<?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-37724627</id><updated>2011-12-06T00:18:39.667+08:00</updated><category term='stereotypes'/><category term='miss independent - neyo'/><category term='i hate this part - pussycat dolls'/><category term='superwoman - alicia keys'/><category term='leavin&apos; - jesse mccartney'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='mood: bored.'/><category term='mood: goooooooood'/><category term='invisible - ashlee simpson'/><category term='love hate envy'/><category term='mood: sad'/><category term='your guardian angel - the red jumpsuit apparatus'/><category term='gabrielle - survive'/><category term='come and go see LJ                  :)'/><category term='closer - neyo'/><category term='mood : pissed off'/><category term='love story - taylor swift'/><category term='lovebug - jonas brothers'/><category term='thunder - boys like girls'/><category term='pookeemarkkaw.'/><category term='Faizah'/><category term='mood: tired'/><category term='the fall'/><category term='say goodbye - chris brown'/><category term='forget about me - lil bit'/><category term='boys love music ice cream yummy'/><category term='hatin&apos; on the club - rihanna ft. the dream'/><category term='mood : lazy'/><category term='what hurts the most - cascada'/><category term='faizah. (:'/><category term='bust it baby - plies feat neyo'/><title type='text'>ALONED -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6020736931260103153</id><published>2009-03-18T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:34:34.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatin&apos; on the club - rihanna ft. the dream'/><title type='text'>mood: pissed</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but livejournal got borng so I came running back to blogger. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm bored. And tired.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6020736931260103153?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6020736931260103153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6020736931260103153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6020736931260103153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6020736931260103153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mood-pissed.html' title='mood: pissed'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7824650319757987345</id><published>2009-03-15T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:02:27.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come and go see LJ                  :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not dead yet lah hello.&lt;br /&gt;I don't die so fast. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, how is Blogger now hey?&lt;br /&gt;It still looks as dull and boring as before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;LJ's waay more fun. Heeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go visit me there luh.&lt;br /&gt;In case you readers don't know, I'VE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://r-ocketgirl.livejournal.com&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/37724627-7824650319757987345?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7824650319757987345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7824650319757987345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7824650319757987345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7824650319757987345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-dead-yet-lah-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2280265523037166341</id><published>2009-01-02T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:56:59.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. &lt;br /&gt;Kthnxbye. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2280265523037166341?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2280265523037166341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2280265523037166341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2280265523037166341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2280265523037166341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4756272420007670411</id><published>2008-11-18T18:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:46:38.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your guardian angel - the red jumpsuit apparatus'/><title type='text'>mood: moving out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OH HI DEAR DEAR DEAR READERS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M MOVING OUT..&lt;br /&gt;TO &lt;a href="http://r-ocketgirl.livejournal.com"&gt;LIVEJOURNAL.&lt;/a&gt; I HOPE ALL OF YOU WILL STILL CONTINUE TO READ MY DAILY STUFFS AT MY LIVEJOURNAL YEAHHHHH. BUT IF YOU WANNA READ, ASK FOR THE URL FROM ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; CONTACT ME AT littlemiss_faizah@hotmail.com (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THXKAYBYE. (L) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4756272420007670411?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4756272420007670411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4756272420007670411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4756272420007670411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4756272420007670411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-moving-out.html' title='mood: moving out'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7471328549663885575</id><published>2008-11-17T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:19:31.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate this part - pussycat dolls'/><title type='text'>mood: bored</title><content type='html'>Happily Never After is sooooo my song yo. Lurveeee it. (L) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as &lt;b&gt;strong&lt;/b&gt; as you thought. Sometimes, I really wish to have someone that could let me rely on. But that &lt;b&gt;someone&lt;/b&gt;, it's real hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No, happily &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; after.&lt;br /&gt;That just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ain't for me&lt;/span&gt; because finally,&lt;br /&gt;I know I deserve &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; after all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; gonna let &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;another teardrop fall&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/37724627-7471328549663885575?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7471328549663885575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7471328549663885575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7471328549663885575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7471328549663885575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-bored.html' title='mood: bored'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4321317799122239693</id><published>2008-11-16T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:09:58.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget about me - lil bit'/><title type='text'>mood: quite angry</title><content type='html'>Playing with my heart will only lead to anger.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me why i'm so mad right now will only lead to fights.&lt;br /&gt;And worrying about me won't help.&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me alone, for just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be back to my normal self again.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You'll say I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;always happy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; at everything I do,&lt;br /&gt;but what you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;don't notice&lt;/span&gt; is that&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;damn good actress &lt;/span&gt;too.&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/37724627-4321317799122239693?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4321317799122239693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4321317799122239693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4321317799122239693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4321317799122239693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-quite-angry.html' title='mood: quite angry'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3631468119858628128</id><published>2008-11-15T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:03:30.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss independent - neyo'/><title type='text'>mood: ripped off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SR7IWYoFZ1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8RQkewp7HCk/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SR7IWYoFZ1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8RQkewp7HCk/s200/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268868900963313490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Caring(Idra) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling damn damn mad right now. And ya know what? I HATE FRIENDS WHO STEAL OUR OTHER FRIENDS. I mean ya lah, i know you two know each other before. But steal the name I named that particular person? Wahlao, its a serious rip off. No sense of originality, is it? Whatev lah, I don't care about YOU OR THAT OTHER PERSON ANYMORE. Pfft. Fucker sia this stupid friend stealer. !@$%^&amp;amp;*(@#$@!%%^$^&amp;amp;W#@%@!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i seriously hate it when people just talk about their boyfriends and nothing else. They keep blabbering and blabbering and blabbering about their boyfriend. Nothing else but their boyfriend. And to me, its super boring kay. Tell it to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i hate people who keep bossing people around when CLEARLY they're so totally NOT the boss. I mean, if you're not in charge, don't step like you in charge liddat can? It will make other people think badly of you. Have a BAD impression of you. Puh-lease lah honey, don't make it so obvious that you want attention can? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm getting so pissed so easily nowadays. Even at those who did tiny tiny mistakes. And I feel damn left out/lonely/isolated/friend-less. I'm not gonna put here why but maybe i'll just post it up at my livejournal since ya'll don't know my address. MUAHAHA. Kay not in the mood for evil laugh. Oh, only Edina knows the reason. Edinaa, psst! Don't tell them kay. Love you babee. &lt;33  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad night 2008!&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, it was tha bomb yo. We, councillers, had to be in school by 1pm. Reached around 12.40+ and sat down with the rest. Jolin ironed my shirt for me! Yay, i love you Jolin! (: Then, after that changed into the grad night attire and court shoes. I LOVE MY SHOES KAY. Then ran around school to help around. Hahahaaha. The foyer and hall and the grad night venues are oh-so-pretty. Took many photos, shall edit and post it up. (^.^ V) Many people looked very pretty and handsome. I was one of the servers and I swear its damn scary when you're serving for the first time. I mean, like seriouslyyy sehhhh. OH AND THE FOOD WAS NICE!! The dinner we had and the leftovers I mean. The dinner was some japanese food with rice and gravy chicken or smth. The first dish we had to serve in a very grand manner. And I was feeling damn nervous cause' I was afraid of spilling the food or tripping over something. BUT LUCKILY NOTHING BAD HAPPENED. Yayyyyy! Haha.  Then after every dish, I kept eating the leftovers. Then Rasi was like, 'FUZZY! What are you doing? You're eating leftovers you know. ITS LEFTOVERS!' then I smiled and said to her, 'The food's friggin' nice leh. You want some?' Hahahahahaahaha. She said no at first. Then after a few minutes later, I saw Fiona, Divya and Syafiq attacking the leftovers. And guess who I saw? Rasi! Haha. Then I said the same thing she said to me. ahahaha. After that, the award ceremony thingy. It was damn cool lah. But I couldn't remember many. I'll list them out yeah; Shazunah was Miss Sophisticated, Idra was Miss Caring, Farzeera was Miss Eyecandy, John was Mr Macho, a freestyler was Dancing Queen, Fay was Miss Melodious. And yeah, there were some more but I can't remember them. Haha. Yeah, well, I'm gonna miss all the sec4 seniors I know and are close to. ): Do come visit us uhhhhh! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very super duper late due to yesterdaaay. My court shoes were killing me man. Like seriouslyyy. After waking up, bathed and ate breakfast. Then got ready to go to Changi Airport. Went to Changi Airport. Then, walked and walked around. Bought some stuffs from Chomel, The Body Shop, Mini Toons, Urban Concepts. Couldn't find a place to eat but finally settled to eat at Earles Swensens! Ordered Fish&amp;amp;Chips, Frosted Chocolate Malt, Calamari and Fries. And there was a free flow of salad! Whoo. Yummy manzxzxszxsz. Especially the fruits! PAPAYAA! Haha. Then was really bloated. Went to the toilet to camwhore with momma. Haha. After that, took bus home. Yayyyy!  --  I'm seriously wondering now, who are my friends and who are not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;throughout life you're gonna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lied&lt;/span&gt; to,&lt;br /&gt;going to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna most likely gonna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;left out&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing to do is just that you&lt;br /&gt;have to be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bigger person&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/37724627-3631468119858628128?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3631468119858628128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3631468119858628128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3631468119858628128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3631468119858628128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-ripped-off.html' title='mood: ripped off'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SR7IWYoFZ1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/8RQkewp7HCk/s72-c/DSC00658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4466329433556374947</id><published>2008-11-13T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:16:56.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invisible - ashlee simpson'/><title type='text'>mood: left out.</title><content type='html'>Oh god hi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. And the mood is friggin' down man. I'm always sad, mad or just not happy. Wonder why. The only time I'm happy is when I'm not here. Yeah, i repeat, not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FRIGGIN' FEEL LEFT OUT RIGHT NOW SIA. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the one &amp;amp; only thing i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; right now is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;likes me for me&lt;/span&gt;. a guy who &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;isnt afraid to act like himself&lt;/span&gt; around me. &amp;amp; for me to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;able to act like myself&lt;/span&gt; around him -- someone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;cuddle with&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;feel wanted&lt;/span&gt;.. someone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; someone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4466329433556374947?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4466329433556374947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4466329433556374947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4466329433556374947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4466329433556374947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-left-out.html' title='mood: left out.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1437470508187717262</id><published>2008-11-11T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:31:01.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabrielle - survive'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This post is to the someone who thinks her life is not worth anything anymore and she wants to destroy it. Or something liddat lah. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HEY YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you. The one with the pill bottle or loaded pistol or knife in your hands. Can you stop for a second and think about what you're doing? That bullet WILL create a hole in your head and that rope WILL turn your face a cold gray. So what's the problem? Too much work? Parents a pain in the ass? Did you get into a fight with a good friend? Is it REALLY worth losing a great future over whatever it may be? Right now you may think so, but ten or twenty years down the road, when you're holding your first child in your arms, will you feel the same? I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. Your parents MAY be total jerks and you MIGHT be under too much pressure, but is it really worth finding out what happens when you die? If you still wanna shoot yourself in your head or swallow those pills and slit your throat, it doesn't seem like you're thinking this through enough. I've been where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a game show. Sometimes you get a big boat, and sometimes you only get a crummy car wax. All you can do is spin the wheel again and hope for a better prize. And you can't say EVERYONE doesn't love you, because everyone has someone who loves them. I LOVE YOU. I love you with all the love a teenager can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So drop the murderer in your hand, whatever it is, and know you will be okay. Things always are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;someone who cares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And after all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;heartbreaks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fights&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;true love&lt;/span&gt; will be waiting for you at the end.. and it will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/37724627-1437470508187717262?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1437470508187717262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1437470508187717262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1437470508187717262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1437470508187717262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-post-is-to-someone-who-thinks-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-317553305188369741</id><published>2008-11-11T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:19:58.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bust it baby - plies feat neyo'/><title type='text'>one world.</title><content type='html'>HELLO. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday. It was thaa bomb yo. Hahah. Went to Kallang Leisure Park. Watched The Coffin. Wait, no exactly watch lah. Cause' we had to meet Sakinah. Then, we were like watching the movie, 1/4 through it, we left. There were two reasons. Haha. One because IT WAS SO FRIGGIN' SCARY TO ME. And two, we had to meet Sakinah at Bedok. Hahaha. Then yeah. Took 16 yadayadayada. SAKINAH BROUGHT HER CUTE LIL' BRO ALONG. Hahaha. I love AFIQ yo. He's so friggin' cute. He's my 'anak' supposedly. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayyy then walked around Parkway. Visited Idra at her Coffee Bean. She looks so different yo. Prettier, i must say. (: Then, after that went to Mini Toons to buy marshmallows and sweets. Hahaha. Nice nice nice. Went up to Banquet and ordered Fried Hokkien Mee and Coke Zero. Hahahha. After that, went to arcade. I SO WANTED THE GIGANTIC BLUE CAREBEAR SO BADLY. ): But didn't get. So sad kan. Boo. Then, walked to the bus stop and took 196 without Syahril. D: Reached Bedok, bought sushi. Speaking of which, I HAVEN'T EAT IT. Eew, maybe it became rotten already. Yuck. After sushi, momma called and asked where I was and I told her Bedok. Then she say wait for her then I waited loh. Fith, Sakinah and Afiq walked to the bus stop to take 69 home. Haha. Thenthenthen, my momma arrived. And we ate at Cafe Galilee. Hee. Yummy yo. Teriyaki Chicken Leg or something liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF THE DAAAAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to go library to do some hardcore studying but none of friends were free. EITHER GOT CCA, PLANS ALREADY, CANNOT GO OUT, BROKE, TOO FAR. -.- Lame excuses yo. Haha. :D Kayyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-317553305188369741?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/317553305188369741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=317553305188369741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/317553305188369741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/317553305188369741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-world.html' title='one world.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5315721106799603943</id><published>2008-11-07T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:33:04.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='say goodbye - chris brown'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I THINK I FEEL LIKE USING LIVEJOURNAL RATHER THAN BLOGGER ANYMORE LUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nah, i shall be good to this blog of mine and keep it ALIVE! Haha so yeah. Ignore my previous post lah, I was just friggin' pissed at somebody. Pfft. I'm glad you apologised today yeah. And no, its not you, Sakinah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, I LOVE HALOGEN FOUNDATION. Hahahahahaha. This is continuing from yesterday one horh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SWEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR I CAN BE A BITCH WHEN I WANT TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbitw-layouts.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s492.photobucket.com/albums/rr284/trendsetty/graphics/new/z104779940.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that proves it. hahahah. kay lame. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todaaaaay;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with momma. Haha. Momma went to work while I took the bus to school. Boo right. Reached school and started to do work? Hahahah. Then, after work, was slack. Went to buy bubble tea at Jenny's Deli. Passionfruit red tea is my new love yo. ANYWAAAAAAAAAYS, today was fun. ^^ Hahahahahahahahaha. Bitching with Jun Shen is friggin' fun yo. Luqman had many many many ant bites. I pity him. But his fault what. Who ask him to join NCC ? Pfft. Jun Shen also. The NCC people have to bathe with the cubicle door, open. How sick is that man? I swear all the sec 3 NCC Guys are gay. Except the ones I know. Hahahahahah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i helped Jun Shen do this poster thingy which I think is really really nice. JUN SHEN IS A GREAAAAAAAAAAT ARTIST YO. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mdm goh is super nice and friendly. hahahahahahahaha. she told us many many stories which i find interesting and cute at the same time. Hahaha. Kay enough of hahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I still remembered the day that someone told me that he liked me.&lt;br /&gt;I was jumping up and down and I couldn't stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I liked him &amp;amp; I think he liked me too!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kept talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;And I was not embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering now if he still likes me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause' if he does, then I think i'm the luckiest girl on Earth right now.&lt;br /&gt;Cause.. Cause.. Cause.. I think i'm in love with this really cute guy now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5315721106799603943?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5315721106799603943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5315721106799603943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5315721106799603943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5315721106799603943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-i-think-i-feel-like-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-9195339899074671045</id><published>2008-11-06T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:41:35.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leavin&apos; - jesse mccartney'/><title type='text'>IMMA LOUSY FRIEND, YES I KNOW. SHE'S BETTER THAN ME. PAPE AH.</title><content type='html'>YEAH WHATEVER AHHHHHH. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. FRUSTRATED SIA. EVERY SINGLE TIME THIS HAPPENS. FUCK LAH SIA. EVERY SINGLE TIME! GRR. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-9195339899074671045?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/9195339899074671045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=9195339899074671045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/9195339899074671045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/9195339899074671045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/imma-lousy-friend-yes-i-know-shes.html' title='IMMA LOUSY FRIEND, YES I KNOW. SHE&apos;S BETTER THAN ME. PAPE AH.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8425797373533454033</id><published>2008-11-06T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:17:51.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what hurts the most - cascada'/><title type='text'>determined to leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;hey hi people. (if there are any anyways) yesterday was tha bomb. but i swear it was goddamn tiring. yesterday was friggin' fun ah. Hahahahahahahah.  I suddenly have an urge to change my blogskin again. Haha. Kay back to yesterday, wake up and made my way to tanah merah to take mrt with luqman. He was earlier than me. Kay whatever lah luqman. Haha. He said there was gonna be seats at the mrt but in the end takde! Pfft. I had to stand in heels for like 17+ stops sia. And i look like some bloody idiot y' know. Thanks luqman, thanks alot. Grr. After that, reached Clementi like half an hour earlier. Then we saw Debra! Then talk talk. Went to some mama shop to buy sweets and chocolates. THERE WERE LIKE ALOTTA BOOKS ABOUT SEX THERE AH. Its like everywhere i turn/look, there's like something there about sex. -.- So disgusting lah sia. The titles were like 'xxx, sex tonight' , 'the ultimate diet and sex' and maxim magazines blaablaablaa. Pffft. Sick shop owner, i tell you! &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then everyone else came. AND LUCKILY I WASN'T THE ONLY WEARING HEELS AND PANTYHOSE. Kay enough of that. And then, the bus didn't appear! Cause' we were waiting for him at the wrong place. -.- Hahaha. Boarded the bus then arrived at Ngee Ann Poly. ITS SO FRIGGIN HUGE MAN. And far. Haha. Then took blazers and duty started. I was situated at this very big door with Maria. And we said hello to many many students. Hahaha. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;After that was eating time! THE BUFFET RAN OUT OF FOOD. -.- I swear all the primary school teachers are like barbarians in disguise. Like seriously sia. How can a buffet run out of food? Pfft. -.- In the end, we ate packed food. Like the students. How sad. Grr. Then we played with this hugeeeee ball. And got accident happen. Hahaha. Yasmeen's fault. :xx Shall not talk about it. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;AND I SWEAR I LOVE THAT DAY AHHHHH. We met this guy named Nick. He's tha bomb yo. He's funny and smart and cool and talented and you know what? He rocks. Hahaha. He's really sweet. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;After that, we took photos and went home. They gave us some stuffs like a calendar and this cute toy thingy and $5 ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream voucher. I'M SO COMING BACK NEXT YEAR MAN. Hahahahahahahaha. I took some pretty photos and shall upload it on friendster. Hahahahaaaha. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; Well, anyways, thats the end uh. Made a birthday thingy for my momma today. Its her birthday.. And well, i've got no more mood to post about whatever else cause' i'm just feeeling very empty right now. Maybe i'll blog when my mood's a lil' lighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8425797373533454033?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8425797373533454033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8425797373533454033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8425797373533454033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8425797373533454033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/determined-to-leave.html' title='determined to leave'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3409471915064628254</id><published>2008-11-03T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:08:41.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story - taylor swift'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i have random days where i wish i had a boyfriend. today was kind of one of them but when i have a boyfriend, im never happy. maybe its just the guys, but when im with someone, i feel suffocated. but is it so much to ask to be held and kissed once in a while? