<?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-6822088</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:51:20.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ifahhh*</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily Life Expriences</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111633183061106704</id><published>2005-05-17T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:10:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've settled everything with those girls. Except some ah. But I don't bother, really. &lt;strong&gt;LAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana. I'm sorry if whatever I said hurt you. Seriously, I just never heard of people doing notes for Maths. I thought it was weird. Normally people would like practice. I shouldn't laugh about it. People have got different methods of studying, so yeah. I'm sorry for that. But whatever you post at your blog about me wasn't nice to read, at all. By the way, Farhan didn't laugh his ass off about it. We just laughed and &lt;strong&gt;that's it&lt;/strong&gt;. We didn't even tell the whole world about it and made it a big deal. It was just our opinion. The conversation was there and it ends there. However, again, sorry if it hurts you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seha. Hate me for all I care. You should learn how to forgive and forget. It happened 2 years ago. And now you're making it a big deal. I really don't wanna be in bad terms with anyone now, seriously. Whatever it is, if it really hurts you so bad till now, sorry. Thanx for creating the whole clan by the way. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farlinah. I hope you're happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahrini. You ever copied something from my blog. So I think you shouldn't talk much. I didn't make it a big deal. Cause I don't care. But you said something about me in your blog that I just have to bring it up now. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faseha. I didn't know you had something against me too that you have to join the clan. Shocking, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER. I'M DONE. FYI, I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST ANYONE OF YOU, OKAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111633183061106704?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111633183061106704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111633183061106704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111633183061106704' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111632065381761760</id><published>2005-05-17T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:56:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the boredom from sitting at that corner reading "The Dirty Girls Social Club" would be over in 3 days. Yes, 3 longgg days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the craving for hot chocolate now. Yummylicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh brother. I guess you totally do not know the meaning of a true friend. Or how to treasure a friend. You should really stop your talking bad about someone behind their back thing, you know? You're always taking advantage of me and I'm sick of it. Maybe you just don't see me as a friend. But I &lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;DID&lt;/strong&gt;. Hell, I don't care. Well, why should I? &lt;strong&gt;You. Make. Me. Sick. Lameass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111632065381761760?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111632065381761760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111632065381761760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111632065381761760' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111624131654307555</id><published>2005-05-16T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:57:21.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fact that I actually passed my poa gave me a shock. Not with flying colours, believe me. But well, I have nothing else to say except, Alhamdulillah. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's the people you hate that cares about you the most. You just don't see it, girl. To her, I know it may sound surprising, but I'll be by your side. I hope you'll take my advices seriously and just think about it. Yes, think about it really hard. Take a break from everything. Stay free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in synchronicity? I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111624131654307555?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111624131654307555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111624131654307555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111624131654307555' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111615837522475019</id><published>2005-05-15T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:58:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally not looking forward to school tmr. Firstly because I'm getting back the poa paper. Secondly, its the start of my 5 days straight detention after school. I swear I hate that old man alot. Luckily reading storybooks is allowed during detention now. Normally, they would ask us to do revision and stuffs. But hey, the exams are over right? So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how people can be very oblivious at times. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing him,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; loads&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111615837522475019?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111615837522475019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111615837522475019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111615837522475019' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111613795327061104</id><published>2005-05-15T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:00:14.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel free now. No more studying and all. Yayness. Well, not till I get back my results that is. Sitting for 'N' Levels this year. So no matter what, I'll have to continue with my daily revision. I'm predicting that I'm gonna fail my combined science and poa. Combined science suck. I'll be veryyy thankful if there's anyone out there who is willing to help me with that freaking subject. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going over to Siti Nur's place later with Ikah. We're watching this Indonesian movie called, "30 Hari Mencari Cinta". I've watched that movie twice. I don't mind watching it again. It's hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm off now. Helping mummy sweep the floor and all. She's busy playing chess with dad. Bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111613795327061104?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111613795327061104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111613795327061104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111613795327061104' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111606273945652178</id><published>2005-05-14T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:01:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going cycling Ikah and Kiki later. The girls cancelled the whole thing cause they were feeling lazy and all. Sheesh. I love cycling. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dah lah shut up ah Ifah. Kau nie lame giler tapi kau tak sedar sey. Menyampah tau!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111606273945652178?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111606273945652178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111606273945652178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111606273945652178' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111604438315488474</id><published>2005-05-14T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:03:28.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go out with the girls today but mummy told me to take care of the house and accompany my bro as she's going out with granny. Sis is not at home either. So, yeah. Have fun girls! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my packet of chips, loads of chocolate bars plus milk. Hoping that I'll get fat after I'm done eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111604438315488474?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111604438315488474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111604438315488474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111604438315488474' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111598808061653789</id><published>2005-05-13T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:41:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heylooo my dearest darlings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back home. Super tired but I'm feeling happy for someee reason. Had detention after school. I'm like fucked up at Mr Ong for giving me 8 days of detention. I came late for 4 times now so that means i hafta serve detention for 5 days. I have not finished my 3 days of detention, which is cause of the 3rd time late coming to school, due to exams and stuffs. So yeah, 3 + 5 = a BIG FAT 8. God. Can't you just give me a break or something? Urgh. F.Y.I, I've finished my exams and all. 2 hours of sitting at that corner would be a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that i'm-a-GUY-and-i-love-guys person, get your unfeminine hands off my boyfriend. And stop calling him. Anyway, I had fun talking to you yesterday. Saying that his number was at your hp like all of a sudden and you just wanted to ask who was it is a totally LAME reason, okay? Plus, your voice totally sucks. You disgust me, hell yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111598808061653789?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111598808061653789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111598808061653789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111598808061653789' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111590966199053043</id><published>2005-05-12T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T15:07:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The English test was kinda tough. Especially Passage B. I hope I'll make it through somehow. Well. School was totally sucky today. Specifically, during recess. Horrible cramps. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that more girls are getting desperate. Normally its guys that go gaga over girls. But now, girls go gaga guys, like big time. Hey its not wrong. But please, don't be soo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was such a wonderful conversation that I just didn't want it to end. Can I have you here with me, every hour, every minute, every second?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111590966199053043?