep breath readers. Don't fall asleep. Or I'll hit you with a brick. ;D haha. joking. XD Just like I promised, there'll be vain pictures of me and my friends. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JuBsS3&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gpo8&lt;/span&gt; groups went to Gadong earlier today after school. Celebrating &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz's&lt;/span&gt; Belated Birthday. It was so freaking fun. Loud, but pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;As planned, Mizah went to my home with me. She brought her clothes and stuff and we got naked in my bedroom and went into the shower together. lmao, wth. XD No way. Don't get your imaginations go wild. As usual, we got pretty vain and took a couple of pictures. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlQQq4EbOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rzBlCh2GxoI/s1600-h/mz5250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlQQq4EbOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rzBlCh2GxoI/s320/mz5250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240307888739871970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mizah and me. lol. Wet hair..&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/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlQ8LuTmYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Nz7BbJ9PwPk/s1600-h/mz5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlQ8LuTmYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Nz7BbJ9PwPk/s320/mz5246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240308636291668354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeahh, that's my messy hair dresser. lol. I was drying my hair at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's two more. But I don't want to show it to you. It's a naked picture. Lmao. no no. XD I'm just lazy to upload it. pfft. Then my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;took u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wany's&lt;/span&gt; house. When we arrived there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt; was like, "Go to the back, come on come on!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I went blank. Lmao. I thought she was being sarcastic. She was smiling and laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt; was there too. The plan was we go to The Mall together. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany's dad&lt;/span&gt; drove us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, her dad dropped us near the KJ restaurant which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the place we were planning to eat and surprise the cake and stuff. We went to the Makcik bakery and God, it smelled so freaking good. lol. I didn't eat breakfast at that time. My tummy was grum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bling. lol. shushh tummy. xD&lt;br /&gt;We spotted this beautiful *lol* ice-cream cho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ate cake. Which was kind of small and it cost like $15. The big one was $30. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;didn't have enough money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to spend $30. So, we bought the small one instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the KJ restaurant and planned with the waitresses. When to show the cake and yadda yadda. We ordered like 2 sets of butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;er &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;icken and 2 sets of sweet &amp;amp; sour fish. Which cost like $8 per set. Damn. Bye-bye money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D': Poof! away it goes. It was around 2 o'clock at that time and Rye and the others hadn't arrive yet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hairul&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Syamim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Emy&lt;/span&gt; were definitely there already. They showed up when we bought the cake. Everything started to get crazier. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With time to spare, and hungry stomachs, we crossed the street to The Mall. We bought baby blizzards from DQ. Ok, it's not good to eat ice-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cream when you have empty stomachs. I don't know why. But, just don't do it. xD We sat dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;few mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nutes, then ka-ching! *lmao* &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye, Quddus, Shahmi, Muaz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dylah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lutfi&lt;/span&gt; arrived. Everyone was incredibly shocked with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Quddus&lt;/span&gt;. He looks so different without the glasses and the uniform. To you readers may not know why, pretty much and inside story. My classmates really know how I reacted. lol. I wasn't as surprised as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt;. But, serio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sly. He lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oks totally different. We met th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e birthday boy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt; near the food court. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye, Gyra, Jessie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dyla&lt;/span&gt; decided to buy a gift for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz &lt;/span&gt;which was a phone casing. lmao, not sure if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt; actually wanted it. But, the casing was pretty cool. As they were buying the gift, the others and I walked back to the restaurant. We sat outside like wanting money or something, waiting for the waitress mopping the floor and waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;. God, my frien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ds were so loud. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The waitress finally finished everything. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e restaurant was completely...empty. Lmao, sad sad restaurant. Everyone sat and waited for all the food to be served. In the mean time, we took pictures!! I'm not going to post everythi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ng her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e. Most of the pictures are &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizah's&lt;/span&gt;. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ore were taken by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shahmi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wany&lt;/span&gt;. But, I haven't get it from them. I didn't take a lot of pictures. Lousy phone. D'x So, here ya go. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlYl-CratI/AAAAAAAAABA/SFYcuqRs474/s1600-h/mz5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlYl-CratI/AAAAAAAAABA/SFYcuqRs474/s320/mz5252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240317050754919122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo!! (lol, try to find me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZQpLZQfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9CNtq5qv6LI/s1600-h/mz5256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZQpLZQfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9CNtq5qv6LI/s320/mz5256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240317783888708082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gyra, Jessie, Me, Wany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZcr_S85I/AAAAAAAAABY/3ccjsolu4W8/s1600-h/mz5282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZcr_S85I/AAAAAAAAABY/3ccjsolu4W8/s320/mz5282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240317990801699730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and Wany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZtsDAyHI/AAAAAAAAABg/LllNOJ_xf6o/s1600-h/mz5259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZtsDAyHI/AAAAAAAAABg/LllNOJ_xf6o/s320/mz5259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240318282875062386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlZtsDAyHI/AAAAAAAAABg/LllNOJ_xf6o/s1600-h/mz5259.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the birthday peeps!! Taz and Rye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladz6x6JI/AAAAAAAAACA/D4uOvAHqKCM/s1600-h/mz5277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladz6x6JI/AAAAAAAAACA/D4uOvAHqKCM/s320/mz5277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240319109621737618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladz6x6JI/AAAAAAAAACA/D4uOvAHqKCM/s1600-h/mz5277.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lutfi and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladoGZf7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/H0_U0OvbyDc/s1600-h/mz5281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladoGZf7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/H0_U0OvbyDc/s320/mz5281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240319106449244082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLladoGZf7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/H0_U0OvbyDc/s1600-h/mz5281.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex, Jessie and Me. LOL. close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLldGzW5aoI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZibmWrW2olc/s1600-h/mz5284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLldGzW5aoI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZibmWrW2olc/s320/mz5284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240322012869126786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again, there's a lot more pictures. But gawd, that was so tiring. lmao. I'll give you the link of the pictures later. Those are milo shakes over there. It was good but too sweet. D: That's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; standing up over there. He arrived pretty late. Overall, 17 heads came. Lol. Wow. We never thought a lot of people would come. We were so loud, I think the waitresses over there were annoyed. haha. I think we also annoyed them by ordering again and again. Turns out the food wasn't enough. We had to order 2 more sets sweet &amp;amp; sour fish and another butter chicken. Bye-bye money D: Each and everyone got their own plate of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30 we finally got to eat. Lmao, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Quddus&lt;/span&gt; read the doa before eating. Which we didn't usually do. Lol. After everyone finished eating, time for cake!!! :D As soon as the waitress brought out the cake everyone sang Happy Birthday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taz &lt;/span&gt;was singing too! lmao. He thought we did it for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; thought we did it for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt;. xD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt; was shocked and the waitress was confused. Lmao. it was pretty funny. It took a few minutes to light up the candle xD. More pictures. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlgjAQoBEI/AAAAAAAAACg/7uUVtGRj1Pc/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28173%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlgjAQoBEI/AAAAAAAAACg/7uUVtGRj1Pc/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28173%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240325795903702082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretty Cake~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlgjejdB_I/AAAAAAAAACo/6SQsHElyC5A/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28175%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlgjejdB_I/AAAAAAAAACo/6SQsHElyC5A/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28175%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240325804035737586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rye cutting the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh shucks, I don't have a lot of the cake pictures. I'll try to get it from the others next time. there's a video of it, but lol, it's a private thing. So, sorry. XD;;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt; told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; to tell them to kiss *lmao* and record it. But, naw, it wasn't a success. They just salam-ed each other. lmao. Everyone suap-ing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt; and suap-ing each other. Lmao. We are weird people. hahaha. XD It was so cool. :3 and sweet. :'D if you guys wanna know, all the food costs like $105. Everyone had to pitch in again. D: So expensive.. D'x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the Mall. We decided to buy something for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt;. Something that matches together. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah, Jessie, Wany&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to buy the carving name key chain silver thing. While we were buying it, I found this guy that I stalked when I went to the beach with my friends. How small world this is! I was like, OMG OMG! It must be fate! Lmao. seriously, I bumped into him two times. wow, it must really be fate. lol, yeah right. xD He was so cute. Sigh. lol. Anyway, We went back to the arcade and I wanted to play the drum game. I accidentally picked a hard one and me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gyra&lt;/span&gt; were having a hard time playing it. Lol. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; left me there alone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt; too. I hate you, Babe. hahaha. XD jk. Turns out she was in the karaoke booth with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex, Jessie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gyra&lt;/span&gt;. D: Singing "I Lay my love on you" or something. I joined them. *menyamak* lol. Suddenly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; came in telling the peeps that was going back home with her that she couldn't. She had to go to Belait. They went panic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dyla&lt;/span&gt; had to go home with me and the others have to call someone to pick them up. The key chain that I said earlier, couldn't get finish in time. We got a refund and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dyla, Me&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt;, rushed to buy something else. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; was coming to pick us up. After long strides, we found a cute matching small key chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlmI6zB79I/AAAAAAAAACw/ZPLG2Dm_XCQ/s1600-h/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28176%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlmI6zB79I/AAAAAAAAACw/ZPLG2Dm_XCQ/s320/iRa-cHan+DeSuUu%28176%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240331944830562258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, everyone got their ride home. So, everything was cool. it was raining heavily at that time. Traffic was heavy too. Took us more than an hour to get back home. lol. That's the end of the story. Lol, you can breathe now and wake up. Lol. I'm not sure if i missed a couple of details. But, I think it's pretty detailed. I haven't upload the pictures in my friendster. I'll upload it later. For now, *posts*. Thanks for reading. :3 *splash water on you readers*.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;JuBsS3 &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; gp08&lt;/span&gt; for the awesome  outing! Love you guys always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-2059832222995731610?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/2059832222995731610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=2059832222995731610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2059832222995731610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/2059832222995731610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/08/amazing-day.html' title='Amazing day.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/SLlQQq4EbOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rzBlCh2GxoI/s72-c/mz5250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-8773740546914960022</id><published>2008-08-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:44:29.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom at last</title><content type='html'>Well, only for a few months. Then, the final year exam will begin. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I got some of the test result. I got 96.5% for my principle of accounts. I am so thrilled about it. woot! But as high as my marks sounds. I'm not the highest. Cheh. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mizah&lt;/span&gt; got 98.5%. Bullshit you babe ;D. Congrats. I got the top 4. I don't really care, 90+ is friggin awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Then Maths, uhh, I'm not happy with it. I got 76%. It is pretty good. But I dropped on Maths. Most of the questions we have done in the classwork and I phailed. D: I forgot how to do some of the questions. pffft.  I was pretty shocked that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; failed the exam. D: I know she's so freaking good at Maths.I don't know what happen. Over confidence maybe? You'll be ok&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rye&lt;/span&gt;!! Work hard for the next exam. :3 I can't wait for the other results. Wish me luck! Add Maths... haiya;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Not much to say here though. ==a. I'm going to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kaka Bibi&lt;/span&gt; (cousin) party later. It's like an engagement party? lol. I dunno how to describe it. Then tomorrow, it's the wedding! I'll try to take some pictures later. Don't get your hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh yeah, My computer got upgraded yesterday. So like, they have to format it. I was like NOOO!!!! Luckily, they have the backup thingies, Butttttt, they can't save everything. I spent like 15 minutes talking to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;daddeh&lt;/span&gt; on the phone on what not to delete.  God, I hope non of my drawings got deleted or something. anyway, so right now I'm using my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister'&lt;/span&gt;s laptop and it's so fun to type on this. lol. But it's pretty hard too. D: I dunno where's my laptop's mouse is. I hate using the touch pad thingy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have not much to say right now. I'm just gonna update my blog. I hope you readers not bored when you read my blog. =_= I'm so sorry if it's boring. *bows*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gtg. See ya everyone. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-8773740546914960022?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/8773740546914960022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=8773740546914960022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8773740546914960022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/8773740546914960022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/08/freedom-at-last.html' title='Freedom at last'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-3282689093618746138</id><published>2008-08-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:21:37.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all coming back to me.</title><content type='html'>Holla amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, A.Maths was better than I expected. It was not super easy but there are might be a pretty good chance that I will pass it. Well, lower than 60% maybe. hahaha. I don't have high hopes for A.Maths. OTL. Most of the question was reminder theorem. So I was like, "HELL YEAH BABY". Except one I didn't get the answer. Stupid equation. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English? God, it was comprehension. *dies* It wasn't half bad though. But seriously, I rather have composition than comprehension. I'm not too sure if answers for comprehension are correct. Then, summary. Haiyo. D: *scratches head* whatever la. 3 more days left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt; today and she was pretty shy. lol, I can see her face was turning red. lmao. After that, she treat us nasi ayam each and everyone of us. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;! So, like, we're planning to celebrate her birthday and my other classmate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tazrin &lt;/span&gt;after the exam. We told Rye we're planning a surprise for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taz&lt;/span&gt; and vice versa. The problem is we don't really know how. lmao. not-so-good plan. So like, we change it. We're just gonna tell them the whole truth. The surprise maybe just the cake with their picture together. But then, here comes a whole new prob. Rye's going to buy the cake. D: yeah, we haven't tell them yet. And her mom is planning to buy the cake. Greaaaaat. My Plan C, the only surprise will be just the presents. I guess. It's easy and simple. lol. Right right? lol. I don't really care actually. I guess the main point is that everything goes well and we have fun. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to Jerudong Park with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; and his friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. We were planning to see this Bruneian band called "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Power heat&lt;/span&gt;". Which sounds like a brand name for electronics. lmao. Got to admit that I wasn't actually looking forward to it. Since most Bruneian bands are well... you know. lmao. So when we arrived there we chatted for a few minutes and ate light foods. After that, we went to see the band, but it was pretty quiet. Suppose to be lots of people hanging out and stuff. No sound of a band performing. So, my bro's friend contact his friend. Turns out, his friend said in Jerudong area. But not sure where. lmao. So yeah didn't get to see the "awesome" band. lmao. Anyway, we just hung out at the park. Seriously guys, JP has change alot. and it's not a good change believe me. it's getting worst. Most of the games are closed down and broken. It was such a big mistake for them to give people to play free from the beginning. and now look at what the hell happen. JP is like a deserted place. Sigh. It's like a seriously waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, now, where was I? lol. oh yeah, we hung out and tell some riddles. I hate riddles. LOL. It's confusing. My bro's friend is pretty cool. Then rain falls!!!!! We huddled together in one umbrella. (Amazing). lol. Except for DC. But what's the point, I was still wet. lmao. There were a lot of emo and punk wannabes. *cuts wrist* XD not cool. XD Then, we ate at this restaurant in JP called Pinang..? I don't really remember. But DAMN, it was so...expensive. The cheapest for food is like $4 *dies*. We watched an old Jackie Chan movie. Which my bro's friend is a big fan and was easily amused. lol. We got back home and that's the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, I'm just pretty tired to explain it in a lot of detail. lol. There wasn't much to tell anyway. xD I don't want you guys to get bored. Sorry, I didn't take any pictures at that time. i forgot. ==a.. I accidentally hit the guy that I had a crush on. When I was singing happy birthday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rye&lt;/span&gt;. When I hit him, I was like *paused*. "OH SHI-". He didn't react though. He just tried to pass through. Then, all the crazy feelings I had for him suddenly rushes back into me. Six years. wow. But, before this I was more crazy in love than now. *Stalker* lol. Now, well yeah, my feeling is not actually gone. I guess you can say it's lesser than before. Which is pretty good. But what happened today, makes me awkward around him again. We haven't contact for a long time. sigh sigh. I hate this. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, long post is long. So I better go. pretty tired and I'm thirsty. ughh... lol. Thanks for reading guys. lol I hope you do. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta La vista (spelling?) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-3282689093618746138?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/3282689093618746138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=3282689093618746138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3282689093618746138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/3282689093618746138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/08/holla-amigos.html' title='It&apos;s all coming back to me.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-6614485641864238901</id><published>2008-08-23T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:44:01.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post is first.</title><content type='html'>Yay, I made a blog. I kept thinking if I should make a blog or not. if you guys want to know, I changed like 5 blogs in the past. =_=;;  'cause no one actually read it (I didn't have many online friends back then...figures) and so, I thought about it that making a blog was just wasting my time. But, well, here I am again. lol. I don't know if anyone actually read this one. But, what the heck. I'll give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be more active and update whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my 2nd test is tomorrow *dies*. Add Maths and English. I'm not too worried on English since it's paper 2. More worried on my A.Maths. I failed the two exams before. Not good not good. sigh. (so? REVISE DAMMIT). yeah yeah I did. XD but I have to admit that I wasn't in the mood to study. So, I'm not quite sure if everything is stuck in my head. I hope so. I'm fine with the reminder and factor theorems (not sure if you understand wth I'm talking about) straight line graph + logarithms just kills me. OTL. Logarithms = death. We learned logarithm since the second month and I still don't freaking get it. well, I do, but only a little. Reminder and factor theorem is my best topic for A.maths and I hope this will help me to get at least 50+%. Sigh, I sure hope so. Dx&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TO MY FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; RYEHANA!!!&lt;/span&gt; or as we usually call her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;katak&lt;/span&gt;. lmao. Eh, long story as to why we call her that. xD I hope she will have an awesome birthday and happy always Rye Babe!! :3 *hugs her* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's late. Better get going and I need to sleep. plus, have to get my school stuffs ready. Wish me luck for the 4 day tests guys! :'3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-6614485641864238901?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/6614485641864238901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=6614485641864238901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6614485641864238901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/6614485641864238901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-post-is-first.html' title='First post is first.'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155122415820505888.post-4654319213226270270</id><published>2008-08-22T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:45:05.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><title type='text'>Testing one, two, three</title><content type='html'>test test test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm AWESOME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155122415820505888-4654319213226270270?l=ira131.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/feeds/4654319213226270270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155122415820505888&amp;postID=4654319213226270270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4654319213226270270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155122415820505888/posts/default/4654319213226270270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ira131.blogspot.com/2008/08/testing-one-two-three.html' title='Testing one, two, three'/><author><name>iRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457392938529061449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RAZh65ulYs/TNKBX7OHguI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XT2CxVf429M/S220/101102-004034+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