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a very sad mood right now. Blog some other time. *tries to smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3409471915064628254?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3409471915064628254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3409471915064628254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3409471915064628254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3409471915064628254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-random-days-where-i-wish-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5913791351354402021</id><published>2008-11-02T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:37:04.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder - boys like girls'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I WATCHED HSM 3 TODAY. It was awefxcksome. Hahahahaha. Went to E!Hub to watch it. I SWEAR I LOVE ROCKETMAN DUDE. I'm gonna turn into rocketgirl. Hahahahaha! Whoosh. Anyways, watched the movie. Hehehe. I cried loh. Pfft. I can't believe why either. I love the 'Can I Have This Dance?' &amp;amp; 'Just Wanna Be With You'. Hahahaha. Imma sucker for romantic things. Pfft. And the guy who sold the tickets at the counter was cute. Hehe. Then, after that, went to the toilet. OH AND BEFORE THAT I SAW ARIEL, LEONA AND ONE MORE GIRL I DUNNO. Ariel was like, 'Eh faizah!! Give me hug can?' Hahaha. Leona also. Then I hugged both of them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, went down to the Yoghurt Place to eat yoghurt. Its not nice loh. The smell is like so strong. Yuck. Well, the Gelato one is nice too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'LL CONTINUE TOMORROW AH EH. I GOING TO CHANGI BEACH TO EAT DINNER WITH MY FAMILIA. ;DDDDDD BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE PEEPOS. AND I LOVE YOU ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SO FRIGGIN' EFFIN' MUCH KAY AY AY. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5913791351354402021?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5913791351354402021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5913791351354402021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5913791351354402021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5913791351354402021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-watched-hsm-3-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7846476761325869735</id><published>2008-11-01T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:10:05.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closer - neyo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OH YES, I FORGOT ABOUT SOME PEOPLE IN MY PREVIOUS POST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nurfarhanah Bte Muhd Ayop; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU TO THE MAX LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. NOTHING CAN EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER REPLACE YOU KAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. BEST BUTTS FOR LIFE YO. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU SMALL GIRL. :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7846476761325869735?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7846476761325869735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7846476761325869735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7846476761325869735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7846476761325869735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-yes-i-forgot-about-some-people-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-159751516620162368</id><published>2008-11-01T15:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:57:46.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superwoman - alicia keys'/><title type='text'>mood: hyper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My horoscope for today is like so true. Look look, &lt;em&gt;This day should be full of an outgoing energy, and you'll be ready to get social.&lt;/em&gt; Its like super damn true y'know. Haha. Well, there was Open House today. Woke up at around 6 plus. And it was raining damn damn heavily. So nice to sleep loh. Was dragged out of bed. Literally. Haha. Then, bathed and stuff. Then, I asked my momma for $100 for Council Camp. But actually, don't need to pay yet. Haha. Then around 7+, went out of the house with my momma to eat breakfast at LJS. By the time we reached there, LJS wasn't open. Then we walked to Burger King. WAHLAO, also not open. -.- Then I realised that I didn't bring my phone! Then rushed back home to get my phone. Heh. Its very important kay. Then, finally settled at Macs for breakfast. Time check, 7.50 a.m. I was supposed to be in school by 8 loh. Haha. Then, took 14 with my momma. Momma alighted at Tanah Merah to go to work. Then, soon, I reach school already. Time check, 8:17 a.m. 'Shit 17 minutes late.' Haha. Not only me late kay. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wore my tie&amp;amp;I got my name tag. I swear my name tag is like the most awesomest. Thank you Mervyn(sp?) for making sucha AWESOME name tag for me. Hahahahaha. Then, well alot of customers, opps, I mean parents/kids came. Haha. Then alot of them come to me loh!!! I'm friendly, ooooh yeah! v(^.^)v*PEACE SIGN PEOPLE* Haha. Anywayayay, I started laughing and talking to alot of people lah. Very fun y' know. Then, Jhia Hao stuck a bird sticker on me. Then Divya did the same. And soon, almost everyone at the counter got one sticker loh, including Cuthbert. Haha. Then many more parents and kids came. I SAW SOME OF MY JUNIORS AH WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Haha. Oke, too enthu liao~ Anywaaaays, they recognised me. Heh. And ChingKiat was like, 'Wah, someone's juniors horh.' Of course must be proud laaa! Hahaahahahahaha. Pokay. Uhhhhhhhh, then more people pasted more stickers on me. Haha. RUKKU'S NAME TAG GOT NO $$$! Hahahahahahahahah. *inside joke* Well, again, anywaaaaaays, I LOVE COUNCIL. Filled with many fun-loving people yo. Including myself. Hehehehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, everyone kept looking at the yearbooks and twisting the tablet pc and pasting stickers and doodling and laughing and talking and YOU KNOW WHAT NURIN AND ITA ARE ON THE COVERPAGE OF THE YEARBOOK. THEY LOOK EFFIN' PRETTY. Heh. I like the back cover loh. Its like very emo but very nice. OMG. They can be part-time models yo. Earn $$$! Whoo. AHahaha. Well, anyways, I CAN'T WAIT TILL I BECOME SECONDARY 2 AND WHEN I GET INVESTED AS AN OFFICIAL STUDENT COUNCILLOR WITH THE BADGE AND EVERYTHING. HAHAHAHA. Moral: I've been very friendly and nice today. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: No more infatuations for me baby! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, faizah. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-159751516620162368?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/159751516620162368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=159751516620162368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/159751516620162368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/159751516620162368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-hyper.html' title='mood: hyper.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1066295933927661167</id><published>2008-10-31T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:02:27.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovebug - jonas brothers'/><title type='text'>mood: sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You know what? I've been feeling quite useless/pathetic/unimportant to my friends nowadays. Especially this holidays loh. Its like, everyone's got plans for their holidays and stuffs with their soon-to-be-BOYFRIENDS and sick moms(obviously to that someone ah). Pffffft. Can go out with Sec 3 boy, cannot go out with your own good friend. Pfffffft. I wanna talk about my girlfriends and boyfriends so shuddup and listen, will ya? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets start; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siti Nur Sakinah Puteri Kamsani; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey babe. In case you're reading this, i'm gonna say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KINAHIZAH FOREVER&amp;amp;EVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still remember you arguing with JAY about it. Hahahahaha. 'Dier tarok(sp?)IzahLina Forever and ever abeh tak tarok KinahIzah forever and ever pe. Whatever ah.' In case you dunno what that means, lemme translate for you; 'She put IzahLina Forever And Ever and never put KinahIzah forever and ever what. Whatever ah.' Hahahahahahahahaha. Cute lah this star. Anyways, i miss hyper times at Parkway, throwing pebbles into my shirt at Vivo and mixing disgusting stuff into your milo. You busy with netball, i busy with council. Macam maner liddat. Pfft. -.- Nevermind, we'll make time for each other. I hope. ): Oh and iloveyou. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Muhammad Syahril Bin Sani; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey dude. I shall say that I miss you. Haha. I miss talking to you, i miss your very cute laughter and your candid shots yo. You're busy(and broke like me) and we've got no more time for each other anymore. Thats so sad yo. Well, anyways, (i haVe nO Idea whLat tO write anYmorE here for yoU). p/s: rearrange the letters and see what you get. ;DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Darlina Syairah Binte Muhd Wijaya(sp?); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello Mrs Padilla. I miss you v v v v v much y' know. And come ah, join AV with me! Or maybe I could join Choir with all of you guys. But if I sing kan, the whole world will have to end already. My singing is one of the signs of the world ending! Hahahahahahahah. Well, i love you v v v v much alright, don't ever forget that. I miss going to Hidaya's house to play Sims, gossiping with you and of course, camwhoring with your crazy(but cute) poses. Haha. Well, i hope we can meet up soon cause' everyone's been neglecting me and stuffs like that. So yeah, Anthony Padilla cannot take you away from me kay if not, i'll make sure i'll SMOSH, uh no, SMASH his head. Hahah. ILY yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dessy Faradina Bte Meeran; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi hotstuff. ;DD Hahaha. Jangan marah lah beb. Well, i miss you toooooo. Talking to you on MSN, lets watch a movie together eh. Haha. I miss playing badminton with you, racing with you at Hidaya's house and pranking people with you.  Next year's gonna be a busy year for both of us and I swear I love sitting around in classroom with you. Too bad our class camp is not gonna happen anymore, haiyoyo wasted our efforts of planning right? Pfft. Takpe, at least we made the class magazine happen eh. Iiiiiiiiiiii LllllllllOooooVvvvvEeeeee YyyyyOoooUuuuu. HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hidaya Alatas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello jonas brothers hater. I miss you yo. [Eventhough I just saw you this afternoon in school.] I miss playing the swings with you, taking many funny photos of you and prank calling people using your phone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'hi, is this lee pei lin? this is mr wong, from chupa chups company. i'm here to tell you that you've won 10.000 years of free supply of lollipops.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! *everyone burst into endless laughter* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha. Well, iloveyouuuuuuuuuuu like to the heavens alright. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Edina; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello b. I miss you seh. We meet up soon kay ay ay. And I was hoping we could bump into each other at TM but I guess it was the wrong timing eh. So sad loh. Well, lets keep on hating xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx till she dies and rots. Haha. Love you babe like seriously man. [p/s; don't get your heart broken kay, but if you do, you know where to find me. ^^] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Skye;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OhMyGay, tetek besar! I love bitching and slutting and gossiping with you lah!! And yes, i do agree; bimbos rock. HAHAHAHAHAHA! LOVE YOU, TETEK BESAR! once a tetek besar, always a tetek besar. ;DD Love you babe. And forget all about YK, remember ME! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Helllo my bestest greatest gerek-est funest guy buddy ever!!!! But y' know what, I doubt you would be reading this. Since you don't even know about it. HAHAHA. Ehhhhhhhh, i don't miss you. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Thats so sad right for you. Gahaha. Not really lah. Everytime contact you, no need miss you already lah oi. JUST WANNA SAY YOU'RE THA BEST I SWEAR. :D nothing/nobody/nowhere can replace you lah oi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan: To tell you the truth, i am not using my old phone anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faizah: Huh really? Then what phone you using? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan: My new iphone. My friend's mother gave to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faizah: OMG. So coool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan: She work at apple nyer company and three free iphone so i get one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faizah:  Then what happened to the other two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan: Tak lah, i was just kidding. HAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faizah: Hahaha, lol. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Syazwan: Nk step lol je. Padahal dlm hati, 'sial nye wan.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After gossiping about something, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[ ckp ngan dier, syazwan ckp dah takde tetek, tk payah step sexy. muke dah slenge. buat hal slenge je lah. ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NOT REFERRING TO YOU AH EH. JANGAN NAK TERASE AND THEN, POST AND SAY LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR OR WHATEVER. ANYWAYS, IF YOU ASK ME TO LOOK AT MYSELF IN THE MIRROR, MY BOOBS ARE WAYYYYYY MORE VOLUPTOUS THAN YOURS KAY, FLATSCREEN. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, gonna end with: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arms are for hugging, boys are for kissing, sluts are for dissing and best friends are for when the boy is kissing the slut and all you really need is a hug. I love you guys to the very maximum v v v v v v v v much kay ay ay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1066295933927661167?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1066295933927661167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1066295933927661167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1066295933927661167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1066295933927661167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-sad.html' title='mood: sad.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1303208865918472385</id><published>2008-10-31T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:37:02.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: sarcastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I really really really really liked my previous blogskin ya' know. But Edina was using it and well, I just HAD to change. Later what will people say kan? So yeah. I love this current one too ya know. Just that it doesn't show the title. Boo. And well, i'm addicted to my PSP yo. And i'm hungry. No food at home. I have CCA later. Oh yeaaaaaaaaaah, guess what? Girl Guides in Temasek is closing down and Civil Defence is taking overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. So eeee, right? So the teacher asked who wanna join and nobody wanted so we're gonna be split into different CCAs of our choice. Coool eh? But so saddening loh. Well, i'm getting dressed and go to school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND GUESS WHAT ? TOMORROW IS THE OPEN HOUSE AND I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED MEMORISING THE SCHOOL MOTTO AND STUFF LIKE THAT. SO DUMB LOH. -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and you know what, i couldn't sleep last night even after i ate panadol. grr. kept thinking of *DISTURBING* pictures I saw earlier. Yuck lah, like seriouslyyyy. If only I could wash my eyes with soap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kay ah, bye wanna pakai uniform alrrrrrrrrr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, faizah. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1303208865918472385?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1303208865918472385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1303208865918472385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1303208865918472385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1303208865918472385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-sarcastic.html' title='mood: sarcastic'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1639264475096467410</id><published>2008-10-30T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:19:12.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: pissed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm really really really really really really pissed right nw. and to all the people who wanna terase about my blog eh, please lah oke. don't. if i never mention any names, that means its not about YOU. don't make me so pissed until i mention your name and start talking real bigshit that will destroy your life like forever kay. believe me, i can be a bitch when i want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whatever lah. i don't care. you know what, trust no man and FEAR NO BITCH! heard that girl? and don't give me your stupid excuses, lameBABAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and NO, I'M NOT REFERRING TO YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gonna end with my favourite quote from my favourite best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; of mine but nah, nanti ader orang tu terase lagy ah. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1639264475096467410?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1639264475096467410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1639264475096467410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1639264475096467410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1639264475096467410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-pissed.html' title='mood: pissed.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7348827924586042680</id><published>2008-10-29T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:14:10.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: mad &amp; tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi. I miss my blog so badly. Haha. Well, its only like what, the first week of the holidays and I'm already rotting at home. Boo. Kay ay ay, so on Sunday, I went to Simei. Wanted to modify my PSP but couldn't. So sad right. Cause' mine was like some new motherboard thingy. Whatever lah. Then, after that went to Tampines to eat ice cream. Yummy. Then, from there, went to Parkway. I went to meet with my old buddies at FutureKids.  Miss them sehhhhhhh. Ate loads and loads and loads of chicken wings and pizzas. But it was nice. Very delish. Haha. I was kindaf late but not the LAST one. Haha. Took many candid photos of Charlyn Chow Ming Li, shall I post it here? Nah, later I would get into trouble. See Charlyn, i'm being very kind. Better keep your promise ah. Haha. So yeah, after that, said our goodbyes and I bus-ed home. Wanted to take cab but very expensive luh since its peak hour. And yeah. So thats it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Bugis I think. To play the arcade. Fun oi. With my momma, adeks and bibik. Hockey, some beating games and many more ah. Hahahahahaha. Then bought a *NEW* cherry water bottle. Whoo. My adek bought this kambeng printed waterbottle which is BTW, MY TRADEMARK ANIMAL. Pfffffffft. Trademark stealer. Grr. After that, went to eat at FoodRepublic. The place is so prettaye. And the food so nice. I ate Nasi Padang and Paper Prata. I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee the paper prata yo. SO CRISPY. Hahaa. Went to The Wallet Shop. Bought a *NEW* wallet &amp;amp; *NEW* pencilbox. The quotes were: Algebra isn't all that tough. *DIAGRAM* Find x. There it is. Thats the wallet one. The pencilbox one was, "Don't like my attitude? Call 1800-kiss-my-ass." Hahahahahaha. Thats so cute. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that cabbed home loh. OH OH OH OH OH OH OH , i spent my $15 dollars voucher on 2009 daily planner and a thingy. HAHA. I forgot what lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had to go back to school cause' need to have meeting with the grad night's emcee. Pffffft. Spoilt my day yo. So boreeeeeeeng. Heh. Oke, next. Waited for momma at the Tanah Merah MRT Station. Mrt-ed down to Bugis. Again. Heh. Walked to Sim Lim Tower. MODIFIED MY PSP, YAY FINALLY YO. Spent alot, but all was paid for from my momma. Love her loads! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, bought this blue animal waterbottle for my bibik. So cute loh. Kindaf regretted not buying it for myself. Nah, my cherries cuter loh. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rot, rot, rot, rot, eat, rot, rot, rot, rot, play, rot, rot, rot till NOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! grr. everyone's busy today. So dumb loh. And nobody talked to me on the phone. Dx &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kay ay ay ay ay, I wanna hit the pillow alreadyy ay ay ay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love, Faizah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh and p/s: I GOT A NEW PHONE ! :p Sony Ericsson w595! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7348827924586042680?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7348827924586042680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7348827924586042680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7348827924586042680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7348827924586042680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-mad-tired.html' title='mood: mad &amp; tired.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3037385673576593365</id><published>2008-10-25T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:38:12.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miracles happen once in a while, when you believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm finally blogging and changed my blogskin for like a million years. Haha. Welllllllllllllllllllllllll, i've got alot of things to say ay ay. Haha. Super duper busy during the holidays, so no last minute going out plans. If you wanna go out with me, tell me like a few days earlier. And don't be disappointed if I reject oke cause' I've got tons of things to do yaw. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Day Of School ; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really cooooooooooool seh. I can't believe 2008 passed so quickly. 2008 has been a bumpy road for me but I got thru it yeah. Full of broken promises, damaged hearts and fragile friendships. But I really enjoyed myself. Haha. I'm gonna miss ya'll for 2 whole months. Dx &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had Project Heart on friday. It was boring, really. I only liked when we watched the massacre movie. That was the most awesomest part yo. They showed us this movie called Columbine or something. And it was about these two boys who had bad communication skills and stuffs like that and he ended killing alot of people from his school. Its really so sad ya' know. I wonder what happened if Singaporeans were allowed to own guns like the Americans. Mass destruction causing everyone to die? Yeah, most prolly uh. Then after that was games. Games was boring. Some stupid person wanted us to learn teamwork, trust and blaaablaablaa. And i got sucha lousy leader. -.- Pfffffffft. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, went back to class. The principal was there. I gave a very stupid speech. Grr. And gave out the class magazines. Finally got one! Haha. Its beeee-youuuu-teee-f00lll. Haha. Then yesterday(Friday) my momma met Mrs Govind. I asked her if i need to bring the report book to school but she say no need so i didn't bring ah. Then,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Farris: Did you bring your report book? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: No. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Farris: Then how am I supposed to tell your mom your results?! You got memorise your results meh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: Yesterday i ask Mrs Govind she say no need to bring, then I never bring loh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Farris: Aiya. Nevermind. Wait for a while ah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pfffffffffffffffft. Haha. I find it very funny tho. My results were good and Mrs Govind said good stuffs about me. Haha. She gave me a fifteen dollars popular voucher. I can't wait to spend it! :D :D :D Anyone wanna go with me ? Hehehehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, me and momma went to VivoCity by bus 10. Haha. And then, I had retail therapy. Haha. Whooooo! My momma got me a Sony Ericsson w595. Due to my results. Heh. I'm really happy yo. Its a great phone. :D :D :D Shake ah shake. Haha. After that, drank at Starbucks and camwhored with my momma. Chocolate Chip Cream yummzxs. Haha. And ate at Secret Recipe before that. So yummmmmmmmy delish. Bought my grad night stuffs already. Saw some really pretty grad night dresses, thats super cool ya' know. I can't wait for MY grad night. Hahahah. Then happily cabbed home. Wheeeeee~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todayyyyy ; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Toa Payoh to send some guarantee for the new tv thingy. Thought toa payoh was a really nice place but actually, its not. Seriouslyyyy. Its so not fun. Haha. Then bused down to Parkway and settled down to eat at Fish &amp;amp; Co. I ate New York Fish&amp;amp;Chips and Seafood Platter for 2. Its so yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmy. Haha. Reaaaaaalllly delicious ! :D :D :D :D :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then walked around and cabbed home. I saw Amirah(Maryam's Sister) at the taxi stand. Wanted to ask her if she was but very paiseh ah. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I drank Esprit. And I want more! :D  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SERIOUSLY HATE THIS STUPID SOMEONE. SHE'S JUST A FRIGGIN' MOTHERFUCKIN' BIATCH. GRRRRRRRRRR! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3037385673576593365?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3037385673576593365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3037385673576593365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3037385673576593365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3037385673576593365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/miracles-happen-once-in-while-when-you.html' title='miracles happen once in a while, when you believe.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3737041691721660615</id><published>2008-10-23T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:01:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired like nbcb lah siazxzczxscxs.</title><content type='html'>Serious sia, i'm really exhausted. See you tomorrow, blog. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3737041691721660615?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3737041691721660615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3737041691721660615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3737041691721660615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3737041691721660615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-like-nbcb-lah-siazxzczxscxs.html' title='Tired like nbcb lah siazxzczxscxs.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1809436436107204443</id><published>2008-10-21T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:33:37.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'M REALLY BORED RIGHT NOW BUT NOT ENOUGH TIME TO POST ANY MORE POSTS SO BYE. AND OH OH OH , I THINK I GOT PROMOTED . CAUSE MY FORM TEACHER SAID I PASSED. AND YEAH, THAT HAS BEEN MAKING ME SMILE OVER AND OVER AGAIN WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ! :d :d :d :d :d &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH AND I HATE PERVERTS, THEY SUCK BIG TIME YO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JUST LIKE SERGIO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1809436436107204443?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1809436436107204443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1809436436107204443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1809436436107204443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1809436436107204443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-really-bored-right-now-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5591023026686495927</id><published>2008-10-21T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:02:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Bored yooooo.