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111590966199053043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111590966199053043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111590966199053043' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111582178628895866</id><published>2005-05-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:40:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Izham and Dinesh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The POA test was sucky. I couldn't balance the balance sheet from Paper II. That sucks. The whole question is like worth 30 marks. My mind went blank for awhile during Paper I. I was soo darn nervous. Well, seriously I'm not expecting much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the stress from POA, there was someeething that got a wide smile plastered on my face for a moment. Dear secretly left an "artwork" that he made during his D&amp;amp;T period. It was this wood thingy, it had a message on it which says "F &lt;3 S, 090604". I was like "aww, soo sweet!!". Called him straight away to say Thank you and stuffs. Love you too darling, you know I always do. Smoooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. Afternoon bath, got changed and then met my babes at Starbucks. Studied Chem. We had lotsa TALKS. Haha. Its fun when Nik is around. =D Know what I mean girls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111582178628895866?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111582178628895866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111582178628895866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111582178628895866' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111573514588575423</id><published>2005-05-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:46:37.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently studying POA with Ikah now, online. How? Through MSN Messenger. I love whoever who created MSN Messenger. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna clear something. I'm in love with that drummer from My Chemical Romance cause of the way he play the drum, not cause of his looks. I bet most of you would have catched their music videos at MTV, now that it is sooo comercialised, so you should know he's not hot. So yeah. I just read Farlinah's blog. She too said that My Chemical Romance has gone mainstream. Lucky for us, there are still some bands who have not. I hope *** **** or *** **** ***** is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111573514588575423?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111573514588575423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111573514588575423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573514588575423' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111571712152030546</id><published>2005-05-10T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T17:25:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every night, before every one of us go to sleep, we lie to ourselves. Hoping desperately that come next morning, everything we said would be true. Yes, we lie to ourselves, every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Script from Desperate Housewives. Well it was someeeething like that lah. Anyone who catched last night's episode should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is kinda true, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen, deeply in love with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111571712152030546?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111571712152030546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111571712152030546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111571712152030546' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111569867602336463</id><published>2005-05-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:49:07.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Daddy, Hawa and Ruzaini! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. I'm having the Maths test real soon. Stressed! At the comp lab now. The NE Quiz is darn boring. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111569867602336463?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111569867602336463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111569867602336463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111569867602336463' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111569779157107133</id><published>2005-05-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:15:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 11th Month Ann Dearie! I heart you. Smooochh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of studying Maths! Having a test tmr. Wish me luck darlings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111569779157107133?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111569779157107133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111569779157107133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111569779157107133' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111563583217155894</id><published>2005-05-09T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:50:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At Ain's house now. Studying Maths. Yeaps. Supposed to go out with my little brother but he's like asleep. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new albums people. Have fun viewing. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111563583217155894?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111563583217155894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111563583217155894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111563583217155894' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111553850290030768</id><published>2005-05-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:49:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mothers' Day to all Mums. Especially to my beloved MUMMY! I love you loads Mum! Smooochhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wait. Is it today or was it yesterday? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Gonna meet him later. I'm supposed to grab a bouquet of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Flowers" target="_blank"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt; for mum. Yeaps. We don't know what else to buy for her. So yeah. A bouquet of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Flowers" target="_blank"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt; is sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If you marry me. Would you bury me? Would you carry me to the end?"; To The End - My Chemical Romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111553850290030768?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111553850290030768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111553850290030768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111553850290030768' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111548601455393863</id><published>2005-05-08T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T14:37:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PICTURES" target="_blank"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt; taken on 29 April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/NEWPIX019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone care to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BUY" target="_blank"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt; this &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; for me? The red one would look nice on me, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111548601455393863?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111548601455393863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111548601455393863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111548601455393863' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111548374177709070</id><published>2005-05-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:45:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 16th Birthday San Roye! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from nanny's house. Had ngaji. My elder cousin is getting engaged on May 22nd. I'm happy for her. Like FINALLY! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically slack the whole day. I didn't even study or anything. I'm always either on my bed or my comp or watching tv. That's all. I didn't eat medicine the whole day! I'm proud of it. Haha. okay its stupid. I know I'll get even more sick and yada3. I'll just eat it all tmr. Antibiotics SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just can't help sticking their butts into my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt;. Guess what? Your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUTT&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; needed. Thanx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111548374177709070?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111548374177709070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111548374177709070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111548374177709070' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111528783878592122</id><published>2005-05-05T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:10:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sis went for SYF just now. She called to tell me about the results. Her band, SRJC, achieved the Silver medal. Congrats, you guys did your best I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with the drummer from My Chemical Romance. Ahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111528783878592122?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111528783878592122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111528783878592122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111528783878592122' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111527737939414760</id><published>2005-05-05T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:16:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised that I hadta sit for like 3 tests tmr, one of which is an EXAM. Yeaps. Physics, Geog plus English. I betta get my ass on that chair and start studying, real soon. But I'm still feeling weak. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house was broken into last two weeks and we just realised it three days ago. Gosh. Whoever that fucking person is, he/she took my precious digicam, discman, radio, my whole stack of CDs, mum's gold watch plus gold necklace, dad's house keys and handphone. For now, we're using a padlock or whatever you call it at the gate. So it should be safe. But I'm still feeling scared and all. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear God, please keep us away from harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111527737939414760?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111527737939414760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111527737939414760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111527737939414760' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111525806221726266</id><published>2005-05-05T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T09:54:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Fever, flu, sore throat and yada3. Hence, I didn't go to school today. Went over to the private clinic last night with mum and sis. The medicines sucks okay. There's this oval-shaped pill which I really hate. I don't know why I just can't swallow pills. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE PILLS ALOT!&lt;/span&gt; Why can't they taste like Cadbury chocolate or something? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my sis fetched me from school during recess cause I really can't go on studying. I was too weak. Thank you sis. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going over to Macdonalds for breakfast with dear later. He skipped school! He said he was too tired. Whatever~ Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning darlings! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111525806221726266?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111525806221726266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111525806221726266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111525806221726266' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111504668228692795</id><published>2005-05-02T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:21:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with the girls today. Met everyone in the morning for breakfast at Macdonalds'. Then we went cycling over at Pasir Ris beach. Cycled for about an hour or so. We were like sweaty + tired + thirsty and stuff. So we chilled at my house after that. We were planning to go over to Esplanade to do some studying. My mum told me to clean up my room before going out. With the help of my girls, my room was cleaned. Thank you darlings. I only do that kinda cleaning before Raya. So you should know how horrible my room is. But now its under great condition. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went over to Esplanade in the afternoon. Studied and all. We left the place around 7+. Went over to Suntec before heading home. Kiki wanted to grab something for her friend. Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my day, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're living with 3 women. But you're not living with 3 DUMB women.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111504668228692795?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111504668228692795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111504668228692795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111504668228692795' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111494266390168264</id><published>2005-05-01T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:22:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's with me and Rock nowadays? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out soon. *** shopping. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111494266390168264?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111494266390168264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111494266390168264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111494266390168264' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111486991300900555</id><published>2005-04-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:05:13.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those last words were the cause of the deepest cut in my heart. I'm shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111486991300900555?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111486991300900555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111486991300900555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111486991300900555' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111482570159119714</id><published>2005-04-30T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:49:41.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna stick at home today. Gonna study. But well, maybe I'm going over to Ikah's place. I can't stick at home the whole day, I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel bad, about everything. =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111482570159119714?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482570159119714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482570159119714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111482570159119714' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111482401726984279</id><published>2005-04-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:58:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another tiring day for me. Gosh, practically everyday is a tiring day. Oh well. I went over to Expo with Ikah and Izyan after school just now. Ikah wanted to grab some books cause there's this crazy sale going on. Books everywhere. Fiction, Non-Fiction, &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Health" target="_blank"&gt;Health&lt;/a&gt;, Sports, you name it, they've got it. 3 thick books for like, 10 bucks? Worth it? Hell yes! I borrowed a book from Ikah. Gonna read my ass off during the weekends. Heh. Okay well, we took lotsa pictures. Will be uploading tmr or something okay? Hmm. While we were having fun snapping, this mat salleh approached us and ask whether he could take a photo of us. He said his friends would love it. We laughed and agreed. We grinned in front of this poster that says, "More than just breasts and thighs". Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 38 over to Tamp after that. I must say that we walked around alot. Ate at LJ, bought a pair of cute earrings at CS and the rest was walking, talking, taking pictures, looking at clothes, &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=perfume" target="_blank"&gt;perfume&lt;/a&gt;s and stuffs, more walking and yada3. Ikah left for Track and Field. So me and Izyan just continued our shit. Haha. Had fun lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met baby, Hazwan, Ikah and Afra at Tamp stadium after that. They wanted to watch the match between Home and Tampines. Me and Ikah couldn't make it at first but the tickets were already bought so we just catched the first-half. Yeaps. My first time watching soccer, live. Lols. It was fun ah! The atmosphere there was totally great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been some time since I typed a long entry. Well, I hope you had fun reading or something. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M EASILY IRRITATED AND UPSET BY YOUR BEHAVIOUR THESE DAYS. I'M SURE YOU ARE TOO. I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I JUST AM, OKAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111482401726984279?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482401726984279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482401726984279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111482401726984279' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111482372993177982</id><published>2005-04-29T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:18:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was supposed to be on April 27, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's dad flew off to Japan. He'll be back next Friday. I hope he arrived there safely and will come back the same. Insya'allah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby got Taufik Batisah's autograph while at the airport and is sooo proud of it. Well, he obviously made me super jealous. He said he'll SELL it to me if I want. SELL, not GIVE. Urghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111482372993177982?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482372993177982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111482372993177982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111482372993177982' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111469672428923457</id><published>2005-04-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T21:58:44.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Sweet 16 Netti! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great time just now yeahs? &lt;em&gt;"Eh muker kau putih nye! Foundation baru ke tu?".&lt;/em&gt; Lols. The girls should know what i mean. We had fun splatting cream on each other's face. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great time with the girls today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's wrong darling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111469672428923457?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111469672428923457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111469672428923457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111469672428923457' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111460069015894474</id><published>2005-04-27T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:22:31.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Late at night, like a little child&lt;br /&gt;Wondering around alone&lt;br /&gt;In my new friends zone&lt;br /&gt;On my tippy toes&lt;br /&gt;So that he won't know&lt;br /&gt;I still cry baby, over you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, please stop it baby, it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heartaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :(&lt;/3 div &lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111460069015894474?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111460069015894474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111460069015894474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111460069015894474' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111458696150631567</id><published>2005-04-27T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:29:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At Ikah's house now. Just finished eating. Heh. I eat alot but will never get fat. Weird, yes. Hmm. SS test tmr. If not for that, my lessons would end by 12.40pm. How idiotic. Gonna study when I reach home later. Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her feelings = Tired + Bored + Irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream my ass off at you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111458696150631567?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111458696150631567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111458696150631567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111458696150631567' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111452062176758455</id><published>2005-04-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:05:26.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's weird how small things can cause conflicts among people. Human behaviour. The way they feel and react to certain things, be it physically or mentally, it's really weird sometimes. The way they say something and thought it's "not a big deal". Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, seriously. Whatever was said, is deserved. I don't wanna hear anymore shit from your ass. Please be more mature. You should start understanding other people's feelings. Be ashamed of yourself. It's obvious by now that you totally disgust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111452062176758455?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111452062176758455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111452062176758455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111452062176758455' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111444188602140560</id><published>2005-04-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T23:11:26.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad that I've settled things with my Ikah darling. =) I missed you loads babe! *big hug* Smoochhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111444188602140560?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111444188602140560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111444188602140560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111444188602140560' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111443588076408182</id><published>2005-04-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T21:31:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To that Pizza Hut delivery man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up, I'm hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111443588076408182?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111443588076408182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111443588076408182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443588076408182' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111434879722347489</id><published>2005-04-24T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T21:19:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry. Going down to grab food later. Probably western. Yummylicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some studying today. Started out on my ss. Did abit of chem too. I hope I can continue like this till my 'N' levels. Maintain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. Goodnight darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111434879722347489?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111434879722347489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111434879722347489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111434879722347489' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111425443296072150</id><published>2005-04-23T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:18:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was reading through my chat logs just now. Memories of the past. Some of which got me mad and confused. But hey, it's the past. No use thinking about it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study later. Revision on geog and ss. It's better to have an early start. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It took her one glance to be in love with him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111425443296072150?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111425443296072150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111425443296072150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111425443296072150' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111417634445148193</id><published>2005-04-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:25:44.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that this month is my 1st year ann for having a blog. So, err, Happy 1st year ann blog! =) Thankiew for being ever-soo-faithful to me. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111417634445148193?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111417634445148193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111417634445148193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111417634445148193' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111416455495072091</id><published>2005-04-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:22:09.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh. Here I am again, as usual, blogging. Okay well, school was totally boring. Didn't do much studying. I shall type it in details yeahs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to run 2.4km for p.e. For maths, tried out the 'N' level qns. Halfway through maths, we hadta go for the health check. And so we missed geog. Then it was recess. Some of the girls didn't get to complete the health check and I was one of em, so we came back after recess. Hence missing half an hour of chem. When we came back for lesson, we did a quiz on chapter 20. After which, reading period. So its a pretty relax day. (= After school, went over to Afra's house with Ain. Had my afternoon bath and all. Then went over to TMK to meet dear. After having lunch, went over to his &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; to edit some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PICTURES" target="_blank"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;. Here's one of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/ifah8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a picture editted by Ifahhh*. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Bahriah! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111416455495072091?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111416455495072091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111416455495072091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111416455495072091' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111409448381451184</id><published>2005-04-21T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T22:41:23.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The O.C. Season 2 rawks! =) Catch it at Channel 5 now peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111409448381451184?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111409448381451184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111409448381451184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111409448381451184' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111408315928382582</id><published>2005-04-21T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:32:39.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The soccer match against 4C2 just now was a friendly one. 4C1 won! Haha. 6-1. Yeehaa! =D Okay well, I didn't witness it as I was at tamp mall with my babes. Yeaps. Took some pictures. Take a look yeahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/untitled4.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/untitled1.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our reflection. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/untitled6.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my twin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/untitled2.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*psstt* Lets join forces and rule the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more but I'm lazy to post it all so, yeah. Okay that's all for today. Good night sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweet 16 Narissa! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111408315928382582?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111408315928382582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111408315928382582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111408315928382582' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111400594721052955</id><published>2005-04-20T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:05:47.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was okay. Okay for the first time ever, due to my boredom, I'm gonna blog about whatever I did during lessons for today. Ahhh, lemme see. First period, english. We just hadta finish up the compo about cloning and that's it. As for maths, we start out on rotation. Malay, finish up letter writting then did corrections for the &lt;em&gt;bina ayat&lt;/em&gt;. Then it was recess. After recess, physics. Mr Sim was on mc, for like the first time ever. So practically the whole class just slack when we're supposed to do the workbk. We're super dead tmr. And finally, POA. Continued the worksheet on partnership. Most of the time we were like joking and all. Mrs Liu was telling us stories about smart and stupid animals. Humourous woman. I like her alot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done. Boring entry? Produced by one who is feeling darn bored so, yeah. Oh well, gonna study now. Goodnight darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me feel like a queen whenever I'm with you. I love you darling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111400594721052955?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111400594721052955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111400594721052955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400594721052955' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111389756896121646</id><published>2005-04-19T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T15:59:28.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm super full. Had lunch at Pizza Hut with dear just now. I just ate it for dinner last night and I'm eating it again. Yummylicious. Okay well, I'm going for band real soon. Electing new committee members. Plus, Mrs Chua is coming down to give us a briefing. On what, I don't know. I'm happy to step into the music room with all the talented musicians once again. And, I'm gonna bring home my flute. I miss you lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111389756896121646?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111389756896121646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111389756896121646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111389756896121646' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111381094768957006</id><published>2005-04-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T15:55:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/1161045762237l.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture editted by my baby. Comic effect. I loike! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/11611201832780l.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him. Retro effect. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111381094768957006?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111381094768957006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111381094768957006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111381094768957006' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111381208936139930</id><published>2005-04-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T16:17:22.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POA test was okay. I did all the questions smoothly without feeling panic. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to downtown east for dinner last night with the whole family. Mum's treat. Yeaps. I ate alot man! After dinner, I brought my cutey little cousins to the arcade. I had to take care of like 9 kids. Gosh. Headache sey! Katrina kept running here and there and I'm always chasing after her. So stubborn. Kids, bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111381208936139930?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111381208936139930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111381208936139930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111381208936139930' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111365850545351680</id><published>2005-04-16T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:35:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy sweet 16 Fiqah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photo albums are okay already. Do view it okay? Enjoy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111365850545351680?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111365850545351680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111365850545351680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111365850545351680' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111363299421650517</id><published>2005-04-16T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:29:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently, some of my albums cannot be viewed as I have not placed the url for it. So do not click on it okie? I'll get it done soon. Shutterfly is under maintenance right now so I'll probably get it done tonight. =) Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111363299421650517?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111363299421650517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111363299421650517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111363299421650517' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111362459119996490</id><published>2005-04-16T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T12:09:51.