</title><content type='html'>(A) People who got tagged must write the answer on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B) Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.The person must say who they tagged by and cannot tag on the tag person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this out of boredom. Maybe you should do it to. [ Yes, i'm talking to you of course. ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh, watchin' teeeeveeee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no. Unless i'm overseas or something. Or the bat died or flat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;Was prolly getting ready for recess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;When  uhhhhhhhhhhhh, I watched a touching love story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate / destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, stupid of me right. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;True Love? Oooooh, and everlasting money suppliers. :D :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains , or just put up your hood?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Pillows, they're like a part of me. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pink shorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku sayang kau, aku sayang kau. Hehe.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Not really. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Mr and Mrs Smith? On channel 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Class Magazine . Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Call Syazwan hp at 7.25pm. [LOL, real long time ago sia.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Puspa - St 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy, Kambeng, Sunshine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where are you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2++. Stayed up thinking of some stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If you mean cheerful, then yes. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;Alotta people yo. But especially my mommma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically nobodyyy. So sad right. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like soooooo annoyying ah. Fucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What / who was the last thing / person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Rukku and Masyitah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from ?&lt;br /&gt;Irni Natasha &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;Bitches, minahs, mats, hypocrites AND people with NO originality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;YES NO yes no yes no yes ? Not sure lah. Confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever hone a cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, like duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;White.  :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;That would be a great idea ya know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of : Talk is cheap ?&lt;br /&gt;Sure yeah. People can just like talk and tell TALL stories like some superstar, but its nothing but lies. And lies are cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;MOMMMMA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;My  baby bro. He's so cute. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see that last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Like duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;I think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died , when they really didn't die ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Some random superstar that didn't appear on tv a really long time. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;I've got no profile song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haven't been having dreams lately either. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.... Like SOME people claim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Independent - Ne-Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;Noo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. Is there a quote that you live by? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put your head up high girl, cause' there are people who are just dying to see you fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. D: `&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;recorder. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;To eat at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about some things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;No. Not even a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe you love life?&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye - Mariah Carey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54  Does the person know that you like him or her?&lt;br /&gt;No. Hehe.Whats the point of a crush if he does right. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;55. Who always make you laugh ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hidaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;56. Do you speak other language other then English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;57. Favourite website(S)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;Dnt have. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;school. boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely very hyper. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;My pillow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Not a great fan of games. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Many many people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend &amp;amp; Love , who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Friends obviously right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;This stupid survey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;FPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Black, pink and blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotions do you like to show ?&lt;br /&gt;That i'm a strong girl when i'm really, not that strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you ?&lt;br /&gt;A bed of roses. With a few(MANY) thorns. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If you have something troubling you, what will you do ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ask my momma for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;Syahril Sani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most ?&lt;br /&gt;My momma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in ?&lt;br /&gt;January. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Super duper happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;6.55pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Grr, nobody tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair ?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i don't dye my hair, hello. But if can ah, I want brown. Very nice shade of brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. there's no question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody? &lt;br /&gt;Listen to music and fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;25? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Wh is more important to you ?&lt;br /&gt;Family THEN friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Tell  everyone that I'm dying today and say I &lt;3 them very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Momma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain ?&lt;br /&gt;Of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true , what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, maybe find true love and strike lottery and get lots of $$ ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, pass all my subjects? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 . Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes no. No. Boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most ?&lt;br /&gt;Happy butterflies in my stomach feelings. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate most ?&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ness. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;What'd you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;Family , Friends &amp;amp; my pillows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Momma and familyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight ?&lt;br /&gt;My huge huge huge huge huge pillow. [LOL, crap yo.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;97. What do you regret doing in your whole life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol, stupid question? Oh oh oh, falling in love with a stupid guy. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you ?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, kill myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyf / girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;Been through that, and well, i'll break up with the person ASAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;Danggggg bored. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5591023026686495927?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5591023026686495927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5591023026686495927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5591023026686495927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5591023026686495927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mood-bored-yooooo.html' title='Mood: Bored yooooo.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8743465931269334104</id><published>2008-10-17T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:44:18.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood: goooooooood'/><title type='text'>My adek sounds like a makcik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I saw alot of people today. Haha. Well, i haven't told you about what I did and jalan raye with class kan. Gerek gile babs. I've got alot to tell so i'll just summarise alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jalan Raye ngan kawan2 tersyg. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- It was overall fun lah. It was very very very messy. Everything kept being postponed and stuff and I was pissed. Then I took a reaaaaaaaaal long time to get ready and stuff. Haha. Girl what. Hehe. Met at Bedok Inter. Took bus with Nadhirah. And then, from there, mrt-ed to Pasir Ris. The people toook a really long time. I wore black btw. Together with Luqman and Nadhirah and Farhanah. After EVERYONE CAME, bus-ed to Fanah's place. We HAD TO PICK HER UP. Pffffft. Then, from there, bus-ed to Nadhirah's place. At bedok. Haha. Then, her mom cook Roti Kirai for us. Sedaaaap oi. Thank you cik. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, went to FAIZAH'S HOUSE. Haha. Had Nasi Ayam Penyet. Alot of people say the sambal very SPICYYYYY. But what would Nasi Ayam Penyet be without spicy sambal, isn't it?Haha. After that, we left for the next house which was Darlina's. Had hotdogs and fishballs and fries at her house. Yumms. After Darlina's house, was Dessy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dessy's house was very very very super far from Bedok. Its at Tanjong Rhu. Haha. Bus-ed to Tanjong Rhu. So effing far. Camwhored in the bus, with alotta people. Haha. Will be uploading pichas soon. On Friendster. My posts are always wordy lah, never picha-y. HAHAH. Btw, i did tell you I have curly hair now right? Hahaha. Okayyy, best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, was Jay's house. Jay's house was really pretty. But it was kindaf squeezy. And the parents forced me to eat. When i felt like my stomach was gonna burst. Then the father said, ' Kalau tak makan, tak dapat duet raye'. Boo. And of course, i ate something. A hotdog actually. Haha. Swear i was super damn full. And the father is very nice. Haha. I thought he was very fierce. AND THAT JAY WOULDN'T LET ME SEE HIS ROOM. -.- Grr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After his house was Luqman's. Bumped into Akif they all in the bus to tampines. After that they left or something. I played DJ Max with Luqman but I failed. Boo. So sad right. I want a PSP! URGH. Luqman's house for a while only. After that, we left and we got lost. Hahahahahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Nadia and Sakinah got into a HUGEEEEE FIGHT ON WHICH HOUSE TO GO. I was like in the middle. I anything also can, as long as its my last house. After which was Sakinah's. Her house and sisters and daddy and mommy were nice. Haha. Coolio. After that, cabbed home and someone was at my house for hari raye. Haha. The fiance was hot sia. Hah. After that slept. The end~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Examinations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Results were very super duper good. Mom &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I changed my blogskin. Darlina got a phone. Got a new tv at home. Ikea is a real fun place to shop at. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ikea outing with Rukku and Masyitah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- After school today, went to Ikea. Hah. To find some council stuffs. Then camwhored alot. Rukku and Masyitah and me were laughing effing loud. So many jokes loh. Hahahahahaha ! Rukku, just in case you're reading this, remember the man who was dancing? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think like thats all I did loh. Haha. See friendster for more photos! :D :D :D :D :D :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8743465931269334104?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8743465931269334104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8743465931269334104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8743465931269334104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8743465931269334104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-adek-sounds-like-makcik.html' title='My adek sounds like a makcik.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-607314115543506296</id><published>2008-10-14T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:05:55.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood: sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>The perfect boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I want to meet a guy; who wouldn't be scared to laugh at me &amp;amp; call me a loser when i do something dumb. A guy that'd run up behind me and cover my eyes &amp;amp; ask me to guess who he is, even though its pretty obvious. A guy who would hide behind a corner and jump out to scare me, so he'd have a reason to hold me. A guy that would leave me numberous voicemails, just because he feels like it. A guy that'd call to wake me up in the morning, cause he wants to be the first voice i hear each day. A guy that would never let go of my hand. A guy that would look me in the eyes and tell me he loves me. And mean it. Yeah, that guy. I think that's the guy i'm supposed to give my whole heart to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've never felt this way before. I don't know why but my mind was made up of love today. And only love. Nothing else. Couldn't concentrate in Thinking skills today. After that, I kept listening to those empty and lonely and single type of songs uh. Grr. How I wished I've got a boyfriend loh. But.. but.. I'm not sure. Don't wanna get hurt again. No boy can prove to me that love is worthwhile. Until then, I shall keep on looking for that guy. Which will never come, I guess... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-607314115543506296?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/607314115543506296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=607314115543506296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/607314115543506296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/607314115543506296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect-boyfriend.html' title='The perfect boyfriend.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2732058588970442435</id><published>2008-10-13T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:16:29.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND I HAVE A FEELING PEOPLE HATE ME! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2732058588970442435?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2732058588970442435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2732058588970442435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2732058588970442435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2732058588970442435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-i-have-feeling-people-hate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3113432751374898043</id><published>2008-10-13T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:15:21.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood: bored.'/><title type='text'>Yeah, i know everyone's not perfect. Quit repeating it, will you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/side.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and rational person with a good deal of balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends consider you to be kind, caring, and truly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting. However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to the world, you are not afraid to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Able to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You're a bed hog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllll, i'm still pissed at someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grr. Shall not say anything. Later she blabber more about me. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quit telling me everyone's not perfect, i know that long long time ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm boredboredboredboredbored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah, nanti ader orang terase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kthnxbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3113432751374898043?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3113432751374898043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3113432751374898043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3113432751374898043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3113432751374898043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-i-know-everyones-not-perfect-quit.html' title='Yeah, i know everyone&apos;s not perfect. Quit repeating it, will you?'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3741241375680784490</id><published>2008-10-12T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:21:00.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood : lazy'/><title type='text'>Would you?</title><content type='html'>When our time is up, &lt;br /&gt;When our lives are done, &lt;br /&gt;Will we say we've had our fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we make a mark,&lt;br /&gt;This time. &lt;br /&gt;Will we always say we tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; -- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Changing my blogskin soon, heee. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3741241375680784490?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3741241375680784490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3741241375680784490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3741241375680784490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3741241375680784490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/would-you.html' title='Would you?'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8357664802434981026</id><published>2008-10-11T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:57:01.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood : pissed off'/><title type='text'>Why did you take my opinion ? If I were you, I'd just go on and don't give a bother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to the bank in the morning todayyy. Momma deposited some money and made me an ATM card! So happy. Haha. But I can't use it. D: After the bank, went to NTUC Income to check some stuffs. Went Mac to eat lunch and so yumms. Hahahaha. After mac, went home. Grab some stuffs and went out to bring my adek go Parkway. Saw my teacher there, she didn't recognise me cause' I've changed. In a &lt;em&gt;good way. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. Then, after that, walked around Parkway. My momma wanted to change her phone but the phones were not nice. Wanted to get Sony Ericsson k660i or k770i but out of stock. So sad kan. LOL. Went to some tv road show. My momma wants to buy a new tv !! Yay. So cool. Then there may be a television in the kitchen. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, went to buy pretzels and water. So yummmy again. Bought some cute stuffs. Hahahaa.  Decided to take bus home. Yeah, after that, walked home. So tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case you're wondering what my title is about, its something that doesn't really matter anymore. Really. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8357664802434981026?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8357664802434981026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8357664802434981026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8357664802434981026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8357664802434981026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-did-you-take-my-opinion-if-i-were.html' title='Why did you take my opinion ? If I were you, I&apos;d just go on and don&apos;t give a bother.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5573775074371414529</id><published>2008-10-10T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:27:55.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood: tired'/><title type='text'>Those who try to do something and fail are infinitely better than those who try nothing and succeed .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER OH GOD WHAT A RELIEF ! Haha. Well , been up to alotta things lately. Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hari Raya - Brought my books to every house I went just to study. How lame right. Haha. -.-       Went to few houses, cause' my parents and me are like not in the mood. Me cause' of exams , them cause' dunno. Haha. Uh, been eating alotta kueh-muih nowadays. So delish. Heh. Makmur&amp;amp;Kueh Tart &lt;3.&lt;p&gt;Exams - First paper was Geog. I surprisingly knew many of the questions and uh, I BELIEVE i can pass. Cause' the night before I was studying like hell, together with Mom &lt;3&lt;p&gt;Friends - Sakinah and Fith got into a HUMONGOUS FIGHT. Well, shall I or shall I not explain? I'm not sure which side I'm on but I think its Sakinah. Cause' of some reasons that I can't put into words, aight ? Been going out since Tuesday. Haha. Tuesday went to eat Mac. Haha. I was being disgusting by adding milo with butter and salt and pepper and coffee mix and sugar and ice. Hahahahaahahahaha! Saw alotta people ; Alena, Pei Yin , Robi , Tesrin , Diyana , Rasheed , Martin and many more humans to name ! (: Uhhhhhh, Diyana borrowed me her Celebrity magazine which is like so cool. Its like, so hot. Got Jonas Brothers. Heheheh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday went to have breakfast with Sakinah and Syahril in the morning before our papers. Sakinah was very very late, but nehmind. Its the togetherness(: Took 229 to school and Najib and Zheng were in the bus. Haha. I heard them talking about Syahrin. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday went to Starbucks and bought some yummy chocolate chip cream thing drink. Yumm. Thanks Aril for recommending. I bought the tall one(which is so short) and could'nt even finish it. Camwhored and walked around Tampines. Syahril and Naz went to the arcade while me and Kinah  walked around at Century Square. Saw Maryam and her sis. So pretty, those two siblings. Haha. She called me saying Mdm Lina was in the building. Haha. Cool eh. Abeh kiter rest kat some tempat lah. The sofa was purple. And there were minahs in front. Haha. Then, ate at Food Culture. Saw Fith's family and herself, but don't think she saw us. I couldn't believe it. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday went to Hidaya's house! Ate at titbits. Haha. Go hidaya's house, played Sims. After that, Darlina went to meet Pei Lin cause' she belanje Swensens. And she didn't allow us to follow. So bad. Hurhur. Then, after Sims, played Need For Speed; Most Wanted. At first, I was bad at it but I improved! Hahahaha. I love it! (: After that, went downstairs to play badminton. So fun. I won both games! Uh huh uh huh ! Shawal called before that asking if I was at home, I said no. HAHAHAHA. Played the swingy thingy that's there somewhere. I swear i was damn dizzy. Haha. And i kept screaming. And laughing. Which made me thirsty and felt like peeing. Haha. Jumped on the trampoline which Hidaya attempted to take a photo of me jumping which failed. Haha. LOL. Photos uploaded soon kay. Then went her house to pee. Her ex-schoolmate came and then we left. Cause' too tired. 14 was taking a long long long time sia. Hurhur. Reached home around 5 + and went on laptop mode. Haha. Til now. Heh. And my cherry hoodie punyer zip sucks. It broke into half. I'm gonna send it for alteration soon, if they can fix the zip thingy. Or replace it. Hurhur. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plans for the weekend;                                                                                                      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch tv, sleep, crap, laptop, play, read books, go library, go shopping! Haha. And go Sakinah's open house. Hahahahahahaha! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel so goddamn tired right now sia. Grrrr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To _______; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the past few days, I've been thinking alot lately. Why is it like this? Who made our friendship this way? And is it worth it? The answers just cannot be defined into words. I'm confused. I admit you've changed, alot. I know I can't change you, but at least listen to what your friends have to say. I've been trying SO HARD to tell you, but its like your ears are switched off or something. And i'm disgusted by that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the 9 - 10 months of knowing you in Temasek, i've seen you change ; from that innocent and good girl who abided by the rules to some girl I can find on the street with thick eyeliner and short skirt, a typical MINAH. Well, its like, you only think of yourself, and not the others like me and other people uh. And i've been keeping this from you for like past few months already.. Eversince ONE incident and ANOTHER incident. Which had hurt me so much. Just in case you were wondering why I didn't hang out with you anymore, I just disliked your behavior and I didn't understand you anymore, its like your mind is only made up of boys..  I know I shouldn't judge you like a book but, I've been knowing you for 9-10(which is not long) and I've realised that , 'I'd better tell her soon.' And soon is now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw you today. And i admit that I don't know you anymore. Just forget our friendship ever formed. So here's my last goodbye ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, everyone has different opinions about other people. Its up to you which to believe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haiish, thats referring to you you and you. Kay best. Bye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5573775074371414529?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5573775074371414529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5573775074371414529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5573775074371414529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5573775074371414529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-who-try-to-do-something-and-fail.html' title='Those who try to do something and fail are infinitely better than those who try nothing and succeed .'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6003611679174273213</id><published>2008-10-07T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:10:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr bored Lit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OH DAMNIT . I'M SO LAZY TO BLOG LAAAAA ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6003611679174273213?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6003611679174273213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6003611679174273213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6003611679174273213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6003611679174273213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/grr-bored-lit.html' title='Grr bored Lit.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4855261146696548714</id><published>2008-10-02T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:41:46.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faizah'/><title type='text'>Ahhhh exams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Study study study study study study study. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grr. Exams spoiling hari raya. Hafta bring my notes everywhere sia. Grr. Screw exams. Revising revising revising. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gotta bounce, going Tasha's house to mug with her. Heh. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4855261146696548714?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4855261146696548714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4855261146696548714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4855261146696548714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4855261146696548714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhhh-exams.html' title='Ahhhh exams.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5933408018790798771</id><published>2008-09-29T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:11:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever's just a temporary word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cut me some slack. Stress lah seh. Exams are driving me up the wall. Everyone's saying, 'study study study.' Gosh, i hope I don't fail any subjects. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another few minutes to buke time. Heh. Can't wait. Eating Nasi Briyani that my bibik bought on the way home from fetching my adek. Its a new shop near Sheng Siong or something. Darlina came to my house today. And it was like friggin' fun! Heh. We watched Another Cinderella Story which is by the way, very nice. Then, watched Heroes Season 3 Epis 1&amp;amp;2. Again, so nice. Milo is just oh so hotttttttt. ^^ Then, watched Ugly Betty. Heh. So niceeee again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malay exam was okay. Quite do-able. Is do-able even a word actually? Check the dictionary and come back to tell me alright? Hehehehehe. Oh yes, I forgot to bring my dumbass heavy like shit dictionary today!!! Grrr. So angry at myself for not bringing. Studied my peribahasa and I doubt that i'll get full marks for that section. I was confused between two peribahasa-s. Grr grr grr grr ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. Okayy, byeeezx. Gotta run! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5933408018790798771?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5933408018790798771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5933408018790798771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5933408018790798771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5933408018790798771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/forevers-just-temporary-word.html' title='forever&apos;s just a temporary word.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1283691731206570294</id><published>2008-09-28T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:53:28.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faizah'/><title type='text'>never ending catastrophy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;War is currently going on between someone and someone. When will this end, people? Sick and tire d of it all lah sia. Inform me as soon as possible when this STUPID war ends. Thankyouverymuch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Studying peribahasa for Malay exams tomorrow. Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i hate it i hate it i hate it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malay has always been a problem for me cause' I never speak in malay unless very important or neccessary and secondly, my mom usually helps me with my compos. Boo. ): I hope tomorrow's not gonna be a hard test. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay! I finally understand mensuration. Heh. Tuition teacher explained to meeee!!!! If he didn't, I think i died already. Gahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded new photos into Friendster. Check it out yeahhh. And planning to change blogskin to something elsee. Maybe planning to change URL too. But nahh, since you guys usually read using this blog url.  Anyways, it'd be quite a hassle to ask everyone to relink me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooooooh, I want to be in love with ________ ! But i dunno how. Heh. Stupid much. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Byezx. Wish me luck for tomorrow. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1283691731206570294?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1283691731206570294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1283691731206570294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1283691731206570294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1283691731206570294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-ending-catastrophy.html' title='never ending catastrophy~'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5185226925936652458</id><published>2008-09-26T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:29:06.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna let nothing get in my way.</title><content type='html'>If I could catch a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;I would do it just for you,&lt;br /&gt;And share with you its beauty&lt;br /&gt;On the days you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could build a mountain&lt;br /&gt;You could call your very own,&lt;br /&gt;A place to find serenity,&lt;br /&gt;A place to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your troubles&lt;br /&gt;I would toss them in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;But all these things I'm finding&lt;br /&gt;Are impossible for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot build a mountain,&lt;br /&gt;Or catch a rainbow fair,&lt;br /&gt;But let me be what I know best,&lt;br /&gt;A friend who's always there&lt;br /&gt;I love u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dedicated to all my friends yo. But not to this girl. Shall not disclose her name, she should know who i'm talking about, kan?     -_______- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School was okay. Woke up early. But it rained so heavily. I went to school super drenched from head to toe. My shoes and socks were all wet, thanks to the puddles on the pathment I walk to the bus stop every single day. The drain was like full, abeh all the dried leaves and empty bottles and litter were like flowing out from the drain. So disgusting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached school at around uhhhh, 7.15 ? Then, it was Science. Boring ahh. Then, recess time. Sat in class, did some magazine work. After that, searched around school for Mdm Tham. Then, got to escape MT for a few minutes to search for her again. MF kept cracking jokes in class. So, ALIVE! time, Mrs Govind was talking about the class magazine. And I showed it to everyone. I know you know that I know you think its nice right? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Mrs Govind was like praising me and Dessy and some of the others. -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, we had to send more amendments and stuffs uh. Stresss siot. And i wanna go to popular and buy some pens and files and books. You know, the Angus, Thongs and Full-frontal Snogging is like so fexpensive. Urghhh, i shall buy it after Raya. Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, bused to Bedok Inter. Saw Marzuki and the girlfriend and Herlina! Goshhh, Marzuki is like a giant now lah. ): So sad for me kan. Then, met Irni and Syazwan. We were planning to STUDY you know, but in the end, they played sepak takraw and i could'nt concentrate. So funny lah they all. They all never puase siaa. Then, irni was like, 'eh, i also want.' but i stopped her. Heh. They all very funny lahhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Osalli drinking the huge bottle of Mirinda.                                                                                                Iskandar: Ehh os, pak haji datang, pak haji datang.                                                                                Osalli: *stops drinking and turns around* Eh, tu bukan pak haji lah. Tuu bapak aku!                     Then his lips and tongue are like all pink and reddish. HAHAHAHAHA. Salamed the dad and he went off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They did alot of funny stuffs but around uh, 3++ left the place and walked to library. Saw my auntie and uncle on the way back. Those stupid boys were at the library again. And Jay called. Hurhur. Then, went home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todayy! Its a Saturday btw. Forgot to post this post yesterday. Hees. Well, i'm gonna make chocolate todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! For hari raya, gonna make loads and loads and loads. Whooosh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I wasn't fasting today, can eat my yummylicious chocolates. D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh, alrighty, off to Shop And Save to buy the ingredients. Goodbyezx people. IF anyone IS reading MY blog.. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5185226925936652458?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5185226925936652458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5185226925936652458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5185226925936652458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5185226925936652458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/gonna-let-nothing-get-in-my-way.html' title='Gonna let nothing get in my way.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4436244483346353834</id><published>2008-09-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:06:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my twinnies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OMG THIS IS SO COOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I JUST FOUND 7 PEOPLE ON FRIENDSTER WITH THE SAME NAME AS ME.                              COOL LIKE FXCK KAN. BUT THEY ALL WEAR TUDONG. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4436244483346353834?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4436244483346353834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4436244483346353834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4436244483346353834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4436244483346353834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-twinnies.html' title='my twinnies.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5053607782315167394</id><published>2008-09-25T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:47:24.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pookeemarkkaw.'/><title type='text'>like whatthekaninababishitzx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was quite okay lahhhhhhhh. English paper = stress gilerrrr. Not really lah. Passage B is like so the fxxking hard luh. Hmpft. Our class magazine proof is out! Whoo. I got a sneak peek of it and i swear to you, that is so effing nice. Wait till it comes out by end of October, hopefully. MF didn't come, yippee! Remedial was cancelled. Blooooody happy. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh. Stayed back for class mag, again. Then, me and Darlina went to Bedok Library to borrow some books. From 4+ to 6+. So funzx. Jay called. And Cheng Suan and Pei Lin kept disturbing me with weird words. Gahaha. Then, there were these 3 NORTHLIGHT jerks who were NOT hot, sneaking around ah. They hid behind the chinese shelf and then, spyed on me and Darlina. Stupid move sial, cause' I had saw what they did before that. Bloody asses. Then, they left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Continued to talk to Jay. He was in a baddddd moood. Very angry + heartbroken + backstabbed + sad. Awwh, but I cheered him up! He played with his knives. So scary. He made this sound, that totally freaked me and Darlina out. Walked home. I'm strong lah, Jay. I really am. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This part is dedicated to Siti Nur Sakinah Puteri Kamsani; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you. Haha, okay, that was a weird thing to say. Hmm, even if I don't spend much time with you anymore, that doesn't mean I've forgotten you or never ever want you as a friend ever again. I'm not that bad and you know how much you mean to me right. The previous posts about friendship was to clear any possible misunderstandings, not cause more of them. I know its very hard to lose a friend like me. HAHA, pokay. That was like, so thick skin. Gahahahaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, then continue with the upper part of the post, these 4 or 3 monkeys were bloody annoying. They kept talking and calling me and Darlina names like, 'Eh, beg hitam.' and 'Eh, pompan pakai sport shoes.' Bloody irritating lah sia. Then, me and Darlina left. I heard them saying, 'Eh korang dah tease dorang, abeh tak minta maaf. Tak tahu malu ah korang.' If that came from his brain, then maybe i'd forgive them. But if it was another joke, bloody go to hell ah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okayy, byezx. Study study study study. Boo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5053607782315167394?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5053607782315167394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5053607782315167394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5053607782315167394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5053607782315167394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/like-whatthekaninababishitzx.html' title='like whatthekaninababishitzx.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7479318186700788191</id><published>2008-09-24T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:58:23.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotypes'/><title type='text'>Minah much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Title has nothing to do with anything. Except that bitchminahfxckerlian i'm gonna blog about, again. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you'll get tired of it, but bear with me for a few more days? I'm gonna blog about what happened today and yesterday. And maybe monday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm, nothing much happened. I think i blogged about monday on the previous post right? Gahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday, was okaay. Nothing much happened just like the day before.. I think I stayed in school with Luqman and Dessy, I think. Then, was playing DJ MAX. From F, to D to D+ to F again. Nevermind, at least I'm improving. GAHAHA. DJ MAX is so addictive. Whee. Then, Jay came to disturb us.. He kept disturbing me about something and i didn't talk to him after that. HAHA, padan muke. Then, Dessy spar with Luqman. But i'm not sure who won. Gahaa. Went to the library and uhhhh, saw an explicit picture. Of a naked lady with a hairy poooookeee. Paham paham je lah. Hahaha. Then, around 5.30 went home by bus. Had bio test that day too, and I passed! 28/40 *jumps around happily* Passed history test too, 5/10, not too happy but at least I passed! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; which is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cabbed down to school. Needed to finish malay homework in school. Finished reading 'My Best Friend's Girl'. Damn nice, I tell you. I borrowed on tuesday. Heh. MF returned us our compo and homework today. He was scolding and scolding. I didn't get last for oral! At least that was what he said. I so totally thought I screwed up that oral cause' firstly, i used regret in my conversation as i couldn't think what was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;menyesal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grr. Thenthenthen, many of us got scolded, real badly. And was a first for me. As in like, serious scolding until his voice macam dragon gitu. Haha. But what the hell, it was a careless mistake. We do that sometimes right? And apparently, he doesn't accept that answer as a reason of making a mistake. -.- Arranged the tables before the malay scolding. Uhhhhhhhhhh, then the end? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can I blog about some people now? Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please wake up and realise that you are turning into a monster. To me, at least. The number of people who despise you is increasing, if only you knew that. You're supposed to be turning from bad to good, not bad to worse. I may be that 'pompan giler' that you don't wanna tell your secrets to or who you're with right now. But you have to know that this 'pompan giler' is just trying to help you. If you don't wanna listen to me, then fine. Be it. Ever since __________________________________________________________, I've learnt that I can't trust people so easily right now. After ______________________, anyone could turn into your enemy and backstab you. You guys have been looking like you've got plenty of fun WITHOUT me and I'll try my best not to destroy your happiness. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jangan nak terase at the post on top uh. Read my side note, before you read. Don't try to settle it with me if you THINK its about you, CAUSE' ITS NOT. You don't even know this person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7479318186700788191?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7479318186700788191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7479318186700788191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7479318186700788191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7479318186700788191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/minah-much.html' title='Minah much?'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4446189940481895800</id><published>2008-09-22T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:38:53.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want is one guy who will show me that they're all not the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ignore the post below lah. I just, really despise those types of people uhzx. Bloody bitches. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Woodlands on Saturday with mommy. Bought many nice and pretty things. Dickies bag, 'Magic Candy', Black and pink anklet and a new pencilbox. But haven't use the pencilbox yet uh. Hees. Bought lotsa food. So yummy. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next day, went out with Suhail and Najib; the greatest seniors. (:                                                      Then, uhhhh, went bugis by mrt. And i felt so goddamn weird. Cause' I was the only girl. -.- Then, uhhhhhhhhh.... Saw some 2/8 girls. Hurhur, no comments. I think they were doing project or something. And went to Topman. They wanted to buy clothes or something. Went to Bugis Street too. So many things there uh. The leather shoes Najib was eyeing for was so expensive. And there was a huge dog in the crowded place. Luckily didn't knock it or something. Haha. Then, there was this sex shop, Suhail was like saying, ahh, batal ah Faizah. Tengok tuu. Fuyoh! Or something liddat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Penin after that. It was sooooooooooooo nice. Was walking from one shop to another. Najib bought skinnies straight cut or something. Suhail bought a Ripcurl shirt. And bermudas, I think? There was this shop that sold sooooooooooooo many nice bags. Urgh, if only I had the money. D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went home around 5.30 cause' i had to be home before buke. My dad scolded me. -.- Biase uh. Then, finished homework. Today was nothing interesting. Only many people got pranked. The first few people who got pranked was Luqman. Then, Sergio, Malav. Almost the whole class. Then, during recess, Fith got pranked! Jay also, Suhail fell down laughing, watching Jay's reaction. GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then, after school, Syahrin fell for the prank! HAHA. The expression on his face was ..... LOL ! HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buhbyezxs, I wanna finish my revision. Tomorrow got Bio quiz. Boosh. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4446189940481895800?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4446189940481895800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4446189940481895800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4446189940481895800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4446189940481895800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-i-want-is-one-guy-who-will-show-me.html' title='all i want is one guy who will show me that they&apos;re all not the same.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8890973176222324788</id><published>2008-09-22T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:19:13.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it, its getting disgusting, bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You know, i hate fake people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F to the A to the K to the E . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They think they're some bigfxck superstar or something, when they're not even close to it. They can't make up their mind to be like a certain ______ or _______. At first, they'll say they're not a ________ but in the end, they'll admit but not in a straight forward kindaf way. You know, these types of people right, reall get on my nerves. They're just like trying to act 'cute' in this case about this particular person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bloody hell, I hope you go to hell. No point lying to everyone else, in the end, you're only lying to yourself. Bitch, wake up can? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8890973176222324788?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8890973176222324788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8890973176222324788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8890973176222324788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8890973176222324788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-it-its-getting-disgusting-bitch.html' title='Stop it, its getting disgusting, bitch.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6019210636775556240</id><published>2008-09-18T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:13:23.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faizah'/><title type='text'>Drama's made for movies, not reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, there was quite alot of drama today. And when I say alot, its alot, i tell you. Hmm, lets start with my dream! Gahaha. I dreamt that a sec 5 guy(who is super duper hot) fell in love with me. Yeah, fat hope sia. Grr, if only it was in real life. Haha. No no, i'm not ready for love. ^^ Singlehood rockzxzxzxzxzxzxzx. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, had duty in the morning. Doing Main Gate duty is so fun. Its just slack. Gahaha. Then, PE. We all played Captain's Ball. My group(Nicholas, Rehan, Luqman, Maryam, Ashila, Fith, Dessy, Me, Nicholas again, and some more i forgot who). Then, Jamie disrupted saying that, we have to combine captain's ball wth her class or something. Then, i went to play badminton which was super duper fun btw. Whhhheee. Badminton is wayyy more fun than Captain's Ball. Gahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After PE was English. Almost half of the class was punished by Mrs Govind cause' they didn't have their book. Then, she teased them by saying that we should have had a camera and take their pichas cause' they pose until super nice. HAHA. Mrs Govind's humour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recess ! Stayed in class. Nothing much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mathematics was borengggggggg. Fast forwarddddd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking Skills rock. Whoo. Gahaha. We were doing some problem solving thingy and the solutions and answers were super damn stupid. -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, jeng jeng jeng. All the drama happened. Someone cried and Darlina, Dessy and me counselled her? Haha. Yeah, then wrote letter to the girl who cried. Gave advices since I've been thru what she is now. And i guess she didn't listen to those advices. But heck care, its her life anyways. After school lagyk banyak drama siol. I think enough to make a television series. HAHA. Okay, so I guess everything between Someone and the other party is okay already. Happy for you guys, I really am. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the whole matter was settled, went home. While walking to the foyer, JAY SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME. I was like walking and daydreaming and not looking in front, then, I turn only, see his face and was terrified. Stupid jay, don't scare me ever again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that incident, we all walked to Titbits. We all were Darlina, Me, Cheng Suan, Joan, Maryam and Ashila. We talked about boobs and how _______ the fight was. Hah. And the, ate at the new shop. Its sooo uber niceeeezxzxzxzx. So delish. And jay appeared out of nowhere again. -.- He never puase, like me. HAHA. I batal-ed my puase. ): Temptations, temptations. Grr. Drank Coke Lime and ate hotdog bun. Yummx. And ate cheese fries too. Shared with darlina her uh, chocolate drink with whipped cream! Whoooosh! Sugar rush baby. Haha. Then, shared Passion Fizzy with Cheng Suan. So fast finish sehhh. She drink. D; And she ordered like 3 drinks siaa. Thirst quencher. Gahaha. Then, she ran back to school. Cause' her mom was waiting for her already. Darlina and me bus home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dropped off at the wrong bus stop. And walked. Haha. So fun luh, izahlina. ^^ We stopped by the exercise corner near my house and played for about 5 minutes. Then, got the playground with this mini 'piano'. So cool, played Saints Came Marching In. Haha. Right hand only. Then, had the urge to pee. Walked to Fengshan CC just to use the toilet. And bought drinks! Then, walked around for a while. Then crossed the road to do HW at Blk 138 there. The big place there. We were having so much fun chatting and doing 'HW'. Till, we camwhored. Heh. Camwhoring with Darlina is soooo funzxs. We took photos jumping. Haha. I jump so uncute unlike me. Hurhur. But okay jugak lahh. Hmm, then. I saw Marzuki! He's sucha tall boy now. Grr. He's taller than me!! I can't believe loh. Hurhur. I wanna be taller than him! Boo. ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, walked with Darlina til the stadium and walked back home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the morning, there was this cat. Freaked me out siaal. I was walking to school under my block as per normal. And the cat was looking at me so I smiled at it. Then, it started to freak me out. It looked at my ankle. And then, i increased the speed of my steps. It still followed. I ran! It ran! But luckily, it didn't follow me til' the traffic light. If it did, I think I would have died. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooooooooooooooooooooohkay, byezxs. Takecare. Exams coming, oh bloody hell.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6019210636775556240?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6019210636775556240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6019210636775556240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6019210636775556240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6019210636775556240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/dramas-made-for-movies-not-reality.html' title='Drama&apos;s made for movies, not reality.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2240343549111480236</id><published>2008-09-16T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:49:57.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faizah'/><title type='text'>The truth may hurt me but your lies kill me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you guys damn alot, and i hope you know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if you think me not going with ya'll going for recess anymore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is because i'm like, don't wanna be with you all anymore. No okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want this time to make new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Make new friends and keep the old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One's silver and the other one's gold.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh, well I hope you all will understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And don't misunderstand yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Past few days, been really pressurized and stressed up, thats why life's currently sucking ass. Hee. Well, today was planning to MUG and make notes for Home Ec. But in the end, ended up at Bedok Stadium, jogging. Heheh. I saw Jie Ren and some other temasekians having track and field. I swear I didn't want to be there man. Was wearing orientation shirt somemore, I think thats how Jie Ren recognised me.  Gahaa. Read Syahril's or Sakinah's blog to see whatever happened on Sunday. I'm super damn lazy to blog about it. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2240343549111480236?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2240343549111480236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2240343549111480236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2240343549111480236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2240343549111480236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth-may-hurt-me-but-your-lies-kill-me.html' title='The truth may hurt me but your lies kill me.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1483915844215776520</id><published>2008-09-14T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:54:12.