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda tired now despite the fact that I had a nice 10 hours of sleep. Oh well. I went jogging at tamp stadium yesterday with my bebehs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to get my ass over to gombak stadium today with the gurlies. But I've got religious class later in the afternoon. So yeah, can't make it. Sorry darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby went over to tamp to play soccer with the Express guys today. I wonder if he's done already. Waiting for his call now. I'm missing him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111362459119996490?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111362459119996490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111362459119996490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111362459119996490' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111354724103358442</id><published>2005-04-15T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:11:06.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 16th Birthday Hazwan! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored. Meeting my bebehs later at 5. Yeaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm veryyyy proud of my darling. He passed his geog test! 17/25 sey. Feeweett! Hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Step&lt;/em&gt; "i'm sooo gonna fail"&lt;em&gt; jer. Menyampah!&lt;/em&gt; =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111354724103358442?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111354724103358442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111354724103358442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111354724103358442' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111346200036949812</id><published>2005-04-14T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:00:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Girl, I can tell you've been crying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you needing somebody to talk to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, I can tell he's been lying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And pretending that he's faithful and he loves you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, you don't have to be hiding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you be ashamed to say he hurt you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm your girl, you're my girl, we your girls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you know that we love ya"&lt;/em&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl - Destiny's Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111346200036949812?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111346200036949812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111346200036949812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111346200036949812' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111346003659160190</id><published>2005-04-14T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T14:27:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear to god that she's a big bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111346003659160190?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111346003659160190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111346003659160190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111346003659160190' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111339828080369746</id><published>2005-04-13T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:18:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 16th Birthday Hisyam! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fun. Well, except for Physics. The test was totally sucky. Ergh! Had detention cause I came late just now. Bleargh. Been feeling really tired these few days. I've been sleeping during certain classes and all. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan darling, I heart you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111339828080369746?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111339828080369746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111339828080369746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111339828080369746' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111327466332604537</id><published>2005-04-12T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T10:57:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Band number 8, Ngee Ann Secondary School, *a pause of which seems too long*, GOLD. " *screams* I want that moment to repeat again and again. Congrats everyone! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111327466332604537?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111327466332604537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111327466332604537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111327466332604537' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111320568743303746</id><published>2005-04-11T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:53:36.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day we have all been waiting for, SYF. Finally its all over. All of our hardwork and efforts being paid off on this very day. Band number 8, Ngee Ann Secondary School. We sat down, stayed calm and played our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played well, according to seniors and teachers. Mrs Chua, our conductress, was happy with our performance. For now, we're just waiting for the results. It will be out at around 6.30. I'm veryyy excited plus a lil bit nervous. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went off to SCH, Mrs Cheong, Mrs Chua, Serene, Edel and most of the band mates who are graduating gave a speech. Sentimental moment. Mrs Cheong brought the two little bears, well puppies actually, that the band gave to her on her birthday. She said it was going to be there to support us too. That was really sweet of her. There were lotsa crying/hugging going on and all. I cried after each person gave their speech. It hurts me to hear them say that they are leaving soon, and that this would be the last time they would talk to us and all. Yeah so I was very sad. Sighs. But its okay, I know they will be supporting the band all the way even when they have graduate. I'll miss you guys alot. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will especially miss Samantha and Limmin. They're graduating this year. Flute sections rocks forever okay! I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I wanna thank everyone who supported the band this morning. The seniors, teachers and all. Thank you very much. I hope we won't disappoint you guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. I hope the results would be good. I'll update once i get home later okay? Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* Band Rocks!! We're first class yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111320568743303746?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111320568743303746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111320568743303746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320568743303746' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111306152630542747</id><published>2005-04-09T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:45:26.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Farhannn (Yang),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the day come to an end, I wanna wish you a Happy 10th mth ann. I'm happy to be with you. I'm happy that we got this far, together. Gosh. You don't know how much I love you dear! What you said to me just now was really sweet. I'll always remember it, okie? Loving you from the bottom of my heart, forever and for always, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of &lt;3, Ifahhh (B).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111306152630542747?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111306152630542747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111306152630542747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111306152630542747' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111305757964013431</id><published>2005-04-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:39:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exchange prog at Crescent Girls' was fun! I loveee Dunearn's choice piece. It'll make you go WOAH! Ahh. 02 more days. *shivers* I'm actually kinda scared. Sighs. But no, Mrs Chua told us to be confident and not scared. If we want to play a wrong note, play it loud and proud. As long as you know you did your best. Time REALLY flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, went over to Ms Riza's (or should I say, Mdm Riza's?) wedding after band just now. Ate alot. Yeahs. She looked sooo pretty. With make-up and all. I love her costume. All greyish. Niceee! Selamat Pengatin Baru Mdm Riza! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02 days]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111305757964013431?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111305757964013431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111305757964013431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111305757964013431' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111285722271948282</id><published>2005-04-07T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T15:05:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got back my pencil case already. Guess what? It was at the lib! I left it there. Haha. God, how slenger can i be?! Okay well, to that girl, sorry for accusing you. It was my mistake. And to Mr Ong, my darling and friends, sorry to have wasted your time on helping me search for it! =p I soooo hafta stop being careless. Erghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics test cancelled just now. Thank you Mr Sim! SS was kinda tough. Expecting a just pass or a fail. Kay den. Gotta go for band now! Toodles! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Countdown to SYF - [ 4 days ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111285722271948282?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111285722271948282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111285722271948282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111285722271948282' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111279310926574291</id><published>2005-04-06T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:16:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna kill whoever that stole my Roxy pencil case. Fcuk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Countdown to SYF - [ 5 days ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111279310926574291?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111279310926574291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111279310926574291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279310926574291' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111252910512975596</id><published>2005-04-03T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:51:45.