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.</title><content type='html'>Life's currently sucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1483915844215776520?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1483915844215776520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1483915844215776520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1483915844215776520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1483915844215776520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-currently-sucking-ass.html' title='The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4715720594150939361</id><published>2008-09-10T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:04:39.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faizah'/><title type='text'>You're in my head just like a song in the radio.</title><content type='html'>I'm like really super damn damn damn damn damn damn tired and lazy to blog nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of homework and tests coming up uh, too busy. D; Well, we're all friends again and I&lt;br /&gt;think thats a good thing? Hm. &lt;i&gt;I'll leave it to you to decide yeah. &lt;/i&gt;Hell began on Monday. Went to&lt;br /&gt;Geylang the other day to buy another baju kurung. Daddy bought. So, now I have one bought by mommy and the other by daddy. Yay! And I think this year I'll be going out alot. Cause' going jalan raye with primary and secondary school mates. :DD More $$$! Heh. I never puase for about 6 days already, I think. Cause of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ! Guess yourself alright. Hehh. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Summary of what I did;&lt;br /&gt;Bought baju kurung at Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sakinah's Mom's Shop to lepakxzs.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school to finish up Class Mag.&lt;br /&gt;Went home on the rest of the days.&lt;br /&gt;I finished watching Living The Dream episodes on Youtube! Its so sad that Nick has diabetes .. D; And he's dating Selena Gomez! DD; How super duper sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list:&lt;br /&gt;MUG FOR EOYS !&lt;br /&gt;Go out Vivo to buke tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Class Mag to finish very very soon!&lt;br /&gt;Make notes for all subjects!&lt;br /&gt;Finish up malay!&lt;br /&gt;Confirm to go out and study with my bestest friend in the world! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, I hope i can finish all the above by Sunday. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I needa go. And i'm addicted to 7 things - Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why cause' I don't really like the song, but I like the lyrics. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, gooodbye and goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4715720594150939361?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4715720594150939361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4715720594150939361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4715720594150939361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4715720594150939361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-in-my-head-just-like-song-in.html' title='You&apos;re in my head just like a song in the radio.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5971426034468787386</id><published>2008-09-07T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:58:27.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faizah. (:'/><title type='text'>You're forgiven.</title><content type='html'>Shall start with another weird dream. I dreamt that i met Joe Jonas. And went to his concert. Hehe. And it happened in the morning. It somehow or rather came trueeee~ Read below below. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to The Eurasian Association House at Ceylon Road yesterday to collect my Bursary thingy. Had to wait for a real long time. And i was hungry. :P And i wasn't fasting! Hehe. Then, we went to explore the place, got to know more about the culture and stuffs. Went to the World War II Museum at the top floor and it was reallllly cool. But there was this soldier statue at the door of the place and it totally freaked me out. Haha. Then, went to the Multi-Purpose Hall for the ceremony thingy. I saw 'Joe Jonas'! Haha, no lah. Actually, there was this local band named the 'Daily Fix'. On e of them named Rico, i think. Looked like Joe Jonas so much. Heh. Shall post the photo when my usb cable is not spoilt. Daily Fix was singing 5 songs. Very very nice. ^^ After that, the ceremony started. Boringgggg. Fast forward. ~ Oh wait, the Eurasians who got the Excellence Awards are really damn damn smart leh. They got GPA Perfect Score or something. What the hell is GPA? Haha. Then, got this guy who got 3.99 GPA from polytechnic and went straight to university Year 2. Coooool seh. I also want, i also want. Haha. After that, went to eat downstairs. Yummyx. Hehe, tak malu orang tak puase. Hees. Then, cabbed home. I just realised that the president's house was right in front of the Eurasian Association building siaa. You know how i know? Cause' got security guard. And the house is effing big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Planning to finish up alll the homework. And start some revision. Boo. ): Homework ruin my day. D; Byezxs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5971426034468787386?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5971426034468787386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5971426034468787386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5971426034468787386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5971426034468787386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-forgiven.html' title='You&apos;re forgiven.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3401980200854658933</id><published>2008-09-05T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:12:30.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take your damn fairy tale endings&lt;br /&gt;and your hopes, dreams, &amp;amp; wishes&lt;br /&gt;and shove them up your ass.&lt;br /&gt;This is the real world,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; that shit just doesn't cut it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a weird weird weird dream yesterday. I dreamt of the Teacher's Day Celebration. Dunno where I was. But the weird thing is, all the stuffs that happened that day was exactly how i felt! Hurhur. Here goes the dream : The teacher's day celebration had a theme. And the theme was: Party time. And there were many many teachers who dressed up as clowns! Clowns are the most scariest things/people I've ever met and they terrify the hell out of me. So, during the Teacher's Day Breakfast thingy, I had to give out the food. Before that, we were getting ready ah. Then, i was cleaning up stuffs and then, the door rang. HAHA. Yeah, the classroom had a doorbell. Cool eh? So yeah, everyone was busy doing their work. I had to open the door. I felt like fainting cause' I was too tired and pressurized and I couldn't even have the strength to stand up and open the door. Then, outside the teachers were like shouting already lah. Haha. So, in the end, I opened the door. Then, the teachers ate blaablaablaa. Then, some of the classmates were talking about me uhs. Felt really hurt, which was how exactly I felt during Teacher's Day. But in real life, i wasn't hurt about what the classmates say but because of something else. Ran to the toilet and cried. Nobody helped me or anything. But, when I went out of the toilet, someone came to rescue me. Heh. Shall not put the person's name here. Then, we went back to the classroom, get our bags, said goodbye and went back to primary school together. The end! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's awake yetttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. Boo. ): Today going Bedok Library to study and finish up remaining homework. Whoooosh! With Irni and Nadhirah. Around 1. Another 3 hours. Boo. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3401980200854658933?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3401980200854658933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3401980200854658933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3401980200854658933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3401980200854658933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/strangers.html' title='Strangers.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1622922677647854951</id><published>2008-09-04T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:20:33.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucker./</title><content type='html'>Woke up super early today, cause' going out with mom and sis and aunt and uncle. First first, went to NUH to visit my cousin/aunt in ICU. She came back from Thailand with a virus. And i saw her blood was black seh. Imagine how sick she is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear God, please in all ways that you can&lt;br /&gt;protect her and don't take her life away.&lt;br /&gt;She still has a long time to go in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; After that, took mrt down to Paya Lebar. Saw a senior there. Fuyoh, her skirt was so damn short. But she looked pretty luhs. While walking around the bazaar, saw this particular pink baju kurung. It costs friggin' $199 sia. I didn't buy it luhs. HAH. Walked around, saw this bucket bag. Told mom and she bought it for me. ^^ So pretty. Gonna use it when going out and hari raye that time. Hees. After that, walked around. Wanted to do hennai but mom said by hari raye time, its gone already, so decided not to. Went to Tanjong Katong Complex. My aunt bought 3 sets of baju kurung. Total was about $280++ ? Goshhh, big spender, big spender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, and i found my baju raye! Heh, shall not tell ya'll what color i got. Wait till hari raye, then ya'll will see. After that, headed to the bazaar again. To buy food for buke puase. Bought dendeng, burger ramli, wadehs and kerepek lekor. So yummx. Took a bus home. Whoosh, overall today was fun! Planning to go out tomorrow. If anyone can teman me lah, of course. If not, then maybe just stay at home and finish up homework. Hurhur. Yesterday was haachoo-ing like hell during bedtime. Swear i couldn't sleep. And my black phone is super screwed. I can't open my stupid inbox!!! Grrr. So, now i'm using my old Nokia 5700. Gonna send my Nokia 6500 for repair next week. Boo. ): Stupid phone. I had the weirdest dream yesterday. I dreamt that the fight did NOT even happen and we all went to USA for Overseas Exchange Programme. Then, we met all types of people including strippers. Haha. Then, i got to drive the carrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! It was a really fun dream actually. Too bad it won't come true. Ahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adek and Jay are viewing webcam every single day now. So weird. xDD Till here lah.&lt;br /&gt;Byezxs.&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/37724627-1622922677647854951?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1622922677647854951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1622922677647854951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1622922677647854951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1622922677647854951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/fucker.html' title='Fucker./'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-764039097777404758</id><published>2008-09-03T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:26:37.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if u are a true fren,u shd have  juz talk to me abt wat u think and not carik psl sampai  mcm gini skali.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooooooo. I think i loveeeeee my title so much.&lt;br /&gt;Reflects exactly how I feel right now. And i found it on someone's blog! Cool, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-764039097777404758?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/764039097777404758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=764039097777404758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/764039097777404758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/764039097777404758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-u-are-true-frenu-shd-have-juz-talk.html' title='if u are a true fren,u shd have  juz talk to me abt wat u think and not carik psl sampai  mcm gini skali.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2581395527217004486</id><published>2008-09-03T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:01:44.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in tha mood.</title><content type='html'>Life's currently sucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog when I like it.&lt;br /&gt;But not so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyvmnfo.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2581395527217004486?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2581395527217004486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2581395527217004486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2581395527217004486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2581395527217004486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-in-tha-mood.html' title='Not in tha mood.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5090293997841389414</id><published>2008-09-03T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:20:47.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, you don't want me in your life anymore right ? Bye then.</title><content type='html'>Whoooosh. I'm bored. Woke up very late today. 11.00. Haha. I feel like going out, anyone free? Anyone got any idea on how to do literature ? Boo. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5090293997841389414?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5090293997841389414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5090293997841389414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5090293997841389414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5090293997841389414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-you-dont-want-me-in-your-life.html' title='Yeah, you don&apos;t want me in your life anymore right ? Bye then.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3554315941544893433</id><published>2008-09-01T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:05:24.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't say go.</title><content type='html'>I love my blog songs ! Whoooooooosh ! Well, woke up at around 7.30. Bathed, got ready for school. Needta go back to school cause' of the school magazine. Only me and Dessy go. So ): right. Haha. Left the house with mommy. Missed the first bus but another bus came soon after. I saw many familiar faces in the bus. Hah. There was a bloody cockroach in the bus! Still alive. Woah. The guy who was standing near it was screaming. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school 10 minutes earlier. Saw Mr. Farris. Walked to classroom. Nobody there, smsed Dessy. She on the way to school. Dessy came and we 'patrolled' around the school to find Mrs Govind. We chased her siaa. Haha. Go into the classroom, Mrs Govind left for a while. Me and Dessy did some bad things to the computer. Hees. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did lots of work. But it was fun. My fingers are tired from typing siaaaa. After that, around 12+, Nadia came. Heh, Nadia come only, I hyper! Heh. Mrs Govind left again. Me and Nadia were writing all sorts of things on the whiteboard. There was an imaginary class and I was teaching them. Based on the fight we had, I made a mind map! Cool right. Haha. Wanted to take a photo but then, nahhhhhhh .. After that, I took off my skirt and strutted around. But then, I was wearing shorts on the inside luhs. Then, i wore my skirt like one minah sesat liddat. Haha. They all were laughing. Then, Mrs Govind was walking. Then, i panicked. HAHA. Funny lah today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Mrs Govind was typing the Commitee Quote. She wanted to write beside my name, '(Chairperson)' but I said I don't want cause' later got people complain saying I'm showing off whatever shit, so she removed mine and Dessy's. She gave us chocolates! I haven't try though. Cause' I'm fasting remember? Short term memory loss lah you all. Okay, i'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its because of a teeny weeny matter that this stupid fight got so big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3554315941544893433?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3554315941544893433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3554315941544893433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3554315941544893433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3554315941544893433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-say-go.html' title='I can&apos;t say go.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5188296518257729625</id><published>2008-09-01T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:25:52.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right here waiting.</title><content type='html'>I suddenly have an urge to go to the airport. Maybe I shall. Hees. MY prepaid's like going lesser and lesser cause' i'm messaging alot and calling alot. Hehe. Messaging and calling the world's most wonderful people! Not listed in the post below below. I haven't even start on homework and I swear its damn damn alot sia. Have alot of work to do. I wanna not do it, can? Hehe. I let out all my feelings to mom yesterday. She's the best, i swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go outtttttttttttttttttttttttt ~ I'm waiting for 'someone's' message. RAWR. Confirm it please? I wanna go out! Oooooooh, i smell good food. Oh gosh, i feel hungry now. Temptations, shit. I'm fasting, i'm fasting, i'm fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly craving for another outing with Adli, Osalli, Irni and Adilah. Hurhur. Due to missing them too much maybe. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty o, i needa go.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee peeoplee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovezxs. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5188296518257729625?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5188296518257729625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5188296518257729625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5188296518257729625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5188296518257729625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/09/right-here-waiting.html' title='right here waiting.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-86688391186542104</id><published>2008-08-31T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:50:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel good, tha na na na na na na. ((:</title><content type='html'>Was talking on the phone for 1hr 41minutes 45 seconds with someone just now. He made me realise that since today is the last day of the month, that means we're gonna start fasting tomorrow nite(which is tonight). He said that since we're gonna start fasting, cannot say any bad things or gossip or curse other people anymore. And that made me soooooo sad. But happy at the same time. Hees. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan's back. And he's talking to me again! Yay. He said he left me cause' he was just testing me. Hee. So greaaaat. Yeahh. He said, 'i just think that i was put on this Earth to be there for you.' Awwwh. So sweet. Whooosh. I feel so great now. Hehe. Calling him later cause' he's counselling me. ^^ HAHA. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-86688391186542104?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/86688391186542104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=86688391186542104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/86688391186542104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/86688391186542104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-good-tha-na-na-na-na-na-na.html' title='I feel good, tha na na na na na na. ((:'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1129828016844782491</id><published>2008-08-31T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:41:10.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't say you needed to care right;</title><content type='html'>Jay's lil' brother is so friggin' cuteeeee. Hahaaa. As in the voice of the baby luhs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my tutor to come. Just waiting.. Hees. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1129828016844782491?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1129828016844782491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1129828016844782491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1129828016844782491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1129828016844782491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-didnt-say-you-needed-to-care-right.html' title='I didn&apos;t say you needed to care right;'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2969208891866235497</id><published>2008-08-31T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:08:20.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jay showed me a video of how to die stupidly. You know how? There was like this guy with a banana. And he looked like he wanted to vomit or something. Then, I asked Jay, what is he trying to do. He replied saying that he's trying to die. Doesn't make sense. Then, he said the banana is using a condom. And the guy is like sucking the banana or something. Hahaaa. Funny and weird way to commit suicide. I didn't watch till the end cause' it was super damn disgusting. Hahaa. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post people and i'm happpy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2969208891866235497?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2969208891866235497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2969208891866235497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2969208891866235497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2969208891866235497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/jay-showed-me-video-of-how-to-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2128312770567171611</id><published>2008-08-31T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:42:07.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break the ice.</title><content type='html'>i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go counselling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too stressed out with too many problems. Hurhur. I'm done okey. Do whatever you want with me. I want to die. Kill me now. This war will have no end, until something worse happens ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Mee Soto at the nearby coffeeshop today. Super nicee. Hees. Told my mom about the fight, she said i should approach Mrs Govind or the school counsellor. Maybe I will, and maybe I won't. And yeah, maybe what she said is true. I'll not put what she said in here luhs. Later i get scolded. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2128312770567171611?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2128312770567171611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2128312770567171611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2128312770567171611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2128312770567171611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/break-ice.html' title='break the ice.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-116486693630213562</id><published>2008-08-30T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:25:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want a part in this war anymore. No point. I might as well just die right now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-116486693630213562?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/116486693630213562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=116486693630213562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/116486693630213562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/116486693630213562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dontwanta-partinthis-war-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3773649157288707642</id><published>2008-08-30T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:02:18.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Fine. You want me to apologise. Here you go. I'm sorry.  &lt;br /&gt;"You do your part , I'll do mine . 'Cause the teacher is much more important to you than me pe . Whatever uh . Good luck with whatever you've gonna do . Since you won't admit , aku tkleyh uat pape . It's up to you uhy , I tried ehy ? If friends stick to you and stay quiet then their stupid . Friends correct each other and not keep quiet . The person should accept that and change not rebel to it &amp;amp; tell other people your part of the story without listening to ours first . Pape ehy ? Aku bosan gan nie smue ." Thats what you said. And i'm not sulking up to the teacher. I haven't even took action! I'm just saying I may want to go counselling, did i say that i wanna tell the teacher? No right. I'm not rebelling to the idea that i'm changing. Yeah, friends correct each other, but not in this type of way. If you wanted to tell me i've changed or whatever, you could have told me nicely, no need to get into fights or anything. Not like this, in particular.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i swear i feel like dying right now. No point living right now to me, cause' everything is just crumbling down. After all, your friends are supposed to be everything what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3773649157288707642?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3773649157288707642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3773649157288707642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3773649157288707642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3773649157288707642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8742250667101582356</id><published>2008-08-30T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:27:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the symptoms of depression.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ilikebee.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg87/ilikebee/cat/mini%20quotes/23.gif" alt="ILikebee.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilikebee.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg87/ilikebee/cat/mini%20quotes/292.gif" alt="ILikebee.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmroyal.com/" target="_blank" title="Free Cute Backgrounds"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/lyric/75.gif" alt="Famous MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmroyal.com/" target="_blank" title="Free Cute Backgrounds"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/lyric/38.gif" alt="Famous MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmroyal.com/" target="_blank" title="Free Cute Backgrounds"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/lyric/37.gif" alt="Famous MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmroyal.com/" target="_blank" title="Free Cute Backgrounds"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/lyric/31.gif" alt="Famous MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmroyal.com/" target="_blank" title="Free Cute Backgrounds"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/lyric/30.gif" alt="Famous MySpace Layouts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn bored right now. haheho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8742250667101582356?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8742250667101582356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8742250667101582356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8742250667101582356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8742250667101582356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/symptoms-of-depression.html' title='the symptoms of depression.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4078426844261340381</id><published>2008-08-30T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:35:54.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trueee friendshipp ~</title><content type='html'>You sat in your room&lt;br /&gt;and cried out all your pain.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that had happened&lt;br /&gt;just broke you down.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;always by your side.&lt;br /&gt;someone to cry on&lt;br /&gt;when everything is confusing.&lt;br /&gt;I love you like a sister&lt;br /&gt;and I know you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;We feel the same things,&lt;br /&gt;gone through so much.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through everything.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we haven't done&lt;br /&gt;and it will keep going that way&lt;br /&gt;and that's because&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you drown.&lt;br /&gt;I'm your saviour,&lt;br /&gt;and I won't let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend gave me this. How sweet is she. ILYSFMLC, babe. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4078426844261340381?