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back. Met dear at White Sands to finish up our CME project. Bing Quan and Faisal better thank us for this tmr! Never even do a single shyt! Haha. Well, it was like last minute. Can't really blame them. I'm soo confused. I don't know whether the POA test is tmr. Some people say that Mrs Liu have not set the date. Oh well, i shall just study first, in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Countdown to SYF - [ 8 days ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111252910512975596?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111252910512975596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111252910512975596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111252910512975596' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111242893422826608</id><published>2005-04-02T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:57:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a totally tiring day. Reached home ard 11. The rehearsal was sooo fun! Some of the seniors came over to Singapore Conference Hall to hear us play. I'm very proud of the first row. We were all &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MOVING" target="_blank"&gt;moving&lt;/a&gt; together! Wee~ =D I'm satisfied. We sound quite well last night. Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Countdown to SYF - [ 9 days ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111242893422826608?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111242893422826608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111242893422826608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111242893422826608' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111214963939005892</id><published>2005-03-30T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:27:19.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss baby. =( He didn't come to school today. Bad cough. Sighs. Dear if you're reading this, take care of yourself okay? Don't forget to drink your cough syrup. Get a good rest. Don't come to school for the soccer match later if you're still not feeling well okie? I love you. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111214963939005892?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111214963939005892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111214963939005892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111214963939005892' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111210045133164255</id><published>2005-03-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:47:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came back feeling all exhausted and yet, I jumped up and down in my bedroom just now, and currently, on the computer, updating my blog. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for me being dead tired. Band + Jazz dance. But it was all fun though. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having another exhange programme on Thursday. Yayness. Its not confirmed but I hope its possible. I think it will be great for the band. Yeahs. We're going to conference hall again this Friday. Night prac. Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do loads of entries for reading log. Both english and malay. I haven't been doing it at all. Reading period is like da only period that I can really just slack, if there's like no teachers lah. Hmm. I've got 13 more entries for english and 8 more for malay. Hafta complete it all by Fridat. Can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111210045133164255?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111210045133164255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111210045133164255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210045133164255' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111190819815736530</id><published>2005-03-27T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:52:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great time yesterday. Bought my wallet, finally. The one at Pacific Plaza was out of stock so i bought it at Paragon. To my babes, thankiew for accompanying me okie! *mwah* =) Met Zeila at HMV before i went off to meet dear. She's so cute! =D After eating my prata at TMK, dear sent me home. Thankiew baby! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Grandpa's birthday today. Happy Birthday Grandpa! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my one and only baby,&lt;br /&gt;I hope its clear to you now after all the explaination last night. Keep in mind, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you're the only one that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You were hugging me while listening to those sweet songs in your mp3 together. That scene, I will always remember. It touched my heart. You made my day darling. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111190819815736530?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111190819815736530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111190819815736530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111190819815736530' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111172765678868703</id><published>2005-03-25T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T13:14:16.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying the whole day. I've completed my maths hw. Now doing my chem. There's lotsa stuff to do. I need to go through my notes for physics, chem, geog and ss. Plus, I have to complete the poa hw which is due monday. Bleargh. If I can't finish it all today, then i'll do it on Sunday. Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Pacific Plaza to grab my wallet tmr. Finally. =) To my babes, if you wanna come along tell me okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111172765678868703?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111172765678868703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111172765678868703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111172765678868703' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111167072444490348</id><published>2005-03-24T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:28:19.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sports day was fun! Scream my lungs out for my bebehs- Ikah, Afra and Netti. =) My champions. Haha. After that, we (the girlies, Faisal and Baby) had lunch at Banquet, Parkway Parade. I had spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for band prac. I was soo sleepy, I nearly slept during combine. Sheesh. Darn tired. But, everyone else is feeling that way too. Can't complain. Next 2 weeks gonna be a tough week for us. SYF on 11th April. 1st day, 8th band. Yeaps. We're all aiming for Gold with Honour. =) Insya'allah. Edelia and Serene talked about punctuality to us just now. Mr and Mrs Chua is really dissapointed with our conduct. I kinda feel bad, cause I'm always late. I seriously hafta stop that bad habit now! But how? Help, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111167072444490348?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111167072444490348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111167072444490348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111167072444490348' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111166742874750460</id><published>2005-03-24T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:10:19.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost lost someone really special to me last night. I didn't expect things to turn out that way. I'm glad everything's fine now. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Going Crazy - Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day you went away&lt;br /&gt;and left me lonely and cold&lt;br /&gt;My life just hasn't been the same&lt;br /&gt;ohh baby, nooo&lt;br /&gt;When I looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the moment that I let you go&lt;br /&gt;I just broke down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again&lt;br /&gt;I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the feeling that I feel within&lt;br /&gt;No other man would ever make me feel so right&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to smile when I get your phone call at night&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have you here with me,&lt;br /&gt;right next to me&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;Im goin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I been thinkin lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me&lt;br /&gt;yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;Im goin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I been thinkin lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it down then I'll tell you what I feel&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real&lt;br /&gt;My heart seems to skip another beat every time we speak&lt;br /&gt;Can't belive I feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you really need me&lt;br /&gt;And you want me&lt;br /&gt;And you miss me&lt;br /&gt;And you love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm your lady&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around waitin for you&lt;br /&gt;Put it down be the woman for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling so deep for you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy over you I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Callin out to you&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;It's true no frontin&lt;br /&gt;It's you ain't no other&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I just break down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;Im goin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I been thinkin lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me&lt;br /&gt;yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;Im goin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I been thinkin lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you (baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, crazy, (ooo)&lt;br /&gt;lady (ooo)&lt;br /&gt;lately (ooo)&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111166742874750460?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111166742874750460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111166742874750460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166742874750460' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111157361478902704</id><published>2005-03-23T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:26:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes. I forgot to blog about something. See that pic on your right? Niceee right? Well, its all thanx to a young artist named, Farlinah. She edit it for me. Yeaps. Thank you darls! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111157361478902704?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111157361478902704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111157361478902704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111157361478902704' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111157108323098952</id><published>2005-03-23T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:17:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only you knew how i felt. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you care if I, don't know what to say? Will you sleep tonight? Will you think of me? Will I shake this off, pretend its all okay? That there's someone out there who feels just like me, there is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ; There Is - Box Car Racer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111157108323098952?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111157108323098952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111157108323098952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111157108323098952' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111154394469414572</id><published>2005-03-23T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T10:12:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Catched Hitch last night. A very romantic comedy. There's a particular scene that i really liked. Sooo sweet! Hehe. You guys hafta watch okay! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the computer lab now. Doing the malay project again. Yeahs. Mine is about our very own well-respected President Yusof Ishak. Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not finish the POA hw. I'm sooo dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111154394469414572?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111154394469414572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111154394469414572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111154394469414572' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111146258459309536</id><published>2005-03-22T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T11:36:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the comp lab now. Having Malay lesson. Soo bored. We're doing a project. Yeaps. Gonna make my ez-link today. Finally. I've been using coins all his while. And sometimes I had to pay like 80 cents. Stupid bus driver find fault with me. Hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I gotta go for Chem now. Lame entry, i know. Ouh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111146258459309536?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111146258459309536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111146258459309536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111146258459309536' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111141824318752040</id><published>2005-03-21T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:17:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel weird. I had my hair cut yesterday. Its kinda short. Okay, super short. I feel so light and that's kinda good. But I still miss my old hair though. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the soccer match just now. My class vs 4r7. Great news, we won! 3-0. Woohoo! I'm proud of you guys. Especially my baby! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo bored with life. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111141824318752040?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111141824318752040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111141824318752040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111141824318752040' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111130556816491166</id><published>2005-03-20T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T15:59:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To my lovely taggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiki GILAK- Lols. Yelarh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana- Uh huh. Delete it off already, as you can see. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordus- Haha. Woah, cool. You remembered me! Heh. Ey what instrument did you play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawakiss- Ola! Yeaps! To you too babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana- Well, yeahs. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farlinah- Thanx darling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fra- Heh. Okie doe. Take care too darling! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana- Lols. Yeahs! I wish! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajar- I sort of got over it already. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana- Checked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawakiss- Hehe. Yeah sure. Feeling better already. Thankiew. Take care too. *mwah* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajar- Ola! Yeahs! I'm soo jealous! Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111130556816491166?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130556816491166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130556816491166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111130556816491166' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111130448011436715</id><published>2005-03-20T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:17:21.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Almost Here - Delta Goodrem Feat. Brian McFadden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear you right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I thought you said&lt;br /&gt;Let's think it over&lt;br /&gt;You have been my life&lt;br /&gt;And I never planned&lt;br /&gt;Growing old without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows bleeding through the light&lt;br /&gt;Where the love once shined so bright&lt;br /&gt;Came without a reason&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go on us tonight&lt;br /&gt;Love's not always black and white&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I always loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're almost here&lt;br /&gt;And I know that's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm close to tears&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your only almost here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would change the world&lt;br /&gt;If I had a chance&lt;br /&gt;Oh won't you let me&lt;br /&gt;Treat me like a child&lt;br /&gt;Throw your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;Oh please protect me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruised and battered by your words&lt;br /&gt;Dazed and shattered how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I always loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're almost here&lt;br /&gt;And I know that's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm close to tears&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your only almost here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruised and battered by your words&lt;br /&gt;Dazed and shattered now it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I always loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're almost here&lt;br /&gt;Well I never knew how far behind I'd left you&lt;br /&gt;And when I hold you your almost here&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sorry that I took our love for granted&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm with you I'm close to tears&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm almost here&lt;br /&gt;Only almost here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111130448011436715?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130448011436715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130448011436715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111130448011436715' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111130383061631792</id><published>2005-03-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:34:40.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished eating. Aloya's friend's Mum cooked spaghetti. Its nice but weird. The sauce is like creamy and white in colour. I told you its weird. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my 'N' levels Maths TYS today. Yeaps. All those simple sums. Gonna continue doing more later. Then, I'll do some qns from the Physics TYS. And I'll sum it all up with some reading from my SS textbook. And I'll be done for today. I've not done my English hw. But nvm, its on the last period. Plus, I have not completed some qns from the POA worksheet that Mrs Liu gave us. I'm soo dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek called me just now. He told me to bring his Casco and black marker to nanny's house later. Gosh. Soo leceh man you! I'm not planning to go to nanny's house today lah. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school tmr. I miss school. Very unlike me, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when I need you. You're almost here. And I know that's not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ; &lt;em&gt;Almost Here - Delta Goodrem Feat. Brian McFadden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111130383061631792?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130383061631792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111130383061631792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111130383061631792' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111123166174709325</id><published>2005-03-19T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T19:27:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sooo sleepy. Just woke up from my beauty sleep at nanny's house. I went there after band. Ate lunch, watched tv and bam, I was flat. Yeaps. Mummy woke me up then we went home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exchange programme was great! I'm super jealous with other bands. Gosh. They play like WOAH! Seriously. I was in awe. My eyes were sparkling when looking at those flute players from Yuhua and Rivervalley High. Tanjong Katong Girls were not bad too. Aloya if you're reading this, don't be too proud okie! Yuhua's conductor is a Malay. It was my first time seeing a Malay conductor, so yes I was &lt;em&gt;jakon&lt;/em&gt;. I looked at them like as if they were some superstar. The way they move as a band, the way they pick up their instruments all at the same time. Their presentation rocks like hell. I'm suggesting to the band to do that too. We will look great! All we need is, coorperation. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited plus a lil bit scared for SYF. I have a solo, just 4 notes but I'm afraid I'll blew it on the day itself. Argh. I wanna look like those bands that I've seen just now! Its like love at first sight. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my baby, hoping you're having fun there now yeahs? Sorry I can't make it. Love ya! *mwah* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111123166174709325?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111123166174709325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111123166174709325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111123166174709325' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111115647619917838</id><published>2005-03-18T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T22:34:36.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead tired. I just came back from the hospital. Visit my uncle and cousin. Both admitted to the same hospital. Ouh well. Get well soon, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went town with dearie just now. Had a great time. Thanx for everything darling. Love ya. *mwah* (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111115647619917838?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111115647619917838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111115647619917838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111115647619917838' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111105874946810916</id><published>2005-03-17T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:38:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm weak, its true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111105874946810916?