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4078426844261340381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4078426844261340381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4078426844261340381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4078426844261340381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/trueee-friendshipp.html' title='Trueee friendshipp ~'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5545877172205889949</id><published>2008-08-30T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:25:40.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations.</title><content type='html'>I think I wanna go counselling. But then, the teacher will find out. And i'm doomed. Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;Well, i cried again. When I was reading this poem about friends. Real true. But i deleted it straight away to prevent more crying. F. Well, gonna get a fresh start. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing - Chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Listening - In The End - Kat Deluna&lt;br /&gt;Feeling - Kindaf better. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5545877172205889949?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5545877172205889949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5545877172205889949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5545877172205889949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5545877172205889949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1510216666931106664</id><published>2008-08-30T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:17:21.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring me some place where nothing hurts.</title><content type='html'>I've changed? I've changed into what? Don't bring Syazwan in can? Its between the three of us, don't include other people. You said, 'We didn't mean to do anything but you made us this way . First you lost Syazwan then us . Don't you see ? Everyone around you agrees that you've change but you think that I've change . Wake up won't you ? Face the facts . Think before saying I've change , cermin diri sendiri dulu ehy ?'. First, not everyone think I've changed. I've already woken up ever since Syazwan left oke. I've realised that just maybe, i'm changing because of what I'm around. As Edina said, friends will love you/be there for you no matter what, whether you've changed or you haven't. Is it now, that you're not considered my friend anymore? I admit I was a lil' bit bossy about the Teacher's Day and Class Magazine but that's how we got everything to be done. Your name not included in the Commitee list because WE all agreed to. It was not only MY decision. Dah lah, i'm sick of this. Done with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1510216666931106664?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1510216666931106664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1510216666931106664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1510216666931106664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1510216666931106664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/bring-me-some-place-where-nothing-hurts.html' title='Bring me some place where nothing hurts.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5365992419796209312</id><published>2008-08-29T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:12:56.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fall'/><title type='text'>Fragile.</title><content type='html'>I want this war to end. The war which is meaningless. I didn't intend to hurt you in any way. We worked hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;Call me whatever you want, do whatever you want, say whatever you want. Imma stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLfwlDxxJOI/AAAAAAAAACM/jrsdoEpugTc/s320/faeeezahcam196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239921210928735458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osalli and Adli ; Fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLfxPblivAI/AAAAAAAAACU/PcRR4urnOak/s320/faeeezahcam191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239921938874416130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Irni , Adilah , Myself ; Prettaye, Prettaye , Ugley . :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Teacher's day at school was a blast. Food was delicious. Everything was going good. Fun lah today. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, cabbed down to FSPS and met some mates. Miss ya'll bloody much! Hees. So kecoh sehhh. Oh yes, I can't believe Marzuki is taller than me!!!! RAWR. Went home, changed and walked to Pizza Hut. Osalli they all outside cause' they dunno how to tell the people there to get our seats. Lol. =.= We all kecoh sehh, when ordering the food. Dunno which to decide. Ordered two pizzas, 4 soups and pasta set or smth. Osalli and Adli was super damn funny when they were eating their soups seh. They put cheese and pepper. Abeh they say nice. Me and Irni were like ewwww all the way. Banyak cheese pulak tuu. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin, Syafiie, Haikal, Aiman left. We paid. Got extra $13. We spent. Heees. (: After spending, lepak-ed at thee Princess Cinema. Wanted to catch Money No Enough 2 but money bo liao already. Haha. Went down , buy burgers. Saw Sergio and his friends. Said hello. Then, left. Lepak-ed at the bukit there. Ate the burgers. Osalli bising cause' got alot of ants and flies. Abeh the pickle dropped and dirtied his pants. Haha. Then we talked about people memotek-ing, menjolok-ing, and _________ ah. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Shall blog tomorrow. Nitesxzs.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5365992419796209312?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5365992419796209312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5365992419796209312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5365992419796209312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5365992419796209312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/fragile.html' title='Fragile.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLfwlDxxJOI/AAAAAAAAACM/jrsdoEpugTc/s72-c/faeeezahcam196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-315132914377205273</id><published>2008-08-28T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:38:02.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One breakdown &amp; Many Thanks.</title><content type='html'>Thank you , Sakinah and Fithriyyah for making me break down . For making me feel bad . For making me feel guilty . For making me feel like a hypocrite/bitch/fucker/backstabber and whatever you want to call me lah. I give up oke, you win. You've won a game that I don't wanna play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you , Tammie senior. For all the wonderful advice . For making me feel good . For making me feel as if i didn't do anything wrong . I love youuu . &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna blog as if there's nothing bad/sad that happened to me today. Despite all the thing above, i'm gonna feel good and smile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got progress report today. Uh, eight position. Not proud of it. Wanted to achieve top 5. ): Stayed till 5 for class decoration. Super fun. Luqman chased me around. Sat on the teacher's seat and rolled from one side of the corridor to the other side. Haha. Luqman picked up a cockroach and showed it like face to face with me. Still wriggling sehh. So eww. Haha. Thinking Skills was *magical* .  Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing - Crying . &lt;br /&gt;Listening - So Sick - Ne-Yo .&lt;br /&gt;Feeling - Backstabbed and hurt .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-315132914377205273?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/315132914377205273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=315132914377205273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/315132914377205273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/315132914377205273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-breakdown-many-thanks.html' title='One breakdown &amp; Many Thanks.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4943331892929253249</id><published>2008-08-25T20:26:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:14:42.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no one in this world that can replace you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;THE WORLD'S MOST WONDERFUL PEOPLE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not in order of any sort yeahhhs ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKoUOv-5yI/AAAAAAAAABc/NeBqvjcVyp8/s320/nadddd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238434382095509282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Haziqah Bte Haron ( I'm not sure actually :S) ;&lt;br /&gt;This chick is full of surprises yaw. She's my laughing gas and the most fun person to be with. Toilet trips inbetween periods were incredible. She only knows how to make me laugh,laugh,laugh. Hahahaaa. I loveeeeeeeeeee you super duper wuper mucher ! &lt;3 src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKo0bKoiII/AAAAAAAAABk/WRUY6Ic9ywQ/s320/maryy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238434935184328834" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryam Bte Muhd Abdullah ( I think ?) ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you're quite new, I still love you okehh ? Heh. Thank you for everything you've done; the running in the rain, the helping at the library from that creepy man. Heh. I seriously love you luhzxszxszxszxs. Hope you'll be staying with us for a gazillion more years! Amin. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKrQ4D2lII/AAAAAAAAABs/mMKIfLHvt_g/s320/edinaaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238437623000110210" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edinaaaaaaaaaaa ;&lt;br /&gt;I lovelovelovelovelove you so bitchin' much. You pretty lady, thank you for giving me advices and gooood suggestions on what to do on this and what to do on that. Heh. I love you bitchin' muchzxszxszxszxszxs! &lt;3 src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKruBrWRqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/20abfzegdbI/s320/jayyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238438123797890722" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliangga Suganda Ibrahim ;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you soooooooooooooooooooooo much for the advices, Skittles, funny and weird messages and longgggggggggggggg calls. You're funfunfun luhszxszxszxszxs. Heh. Thank you for introducing me to your adeq Shiqin. Cuteeeee skalie. Don't anyhow pierce your tongue or lips anymore kayyy? Later infection. Then, you can't talk to me. :D :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKsxUxmV8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wjr35onB3aU/s1600-h/syahril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKsxUxmV8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wjr35onB3aU/s320/syahril.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238439279975618498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhd Syahril Bin Sani ;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooooooosh! Thank you for lending me a listening ear, many funny jokes and messages and hottt gossips. I loveeeeeee you superduperwuperluper much ! &lt;3 src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKtxq6p_iI/AAAAAAAAACE/nq0xX5OWMOc/s320/syahrin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238440385430814242" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhd Syahrin Bin Muhd Ismail (I think?) ;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the many songgs you mixed and advices you gave me when I needed them.&lt;br /&gt;Remember must go highhhhhhhhhhhhhh with me again oke. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This people are liked most loved by me ! I lovelovelovelovee them superduper much! Nothing can block my love. HAHA . That sounds weird. xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4943331892929253249?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4943331892929253249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4943331892929253249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4943331892929253249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4943331892929253249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-no-one-in-this-world-that-can.html' title='There&apos;s no one in this world that can replace you.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SLKoUOv-5yI/AAAAAAAAABc/NeBqvjcVyp8/s72-c/nadddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6900818470585016373</id><published>2008-08-25T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:21:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were wrong about me; I was never strong.</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking lately. I've never said thanks for all you did and advices you give. So, since you left, I shall say thank you now. Well, first things first, I couldn't believe you left me, just like that. I thought friends would accept you just the way you are, whether you've changed or you've not. You were the person i trusted the most, the person who knew everything about me and yet you did this thing to me. Who are you to tell me i've changed? Who are you to tell me that you'd want me to change back to my old self. For once, you're not my mother or anything okay. You said you'd be here for me till time ended. Is it already the end? You've changed too, from an innocent soccer freak to a mat. Yes, a MAT. I don't know you anymore and i miss the old you damn much but I'm not asking you to change to the old you, ain't I ? It hurts to know that your best friend is turning into somebody else within a split second.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living without you for a mere 3 - 4 days . And it ain't going that good. I cry everytime I see anything that reminds me of you or the jokes you've cracked. I'd be lying if i said i didn't miss you. I'd be lying if i said i've found a replacement. I'd be lying if i said it didn't bother me one bit. I'd be lying if i said i was strong. You were one in a million and i'm afraid I can't find anyone to replace you. You've left many memories in my heart and now that you're gone, i've got nothing left to say .. Sometimes, i wonder how our friendship got screwed and ended just like that .. Our friendship is forever gone but maybe its for the best ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you'll always be here in my heart, Spiderman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6900818470585016373?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6900818470585016373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6900818470585016373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6900818470585016373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6900818470585016373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-were-wrong-about-me-i-was-never.html' title='You were wrong about me; I was never strong.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5309861627563052236</id><published>2008-08-21T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:17:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's not my boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>I feel so ): now.&lt;br /&gt;The person who understood me the most and stood through all the good and bad times is leaving me. All alone when he knows that its the biggest fear in my whole life. He said i've changed but i didn't notice it. Did i change? Did i change into a !@#$% ? I dunno, but that's just life right.. Just have to accept the fact and live life without him. Gosh, that'll be so different and weird .. No more random messages and no more malay jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll still be my _______ no matter what happens.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Doing - Texting.&lt;br /&gt; Listening - Apit &amp;amp; Wan - Luahan Hati&lt;br /&gt; Feels - Like crying. ]:&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/37724627-5309861627563052236?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5309861627563052236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5309861627563052236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5309861627563052236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5309861627563052236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/hes-not-my-boyfriend.html' title='He&apos;s not my boyfriend.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-2561036260256985352</id><published>2008-08-19T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:10:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friggin' busy these days sia.&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-2561036260256985352?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/2561036260256985352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=2561036260256985352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2561036260256985352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/2561036260256985352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/friggin-busy-these-days-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3972795240757775179</id><published>2008-08-17T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:23:57.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye love , goodbye .</title><content type='html'>Pretty lazy to blog. ]: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3972795240757775179?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3972795240757775179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3972795240757775179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3972795240757775179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3972795240757775179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-love-goodbye.html' title='goodbye love , goodbye .'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8635686108133965325</id><published>2008-08-14T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:59:37.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're very attractive indeed, and&lt;br /&gt;                                                        people start seeing it, today. Expect stares.                                       - Friendster horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just going to post about being fat. Lollllllll. The horoscope made me feel a teenybit better. Haha. But it doesn't really make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school quite early today. Shocked to see a normal bus come to my busstop, like not a doubledecker lah. Freaking crowded. Got this NS Man who looked like Fazlee. Even the teeth. HAHA. Stayed back to do some stuffs with Mrs. Govind. Luqman and Sergio were freaking annoying but Luqman was really funny in the end. Unlike stupid Sergio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for some stuffs. I actually paid attention to class today. Excluding all the random laughter and smiles i gave Ko Hwee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went titbits. Ate tom yum noodles and Sakinah belanja-ed us popcorn chicken and black pepper fries. Yummy. Saw alot of seniors there. Then, bused to Bedok. Bought sushi. Yumms again. Went bedok library to borrow books and then, walked home. Exercise abit. Heh. Laptoping from then to now. I bathed already lahhh. Haiyo. Syazwan was hyper again. Shall not tell you guys now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Syahrin now. That malay expert of mine doesn't want to tell me if he's attached to ___________ or not, just because I'm not telling who I like. -.-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You just wait, Rain. Just wait. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy, ending nowwww. Sleepy and tired. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Listens - Sex Is Not The End - Syahrin&lt;br /&gt;!Doing - daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - Sad but happy. ]: [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8635686108133965325?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8635686108133965325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8635686108133965325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8635686108133965325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8635686108133965325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre-very-attractive-indeed-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1995967521671156426</id><published>2008-08-13T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:36:27.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to forget you, but how?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep your head down and don't worry&lt;br /&gt;about who is or isn't paying attention to you.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 -&lt;i&gt; Friendster's horoscope for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So damn true lah. Everyone is like ignoring me ah. Why, i dunno. And i hate ignorance seh! When i told them very drastic news, they'll go like lol . Urgh. So ...... RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/37724627-1995967521671156426?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1995967521671156426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1995967521671156426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1995967521671156426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1995967521671156426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-to-forget-you-but-how.html' title='I want to forget you, but how?'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5654428334648898235</id><published>2008-08-13T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:16:47.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno what to do if he'd never step into my life ... Good friend lah.</title><content type='html'>Syazwan was hyper yesterday. Lemme show you what he sent me yesterday! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Blh tolong?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Help with what? &lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: She mrajok with me.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Korang dah stead?&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Blom. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Then, why she majok?&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Cos last monday her friend locked her inside boys toilet then i tease her. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lol, patotlah. Sape tak majok sehh.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Haha! Then what am i supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Say sorry a million times. Sweettalk her lah. &lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Ehwah2!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *didn't reply*&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Btw, i'm not the sweetalk guy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Ohyah, i forgot.. ]:&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Me: You use all the sweet words you know lah.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: K, honey. :P&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lol. Later she jealous then you know. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Me and her are only friends! Halo!&lt;br /&gt;Me:LOL, who knows? You stead with her then don't wanna tell me. *kening naek turon*&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Huh ?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nothing, nevermind. (:&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Ape saje lah minah..&lt;br /&gt;Me: My name is not minah..&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Blank.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:K, sorry syg.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cutted parts ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: KK, sorrysorrysorry, nites. *kissy smiley*&lt;br /&gt;Me: You hyper is it ??&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:No, hypertension. Kuank3!&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL, later you faint then you know..&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:I faint, you carry me! Kuank3!&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL, i think you better sleep lah.. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Ok, u last time, red cross or netball?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Netball lah, do i look like a red cross type of person ? You confuse me with someone isit?&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Siape?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan:Oh! I knw! My syg ehk?&lt;br /&gt;Me: And who is your syg huh huh huh ?&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Your friend what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, haha!&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Tu nyer syg tk boleh lupekan. Hidong dier buat aku seram! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Busted sak kau. Tk jiwe sak ngan aku nyer syg..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Abeyh, what you expect me to say??&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: Ntah, haha. Dh lah nanti aku pengsan, kesian syg aku kene dtg.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bagos ah tuu.. :D Nite ah, aku nak tido. Tak leh angkat lah kaw nyer hyperness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYAZWAN IS JUST A VERYVERYVERYVERYVERY GOOD FRIEND OF MINE OKE. :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5654428334648898235?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5654428334648898235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5654428334648898235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5654428334648898235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5654428334648898235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/syazwan-was-hyper-yesterday.html' title='I dunno what to do if he&apos;d never step into my life ... Good friend lah.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8967182613668795360</id><published>2008-08-13T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:52:18.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can only have dreams of you and me being together. ]:</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I'm angry with God. I'm wondering why he made me SO fat and SO unattractive. And he made me fall in love with STUPID guys who are either ATTACHED or DON'T have feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about me sometimes is that I trust people easily. I can EASILY tell ANYONE my secrets like who i like and etcetra etcetra. And thats what i really hate. Why am i so   easily deceived? Why must i be so bloody fat ? And one more thing, why must my gigi be so UGLY ?! RAWR. Angry angry angry and sad. ]: I see people nyer friendster right, shall not name the names here lah, so many boys add them, and me? Noone.. Hurhur. Nevermind , like SOMEONE said, the right one will come someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this very cliche saying is true ; Nobody's Perfect. Got some people who like sooooo bloody lucky lah. So pretty, so healthy, so rich, so many boys chasing, the family is NOT screwed up. Thats like soo perfect lah. Haiyo, and yet some people, don't want to cherish. Not talking about anyone in particular, btw. Really. *swears on her handphone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like giving up lah, right now. Hmmm, yeah, i should give up on love. Sicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksicksick&lt;br /&gt;OF      BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODY LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;*jumps angrily* ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax, faizah. Relax. Its only a guy. Relax ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur, i think i'm gonna delete this post soon. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme talk about what happened on Monday and Tuesday and Today.&lt;br /&gt;Monday..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, stayed at home. Online and teevee. Watched my Segaris Sinar. About Yati, so niceee lah she. I hope i grow up to be the character in the show. You know, like when she's in her teens, she's fat(like me) and then, she grow up, become pretty and slim! Yeah, thats what i want. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then i think i was online righttttt. Somebody called me syg. LOLLLL. I'll never believe you oke. EVER !!!!  Next morning ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't wake up cause like so bloody tired. Heh. Went school. Everything was normal. Only that my 'bwestfwiend' TEASED me about someone. RAWR. Damn you oke. Heh. Hmmm, then after school, went to Farhanah's house. Her house so niceeeee. The brother(older) were not at home. But that was not why we were there ok. Played at the playground, then, Farhanah called Shawal and in the end, we all lepak-ed together. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they were trying to trick me into leaving me alone with Shawal. LOL, lame oke people. You all failed in the end. Wakakakakaaa. Started raining. My legs felt super colddddd. Fareez(small brother of Fanah)played in the rain. So cutee. Then, we also like run in the rain. Sakinah came. Waited for her at the bus stop. Shawal sat at Farhanah's house nyer stairs then, we played with Firzana(my anak). Hehe. Firzana is efffffffff-ing cute eh. :D :D &lt;br /&gt;Then, around 7.30, met mummy at Pasir Ris. My ' bwestfwiend' called me and talked. He teased me about the syg-syg thingy. LOL, not funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Jerk-Thai. Yummy Tom Yum. The drinks were yuckey. Really. Tried so hard to persuade my mom to buy me a new bag but she never listen. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, got scolding from daddy cause i didn't look after my adek's homework. CRAP. Her homework what, not mine right. For what I needa care huh! ARGH. Next morning ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Geog was good. I passed the test. Yay! :D Maths was bad, was hyper with Ko Hwee. Luqman went to the dentist. Heh. Padam muker kaw! xDD Ko Hwee, you watch out tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;Recess was oke. Ate yummy rice. Didn't get weird stares from anyone which is good. IT was greaaaat. Mr Heng showed us his color pencils and different shades of white and grey. Cool, i didn't know the difference between Pearl White and Brick White. Haha. Then, there was Lit. Lit was oke. Had a test. I dunno going to pass or fail. I hope I passed. Ohyes, i passed my history too! 2 marks away from full marks sia. Bloody angry at myself. After lit was FTCT. Malav's father is sponsoring money for our class tee! Yay! Thank, mr. Malav's daddy. :D Planned our _____________. Heh. Title is done. :D Left the contributions so, faster submit them now! After school, watched c24z play soccer. Syahrin kept missing alot of balls, lucky he didn't let any of the balls go into the goal. Haha. Explored Suhail and Shawal's phones. *kening naek turon* Hehheheheheheheeheheheheheheh. Walked to 12 nyer busstop and crossed the road. Took 229 and 69 home. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have against us huh? You stared at us and we didn't say or complain to anyone. Just because you're older then us, doesn't mean you can do this oke? This is just a friendly warning. Thank you and mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Doing- daydreaming ... ]:&lt;br /&gt;!Listens - One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - Angry, sad and apathetic. ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8967182613668795360?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8967182613668795360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8967182613668795360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8967182613668795360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8967182613668795360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-only-have-dreams-of-you-and-me.html' title='I can only have dreams of you and me being together. ]:'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-576312235310313517</id><published>2008-08-11T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:19:52.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted you to be there when i fall...</title><content type='html'>Hi again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Waiting for Segaris Sinar to start. Another 1 hour . ]]]]: I wanna see my hot Kamil!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLL. In case you guys dunno who Kamil is, its the guy who looks like Izzudin. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;And my bloody phone hanged up on me, when i was messaging you-know-who. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be thinking that i'm rude or something . D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Doing- Switching on and off my phone.&lt;br /&gt;!Listens- My adek singing.&lt;br /&gt;!Feels- Frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-576312235310313517?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/576312235310313517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=576312235310313517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/576312235310313517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/576312235310313517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanted-you-to-be-there-when-i-fall.html' title='I wanted you to be there when i fall...'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4773817697228691495</id><published>2008-08-11T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:07:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think you understand how easily you make me smile. (:</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored again. And i'm married to Maryam! Hehehehe. I forgot how to tie a tie. D:&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't finish History homework. I'm so freaking lazy lah right now. Talked to jay about&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah and his problem. Haha, so sad. He didn't know where the cashier at NTUC Tampines was. HAHA. I didn't even know Tampines had NTUC. LOL. He told me something about Najib, Syahrin. Heh. I still don't believe you lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently into the song Jordin Sparks sang. Listened to it on MTV yesterday. Very freaking nice. And i just realised Syahrin's In A Dream has very bad vulgarities at the end of the song. HAHA. Naughty eh, Syahrin. xD I've been jumping from blog to blog and i found Idra Senior Blog! Cool righttttttttt. Heh. Was coloring orange and red on every paper i found at home. Then, threw all away. Uploaded new photos in friendster, very ugly. I know. My adek's singing malay song. I dunno what song lah she singing. Diriku or something. I think she made it up or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when 'HE' is coming online.. I can't stay online for the whole day . ]: And i want someone to stop ___________ lah . Hmpft. Its like we're competing again. ]]]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like playing games. But what type of games ? Word perhaps? Anyways, i'm hungry. :P&lt;br /&gt;Should i play cooking games? Yeahhhh, maybe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Doing - drinking oreo-iceblended.&lt;br /&gt;!Listens - One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - Empty ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4773817697228691495?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4773817697228691495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4773817697228691495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4773817697228691495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4773817697228691495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-think-you-understand-how-easily.html' title='I don&apos;t think you understand how easily you make me smile. (:'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4873985718219737322</id><published>2008-08-10T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:54:38.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys love music ice cream yummy'/><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3328"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/boycrazy_quiz/1boy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the above is oh-so-true. Heheh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3400"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/mean_quiz/disappointed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, maybe ? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3243"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/flavor_quiz/cdough.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo, go Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's! I'm my favourite flavor. WHEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3403"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/makeout_quiz/closet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, never tried it before. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3393"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/zoey101_quiz/chase.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, but i'm not a guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/slowdance_quiz/mariah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh coooooool. Love it. :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4873985718219737322?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4873985718219737322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4873985718219737322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4873985718219737322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4873985718219737322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-5733351970769496113</id><published>2008-08-10T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:37:09.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love hate envy'/><title type='text'>Drop the base, bby. :D :D :D</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Anyone can make me go highhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh like just now with Syahrin ??&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's talking to me sehhhhh. Except Fith, but its because she's sending me songs.&lt;br /&gt;Freak bored lahhh, this year NDP not interesting sehhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna do quizzes now. Heheheeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Doing- Eating yummy kit-kat.&lt;br /&gt;!Listening- I Wanted You- Ina&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - Not hyper. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-5733351970769496113?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/5733351970769496113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=5733351970769496113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5733351970769496113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/5733351970769496113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/drop-base-bby-d-d-d.html' title='Drop the base, bby. :D :D :D'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8376046951751564794</id><published>2008-08-10T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:14:57.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future is in whose hands, again?</title><content type='html'>Where's __________, when I need him ?? ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8376046951751564794?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8376046951751564794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8376046951751564794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8376046951751564794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8376046951751564794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/future-is-in-whose-hands-again.html' title='The future is in whose hands, again?'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-796381165117952750</id><published>2008-08-10T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:25:54.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed blogskin again. This time, Fith couldn't view it thru MF. RAWR. I loved that blogskin. D:&lt;br /&gt;I was going highhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh with Syahrin just now. Asked him what's borak. LOL. Funny seh. HEHEHEHE. Then, he showed me whats hardjump. Soo cool. I was overreacting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look:&lt;br /&gt;♥ иϋЯҒαίżαн;   I wish I knew what he was thinking when he looks at me and smiles. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay .&lt;br /&gt;♥ иϋЯҒαίżαн;   I wish I knew what he was thinking when he looks at me and smiles. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;old people do hardstyle, coooool.&lt;br /&gt;[.│║▌║█║▌║DeeJay Ѕγάhrίήツ◦●  [♠ツ NextSong - Sex Is Not The End -  ] |♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;♥ иϋЯҒαίżαн;   I wish I knew what he was thinking when he looks at me and smiles. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG .&lt;br /&gt;[.│║▌║█║▌║DeeJay Ѕγάhrίήツ◦●  [♠ツ NextSong - Sex Is Not The End -  ] |♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;♥ иϋЯҒαίżαн;   I wish I knew what he was thinking when he looks at me and smiles. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;HARDJUMP IS HOTTER THAB JUMPSTYLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;♥ иϋЯҒαίżαн;   I wish I knew what he was thinking when he looks at me and smiles. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;than*&lt;br /&gt;[.│║▌║█║▌║DeeJay Ѕγάhrίήツ◦●  [♠ツ NextSong - Sex Is Not The End -  ] |♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Cute kan. Got alot lahhh. Some are about this 'guy' i like. HEHEHE. Privateprivate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Tell me what should i do now. Please. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Doing- Waiting&lt;br /&gt;!Listening- In A Dream - Syahrin&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - Bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-796381165117952750?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/796381165117952750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=796381165117952750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/796381165117952750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/796381165117952750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7885077687043513201</id><published>2008-08-10T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:54:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard.</title><content type='html'>Hi peepos.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually supposed to be at ECP now. Again. Cause of the rain, decided to stay at home and study.((:  I was hoping for someone to come online seh, but he/she didn't. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got loads of homework undone, but who cares? Tomorrow holiday mahhh. Watching MTV Asia Awards. The nominations are like all so kental lah. Especially Electrico. LOL. Dunno how to sing sia they all. But the stage is pretty. Heh. Yesterday was really hyperrrr. Was hyper and random. Can someone teach me how to solve the rubik's cube?? I thought Syahrin knew how to solve but I was wrong. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't believe i cried in front of c24z sehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ARGH. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bye. I wanna go. :D&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll blog more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7885077687043513201?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7885077687043513201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7885077687043513201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7885077687043513201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7885077687043513201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-heard.html' title='I heard.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6474121358536081677</id><published>2008-08-09T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:13:38.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i blogged. Went for the cross country yesterday. Had to wake up at such an early hour ya' know. But i liked yesterday. Its super duper niceeeeee and fun luh. East coast park was .. speechless? Haha. The fishballs sold by the Enterprise people were tasty. The people running were kindaf fast eventhough the distance was far. The sec1s followed the wrong route. So, they didn't win anything. But there's gonna be a re-run for them, i think ? :D &lt;br /&gt;The 'Adam Peroiredy' guy also known as the host didn't acknowledged the student councillors. Then, we all went like on 'strike'. When he asked all the student leader groups to go out in front, he only said , PSLs and Sports Captains. Then, we were all angry but in a funny way lah. Nashwin was like grumbling and grumbling. Timothy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, got debrief and we went off. Changed and rented bikes for 2 hours. I went with Sakinah, and i tell you, that girl cycle like so dangerously seh. We fell. Dx But no bruises. Then, Jay kept on calling me and telling me to tell Sakinah that she cannot hang out there cause it was his 'area'. Then, he kept pestering and pestering till i hanged up. We sent Nadia to the bus stop and then, came back to the beach. Jay called me again and asked where we all are. I made him promise not to do anything to us if we were still found hanging out at east coast. And he agreed! HAHAHAHAHA. Then, we met and hanged out. We played in the sand and water. Farhanah and Fith and Maryam all got wet. LOL. HAHA. Then, we changed and ate at Burger King. Rendang Burger, yummmmmmy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked all the way to the jetty there and sat and chit-chat. Then, took bus homeee. Reached home, washed up and went online! Syahrin was onlineeeeee. Chatted with him banyak banyak. HAH. Before that, Farhanah's mom called me to ask if Farhanah was still with me. Of course not, she left like long ago already. Then, i told her that maybe she's lost. Then, she asked me for Maryam's number. I give loh. Sorry Maryam! D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, farhanah called me saying that her mother had extra tickets. So, she invited me, maryam and sakinah. So gerek sehhhhh. Fithriyyah was called 'Ashila' cause her mom didn't like her or something like that. So cute, then we kept confusing 'Ashila' by calling her 'Fithriyyah'. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to farhanah's house, ate and his brother, Fadlie(Also my eeyore's name) helped me charged my phone for me. Thankyou! :D Cabbed home with Maryam and reached home at around 12.30 at night siaaaa. D: Bloody tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. Long ayyy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!What am i doing? - Daydreaming. (:&lt;br /&gt;!Listen - the 'oh mickey' song or smth. (:&lt;br /&gt;!Feels - tired. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6474121358536081677?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6474121358536081677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6474121358536081677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6474121358536081677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6474121358536081677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3273627575080792638</id><published>2008-08-01T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:14:26.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna post quite a few posts today.&lt;br /&gt;Starting with this quotes version ;&lt;br /&gt;found some online, made some myself. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a silly girl who fell for a stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;for once in my life, i don't have to try to be happy, when i'm with you, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;love is only a chapter in a guy's life, but to a girl, its the whole book.&lt;br /&gt;11:11 ; i wished for you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you understand how easily you make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like i can fly when i stand next to you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------ ! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3273627575080792638?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3273627575080792638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3273627575080792638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3273627575080792638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3273627575080792638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-gonna-post-quite-few-posts-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-6923911971497372091</id><published>2008-07-26T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:43:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY ?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Will Be - Vanessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha, yeah. Thats right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;What Hurts The Most - The Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- True , very true . I'm sensitive . ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;When I Grow Up - The Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be careful what I wish for 'cause I might get. Heh . Romantic ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;When You're Gone - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sad, 'cause I miss someone.  ]: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Why Don't You Kiss Her - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- True lah , 'cause i wanna tell this person about my feelings but don't want . HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YEAH ! I want a guardian angel of my own 'cause i'm always 'catching' other people. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Stay - Natalie something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah , I guess they want me to stay. LOL ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Mercy -Duffy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They got me beggin' for mercy. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Hot - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yuppp yuppy yupp! I want him ! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIES?&lt;br /&gt;Innocence - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Innocence ? Sure anot .. They're definitely NOT innocent, I swear. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;When You Look Me In My Eyes - The Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OMGGGGGG . Truetrue. When he looks me in my eyes, i do catch a glimpse of heaven ! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Be - Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna be his, i wanna be a ........ ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Apologize - One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Its too late ? Maybe this is a reminder that if i don't study, i won't get to be what i wanna be! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Like Whoa - Aly &amp;amp; AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yea, your image overwhelms my brain &amp;amp; it feels good . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Anybody - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not just anybody, I'm me! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Thats When I Love You - Aslyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HELL YEA! Fav song at the moment. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Inconsolable - The Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OMG , thats sweet . Everyone's inconsolable when I leave. Memorable yea. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Because You Live - Jesse McCartney &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think uh, daydreaming ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry - Fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Losing the people I love dearly. ]]]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Damaged - Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Dance Like There's No Tomorrow - Paula DeAnda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-6923911971497372091?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/6923911971497372091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=6923911971497372091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6923911971497372091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/6923911971497372091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1495012954531885124</id><published>2008-07-24T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:39:46.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home now. YAY. Finally sia, i've been busy the whole two weeks that i've seldom came home EARLY. Heh. Been lepaking at titbits with c24z as usual and with councillor stuffs . RAWR . Councillors are really busy people siaa. LOL . Okay , lemme tell you about yesterday and the other interesting stuffs  I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;So, it was like after school, we went to titbits. It was kinda boring cause' Shawal and Zico and Najib were not there. Only Zheng, Jay &amp;amp; Syahrin. So, we ate and talked. Fith left with Farhanah to go Pasir Ris or something. So, we also left ah. We go Bedok library with Syahril. Then, Zoey went along with us too. Chit-chatted at the library. Nuraini came, she's pretty and hyperrr and she's in girl guides. Whoooo ! Hahaa. And Irfan appeared out of nowhere. Then, after talking and talking alot, went to buy sushi from Edo Sushi. Bought tuna sushi. Yummy! Heh. Sent Sakinah to the 69 place there and the others went to Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the library to wait for my mom. I was reading at the second level malay corner. The librarian chased me out cause' the place was specially for newspaper reading only. So, I went downstairs. Read my book quietly. This dark-skinned, tall, malay(i think), non-specatacled who was wearing a red soccer jersey or something with long jeans approached me, smiling. I thought he was gonna ask me something, but no. Then, i just continued reading my book. Then, he went to the nearby shelve. From where I was sitting, i could see that he constantly glanced at me suspiciously. Me, panicky as ever, left the seat and walked over to the other shelves down the aisle. I did that only knowing that the guy in red was following me. I went to the left, he went there as well, I went to the right, he too followed me! My legs became wobbly and I nearly fell down. So, I checked if the coast was clear, and went for it. I took the lift to the third floor, thinking that I would escape this suspicous guy. I walked around the whole third floor, afraid. I saw Sakinah's abang angkat tho. Then, I saw Maryam! My lifesaver for the day. Heh. I was like talking to her. From the glass window, I could see that same suspicious guy walking towards me. I was terrified. What the hell did this man want from me?! So, i waited with Maryam 'til her mom came. I went down, wanting to report to the librarian. But as i looked around, no man in red was there. So, whats the point right? I thanked Maryam and her mom . Hehe . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;BEWARE OF THIS TALL, DARK-SKINNED AND MALAY GUY OKAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1495012954531885124?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1495012954531885124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1495012954531885124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1495012954531885124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1495012954531885124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1071414778479421255</id><published>2008-07-20T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:37:00.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a problematic friend . Causing fights with other people. I'll plead guilty if i was charged in court. Maybe what you've said is right, i am a no use type of friend. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1071414778479421255?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1071414778479421255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1071414778479421255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1071414778479421255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1071414778479421255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-such-problematic-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-316318805178396328</id><published>2008-07-20T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:33:54.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE IS ANGRY AT ME .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY SAKINAH. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-316318805178396328?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/316318805178396328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=316318805178396328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/316318805178396328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/316318805178396328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/someone-is-angry-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-1167850407355866507</id><published>2008-07-19T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:55:36.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you think i'm showing off my student councillor authority, you're wrong. Maybe you're saying this, 'cause you're just jealous. Yea, maybe thats it. Thats why you keep saying that Teacher is very the favouritism type. Whatever lah okay. Kalau jealous, cakap je lah. I'm offended when you say that okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what have i done to you that you must insult me so badly? I've never ever insulted you as bad as you insulted me. Well, maybe the insults are true, but you don't have to say it infront of the boys right? Trying to humiliate your own friend? Is that a new category of backstabbing? You've been insulting and teasing me for a few days already, you think i'm not hurt or offended ? And you whom i call my 'friend' are laughing along with the others ? What type of friend are you? I've never hurt you in any way. If you think i'm stealing your best friend from you, you're wrong. I had no intention to do that. Not ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just never change ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-1167850407355866507?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/1167850407355866507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=1167850407355866507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1167850407355866507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/1167850407355866507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-you-think-im-showing-off-my-student.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-816590057618797487</id><published>2008-07-16T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:41:41.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough.</title><content type='html'>I've gotten enough of your nonsense oke. Enough of all the teasing and making fun of me. I bet you didn't know that i was actually offended by your words. I thought a friend wasn't suppose to say anything bad about you. But no, i guess i was wrong. Yea well, maybe you thought it was funny but wouldn't you feel hurt if your own friend, the one you trusted most, talked about how ugly you are or how fat you are behind your back and finding it out from a classmate? What would that make you feel ? I mean yea, i'm what you say but you don't have to say right in my face correct? You're just downgrading me, and thats bad, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hurt by someone i call my 'friend'. She has been doing this for quite a number of times and i've really gotten enough of it. You should know who you are by now. And well, its not funny okay. You can gossip/talk behind your friend's back but you, yourself should know how it feels like if you've gotten the same thing. I'm really fed up and pissed off with this okay. I'm sure you wouldn't like it either if i did the same thing to you right? It may take a while for me to forgive you.. But i don't think you're gonna apologise righttttttttttttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the talk. Don't wanna elaborate too much on it. Lets see what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- today&lt;br /&gt;In class, someone insulted me. Was pissed off 'cause i didn't expect me to insult me that badly. Sergio threw staples at me, so i was angry at him too. Sat beside Luqman. Gerek lah seh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Recess wasn't that interesting. Lala &amp;amp; Shawal broke up and i didn't know. Like omg. Uhhh ..&lt;br /&gt;I miss someone really badly. And sakinah knows who. Heh. Went White Sands after school, with someone, farhanah, sakinah. Then, someone and farhanah was waiting for amir who was supposed to meet someone. Then, we waited like for 1 hour + but he didn't come. Grr. Then, sakinah and me and someone and farhanah went inside the mall. Me and sakinah bought lollipops at the toy machine. Fun bodo. HAHA. Then, hid inside the library. Funnneh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Then, Syahril met us. Ate at Macs. Yummy. Someone came. Then, after eating finished, we decided to take neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, someone went to the toilet or something. Then, when i talked to her, she rolled her eyes and said ' whatever' or something like that. Then, i think she took the lift to go somewhere else. Syahril, me and Sakinah decided to take neoprints. So fun. Heh. After that, we told Syahril why something is angry with something else. Yea. You get the picture. Then, Syahril told us that someone messaged him telling him that she went to Pasir Ris Park to release her feelings/anger. Then, when Syahril asked if she's still there, she just said bye. We wanted to go there to check how's she doing but since she's behaving like that, we didn't do anything. After that, we went home taking MRT. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're gonna blog about me or sakinah or syahril or whoever but its just this okay ;&lt;br /&gt;You were hurting my feelings by insulting me, don't you think you deserve what you're getting now? I've heard you say many things about me for the past few weeks now, and i'm enduring it all. I feel hurt and i bet you didn't know that. You were laughing at me along with Farhanah and some other classmates. What do you think of me? A mannequin that you can play with? Hell no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-816590057618797487?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/816590057618797487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=816590057618797487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/816590057618797487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/816590057618797487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/enough.html' title='enough.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3806599243258083988</id><published>2008-07-13T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:51:00.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since i post ayy?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, very busy. Lets seee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you guys have been missing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. Uhm, I'm officially a student councillor. ;D&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to joan's house for project. ;D&lt;br /&gt;3. Had shopping spree with my mom. ;D&lt;br /&gt;4. Had another shopping spree yesterday. ;D&lt;br /&gt;5. Had shopping spree again today. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping spree items ;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags = Nike &amp;amp; Puma , Sling &amp;amp; Handbag-ish but big.&lt;br /&gt;Hoodies = I.P ZONE .&lt;br /&gt;Pants = Black pants skinny-like and Jeans .&lt;br /&gt;Tees = Black and pink/brown stripes.&lt;br /&gt;Nike Waterbottle.&lt;br /&gt;Some daiso stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Graph Paper. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joan's house the other day. Its like sooooo big. I can't wait to go there again tomorrow. I like June(Joan's younger sis). She's super uber cute laaah ! Shall take a photo with her tomorrow ! ;D ;D ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an official student councillor. Fith didn't get it. So sorry pal. ]:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's teasing me about my name(FAIZAH) cos it sounds like Farizah.&lt;br /&gt;And thats my home ec teacher. I'm pissed. Grrrrrrrrrrr. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for th day! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3806599243258083988?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3806599243258083988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3806599243258083988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3806599243258083988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3806599243258083988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-370269716909286441</id><published>2008-07-06T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:50:44.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sakinah and Fithriyyah are my best friends. But at times, it seems like they don't have time for me. Usually they're busy with their mataer so, when that happens, i resort to Irni. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, shall continue tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-370269716909286441?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/370269716909286441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=370269716909286441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/370269716909286441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/370269716909286441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/sakinah-and-fithriyyah-are-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8982121186515585893</id><published>2008-07-04T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:57:16.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Got alot of things to blog about. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the days, Sakinah, Fith and me went to Parkway. We walked and walked uh, boring uh that day. Went to buy something. Ate at KFC. Bought the O.R Fillet Burger. $3.00. The burger is so pathetically small sia. Never gonna buy it ever again. :D Haha. Then, went back to school to fetch Nadiaaa saaayang. Then, from there, I think we went somewhere. But i forgot.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this one day ah, I thought we were only lepaking the three of us. Then, SOMEONE invited the Macpherson boys. I didn't know. Then, they come only, i go home. Then, decided not to cos they were lepaking at the exercise corner. So yeah, we did. After that, seeing Danial(Fith's boyf) was miserable, I went home. I wanna highlight something from here. FITH AND SAKINAH WERE ENTERTAINING ME AT FIRST, BUT I FELT GUILTY. Hurhur. Done. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, uh, Fith broke up with Danial , a few days later, they patched. Then, yesterday they fight then they're okay already. Fith, you owe me a SODA/COKE! Muahahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, uh, just on Wednesday. I went for the Student Councillor thingy. So fun seh. We played this game where we had to be on our fours and like, slide a piece of soap on the end of the two sides ah. If the soap hit your bench, then you get 1 point. And the floor was slippery okay. Everyone was like wrestling each other over the soap! Haha. Super fun. Then, the others also nice. My facilitator was Joel(vice president for student council)&amp;amp; this really fun guy that i forgot his name. Haha. They're superb. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Irni yesterday at the library. I saw Sze Ning and Tesrin at Mac's. My mom at home asked me whether I was at Mac's today 'cause her friend saw me there. Like Ohmygod! D: No more lepaking for me. ): Irni really thought that i was gonna give her a hamster. Muahahahahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today.. well, today nothing much happened yea. Uh, MT ? Okay lah, Mr Farris didn't do anything embarassing to me. Haha. Uh, Mrs Govind talked about Maryam today. Saying that we were not entertaining/accomodating her properly. I talked to her but everytime I do, Ashila will stare at me like i'm disturbing something like that. Haiyo. Oh, and Mrs Govind said me and farhanah are selected to be student councillors already. Meaning we passed the interview lah. I'm like fu*k happy seh! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Luqman and Rehan and Denzel and Fithriyyah haven't get their results. All the best yeas? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. And fith, I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON _______ ANYMORE OKAY. BUT PLEASE DON'T TELL HIM THAT I HAD HAD A CRUSH ON HIM BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't hurt my feelings again. Can you do that ? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Does being hated means you're good? Well, someone hates me. I'm looking on the brighter side of things now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: Idiot from 2/8 told me that he still loves me and some other crap. Well, uh, sorry. But i'm unavailable to bastards like you! You're still not forgiven alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may post again later to let out feelings about some other thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeee ya !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8982121186515585893?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8982121186515585893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8982121186515585893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8982121186515585893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8982121186515585893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3661675993090845100</id><published>2008-07-01T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:38:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, kindly ignore the spammers in my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;Eh spammer, listen here!&lt;br /&gt;Say/curse whatever censored words you wanna say, WHATEVER OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, stupid spammers. Make people's lifes miserable onlyyyy. Ningkempoopies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post least now, am wish me luck for tomorrow's Student Councillor's interviews.&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG , i'm superduperwuper nervous. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3661675993090845100?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3661675993090845100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3661675993090845100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3661675993090845100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3661675993090845100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-8092834638379715186</id><published>2008-06-24T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:06:08.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG ! I'M GOING INSANE !!!! NOT LIKE SYAHRIL. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-8092834638379715186?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/8092834638379715186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=8092834638379715186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8092834638379715186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/8092834638379715186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg-im-going-insane-not-like-syahril.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7610959097090364961</id><published>2008-06-16T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:46:20.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom ):</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. So here goes nothing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today is:&lt;br /&gt;16th June Of 2008. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I should be:&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeping? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The last text message I received&lt;br /&gt;was from: Sakinah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And it said:&lt;br /&gt;"Kuala Lumpur xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am currently pissed off because:&lt;br /&gt;I've to do all the house chores for TWO whole WEEKS! Grrr. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My cellphone rings and the song&lt;br /&gt;that's playing is:&lt;br /&gt;Break The Ice by Britney Spears. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I would love to see:&lt;br /&gt;myself doing something romantic with a hott boy i call my boyfriend. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If I could change one of my&lt;br /&gt;attitudes, it would be:&lt;br /&gt;My easily deceived-ness. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. After school, I love to:&lt;br /&gt;go titbits! With Sakinah and the others of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My favorite subject is:&lt;br /&gt;idontknow. Maybe, Maths? By Miss Chia! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I liked yesterday because:&lt;br /&gt;I got to eat alot of yummyyummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. But I still sort of didn't&lt;br /&gt;because:&lt;br /&gt;My mom watched Incredible Tales and it totally freaked me out. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My favorite song right now would&lt;br /&gt;have to be:&lt;br /&gt;Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx. Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I sometimes forget to:&lt;br /&gt;Bathe, especially when i'm watching tv. Nah, i'm kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I currently have a crush on:&lt;br /&gt;Mr HotMadrasahGuy. (((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite number/s would have&lt;br /&gt;to be:&lt;br /&gt;17/27/25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When I'm in a bad mood:&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily uh, pissed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I really can't stand:&lt;br /&gt;the way people/friends change, because of too much influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'd break up with my boyfriend /&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend right away if :&lt;br /&gt;I see him with uh, any girl kissing/fu*king him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If I were to get stuck in an&lt;br /&gt;elevator with someone, it would have&lt;br /&gt;to be:&lt;br /&gt;My mommy or the person who knows how to like, save the people from the elevator. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I'd really like to improve my&lt;br /&gt;grades on:&lt;br /&gt;Every single one of them. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . The last thing that I bought with my own money is:&lt;br /&gt;Yakult. &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The name of the district where I&lt;br /&gt;live is: Bedok North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I have never ridden:&lt;br /&gt;A ferris wheel. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If I won the lottery, the first&lt;br /&gt;thing I would buy is:&lt;br /&gt;A new watch and maybe, a PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. One bad habit of mine is:&lt;br /&gt;Being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I go to school in:&lt;br /&gt;White blouse, navy blue skirt, Nike shoes, ponytail-ed hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I study there because:&lt;br /&gt;I Was Posted To That School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. One friend who is not from my&lt;br /&gt;school is:&lt;br /&gt;Irni Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I am currently stressed because:&lt;br /&gt;1) My holiday assignments remained untouched since the very beginning of hols.&lt;br /&gt;2) I've got no boyfriend, while my other friend have.&lt;br /&gt;3) I haven't revised a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7610959097090364961?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7610959097090364961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7610959097090364961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7610959097090364961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7610959097090364961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/boredom.html' title='Boredom ):'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4804869987241527773</id><published>2008-06-11T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:14:52.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody reads this blog . Its dead .&lt;br /&gt;Maybe  I can blog about the camp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me, masyitah &amp;amp; joycelyn met up at Bedok Inter at around 6.50 . We reached Mayflower just in time. Hah, I was allocated to uhm, foxhound 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  person I talked to; Jeremy or Neville . (they both looked alike o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,  I made friends with Amirah, Rafidah, Hedir, Mahadhir.&lt;br /&gt;My four best budddddies in camp!&lt;br /&gt;I miss them  oh-so-much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, we played alot of games . You know like, Wacko, stuffs like that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I love foxhound 5 to the max . I found out that everyone was older than me! Even the smaller sized ones, (no offence yea :D). Then, they all bully me saying I was the youngest. Haha. But I definitely felt great. Haha. I love my big brothers and sisters! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was nice on that day, nicest in fact, if you compare with the rest. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We slept at around uh , 11.00 ! Haha . Bathing was quite a problem for me cos' we're like only given 6-7 minutes each to bathe &amp;amp; wear our clothes. So rushing ! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second  day, uhm .&lt;br /&gt;We got to exercise in the morning.  There's this 70-year-old man who's like super energetic ! &lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this guy named Faris. He didn't do the exercises properly, then he got called up and had to do the exercise on the stage! Haha. Kekek. He reminds me of Syazwan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;He's quite hot. :xx Opps . Then, breakfast time. They gave us like 3 packs and one packet full of biscuits . The three packs were like rationed foood . Its like you're supposed to cut the pack and squeeze the insides and eat. Like eew kan. I fasted for one whole day siot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day,&lt;br /&gt;uh, we slept at 4am in the morning. We played station games. Gerek. It required alot of teamwork. Haha. We slept at 4 in the morning cos we went to walk through a MRT tunnel. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, in the tunnel, I was like holding Jeremy's ready bag. Haha, I was afraid I was going to trip and fall. Thanks boybuddy! Love ya. Then, we reached like the end already uh, but then, there was more! We had to climb like around 7 flights of stairs. The stairs were like spiral-ly. So gidddy! Haha, then. we headed back to the school. I slept in the bus. Too tired. Then, I heard from some of them that they pranked some of us. Like they put biscuits in their mouths when they sleep. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victims ; Cai Jing, Zul, Hedir, Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept but they all didn't do it on me. I love them! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day,&lt;br /&gt;We ate breakfast. Not nice also. Hahah. One of the days before we got to eat fish&amp;amp;chips. Nicenice! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;After that, headed to the hall to play captain's ball. I was supposedly playing as reserve. HAHA. Pathetic kan me. Uh, after that, we had a talk or smth like that. I can't remember, hurhur``&lt;br /&gt;After the talk, we said our farewells/goodbyes. So sad seyh. I didn't want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, me, masyitah, syafiq and another chinese guy I forgot his name took a bus to AMK. Then, we ate at Mac's. Ordered Spicy McNuggets. NICE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we took bus 25 back home. Then, in the bus, my seniors and I all laughed so much. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a few jokes. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Holistic Pet Food?! What the hell is that. Holy pet food uh ? I didn't know cats and dogs had religions.&lt;br /&gt;Masyitah: Haha, yea. I wonder how they all go mosque. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I wonder how they pray and sembahyang and all.&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq: Meow meow! *His hands going up and down.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed like hell sia . Haha. I love my seniors, they're the best among the best. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some of the things we did are not posted here cos i'm too lazy and forgetful . Heh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;Nitenite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;nurfaizah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i've got a crush on someone in camp. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4804869987241527773?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4804869987241527773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4804869987241527773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4804869987241527773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4804869987241527773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/camp.html' title='Camp.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-7829603970030974244</id><published>2008-06-10T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:03:28.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLLO NEVILLE ! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-7829603970030974244?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/7829603970030974244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=7829603970030974244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7829603970030974244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/7829603970030974244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/helllo-neville-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-4059607137102108238</id><published>2008-06-06T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T20:58:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloh .&lt;br /&gt;I've got 2 more quizzes to do, but i'm tired .&lt;br /&gt;Give it a rest okeey ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post about camp tomorrow night . ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real beat out. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-4059607137102108238?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/4059607137102108238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=4059607137102108238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4059607137102108238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/4059607137102108238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/helloh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37724627.post-3033113537806239125</id><published>2008-06-06T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:48:39.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 20 people that you can think of right now . Don't read the questions below until you have named the 20 people . At the end of this , choose 5 people to do this quiz . By the way , not in order .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Syahril &lt;br /&gt;#2. Sakinah&lt;br /&gt;#3. Skye&lt;br /&gt;#4. Faris &lt;br /&gt;#5. Amirah&lt;br /&gt;#6. Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;#7. Nizam &lt;br /&gt;#8. Ardesh &lt;br /&gt;#9. Rafidah &lt;br /&gt;#10. Mahadhir  &lt;br /&gt;#11. Hedir &lt;br /&gt;#12. Sergio&lt;br /&gt;#13. Najib&lt;br /&gt;#14. Syahrin &lt;br /&gt;#15. Irni &lt;br /&gt;#16. Diyana&lt;br /&gt;#17. Farhanah&lt;br /&gt;#18. Fithriyyah &lt;br /&gt;#19. Adli&lt;br /&gt;#20. Marzuki &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 14 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Syahrin-  Uhm , eversince i came to temasek secondary, I got to know him better ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if never met 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Syahril- Ohmygawd , i'll like so totally REGRET !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What if 9 and 20 dated ?&lt;br /&gt;} Rafidah &amp;amp; Marzuki- Eeew, the girl's older than the guy. Nono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will 6 and 17 date ?&lt;br /&gt;}Faris &amp;amp; Syazwan - GAYS ?! Like eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe 3 .&lt;br /&gt;}Skye - She's bubbly usually .  But at times , quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 7 .&lt;br /&gt;}Nizam - I met him like 4 days ago, he can do gay actions very well. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you know any of 12's family members ?&lt;br /&gt;}Sergio - Hmm, his sister ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What language does 15 speak ?&lt;br /&gt;}Irni - Malay and English .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who is 9 going on with ?&lt;br /&gt;}Rafidah - She's single laah deng !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How old is 16 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Diyana - Thirteen, just like mweee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When is the last time you spoke to 13 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Najib - Before I went for CSSP Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is 2's favourite band/singer ?&lt;br /&gt;}Sakinah - 2008's American Idol winner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you even date 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Faris - I got to know him 4 days ago, hmmm. Maybe ? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you even date with 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Syahril - He's my adek , that sounds wrong yo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is 19 single ?&lt;br /&gt;}Adli - I think so, why ? Interested isit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you ever be in relationship with 11 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Hedir - I met him 4 days ago , so , i'm not too sure about the relationship lasting long . Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. School of 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Skye - Temasek Primary &amp;amp; Secondary .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where does 6 live ?&lt;br /&gt;}Farhanah - Pasir Ris .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favourite thing of 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;}Amirah - Her kecoh-ness ! Hah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you seen 2 naked ?&lt;br /&gt;}Sakinah - Luckily, no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 people I tag :&lt;br /&gt;If you read, &amp;amp; you want to do, do luhs . I lazy to tag everyone .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37724627-3033113537806239125?l=fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/feeds/3033113537806239125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37724627&amp;postID=3033113537806239125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3033113537806239125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37724627/posts/default/3033113537806239125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzy-ah.blogspot.com/2008/06/name-20-people-that-you-can-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