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111105874946810916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111105874946810916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111105874946810916' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111105296743257428</id><published>2005-03-17T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:49:27.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously sick. Wallet fever? Yeah, i guess. Got sore throat from all the crying. Cough and flu too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was okay. The flute tutor came to work with the flute section, well, individually actually. Yeaps. He's a great flute player. He thought us tricks to play the flute easier. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to TMK with Ain to meet dear. Ate lunch together. Then he sent me home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still missing my wallet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111105296743257428?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111105296743257428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111105296743257428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111105296743257428' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111095400824201426</id><published>2005-03-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T14:27:49.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still feeling down. Sighs. Guess i'll just have to grab another wallet soon. For now, i'm using dear's Quiksilver wallet. He gave it to me yesterday. Thanx honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sad to do/say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm gonna end here yeahs. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111095400824201426?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111095400824201426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111095400824201426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111095400824201426' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111090667912046770</id><published>2005-03-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T14:25:05.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to Izyan &amp;amp; Afra darling&lt;/strong&gt; - thankiew for offering to help me search for my wallet. thanx for being very caring. love you bebehs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to Mummy&lt;/strong&gt; - i'm sorry i've disappointed you. i'll pay for the concession pass next month when i get my pay from bik yan, okay? thanx for the taxi fare. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to Farhan baby&lt;/strong&gt; - thanx for helping me search for my wallet and being there when i needed you. for all da advices. for comforting me. for wiping off my tears when i cried. for sending me home. for EVERYTHING. i love you darling! =D oh but sorry if i menyusahkan you okay? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111090667912046770?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111090667912046770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111090667912046770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111090667912046770' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111090274182188809</id><published>2005-03-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T14:25:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left you there, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unattended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all an incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i really love you, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're precious to me, you mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably in the hands of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be crying, waiting for you to return to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's impposible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. 16th March 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Ifah's Beloved Ripcurl Wallet.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If found, please return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111090274182188809?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111090274182188809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111090274182188809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111090274182188809' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111086478451226811</id><published>2005-03-15T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T13:33:04.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back home from band. i was freaking late just now. mr and mrs chua was soo mad at me. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. going to ecp with my babes today. study!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ikah, sorry i'm not following you today. &lt;em&gt;gue malas nak pergi Bras Basah lo. maaf ya!&lt;/em&gt; *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111086478451226811?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111086478451226811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111086478451226811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111086478451226811' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111070489989924947</id><published>2005-03-13T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T17:08:19.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from Cikgu's wedding. yeaps. she looked soo cute! heh. Selamat Pengantin Baru! =) didn't eat much cause my throat still hurts. took lotsa pics. i'll post it later aights. oh well. went off at ard 3+. went over to Coffee Bean. hang around and all. yeaps. and here i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm soooo mad at you okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111070489989924947?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111070489989924947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111070489989924947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111070489989924947' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111068347633143146</id><published>2005-03-13T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T11:11:16.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to Cikgu Hayati's wedding today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see her! ahhh! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111068347633143146?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111068347633143146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111068347633143146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111068347633143146' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111064139090120792</id><published>2005-03-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:29:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Birthday wishes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly to Qistina and Christopher, whose birthday was on da 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today, to Din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday peeps. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from nanny's house. tahlil. yeaps. i'm having sore throat due to all those oily food that i ate. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Cikgu Hayati's wedding tmr. i can't wait! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111064139090120792?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111064139090120792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111064139090120792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111064139090120792' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111064043391758303</id><published>2005-03-12T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:13:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays have just started. great. but i can't really go out every single day. hafta spend some time doing my maths and physics tys which i brought home. yeaps. revision is good for you, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept at nanny's house last night. woke up at 11.40pm. and i had to walk home alone. luckily dear was still awake when i called him. so he "accompanied" me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby. thanx for sending me home after band. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111064043391758303?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111064043391758303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111064043391758303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111064043391758303' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111043636912453794</id><published>2005-03-10T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T14:32:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to da Healthy Lifestyle Exhibition in da school hall just now. end school early today. boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i really don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111043636912453794?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111043636912453794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111043636912453794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111043636912453794' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111037545556715266</id><published>2005-03-09T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:37:35.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my lovely taggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiki gilaa~~ - Oi dun call me fatimah lah! lols. *paiseh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eragile - thank you. i'm sure you know da meaning of dat right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhannn* - dots. dots. dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NZaM - but i'm only fifteen! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiki GILAK! - haha. yeaps! take care too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawakiss - hehe. thanx babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111037545556715266?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111037545556715266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111037545556715266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111037545556715266' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111034861080736110</id><published>2005-03-09T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T19:55:01.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at da skool lib now with my gila bebehs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sooo tired. slept late last night. i was home late. went over to siti nur's house to help her with da sandwich-making thingy cause maryam couldn't make it. so after band, me and ain went to meet her at pasir ris int. yeaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they won first prize man! congrats bebehs! *mwahh* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 9th Month Ann darling! I love youuu loads! (you know i do!)&lt;br /&gt;*hugs&amp;kisses*&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;3 Love, B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111034861080736110?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111034861080736110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111034861080736110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111034861080736110' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111020888541978375</id><published>2005-03-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T14:48:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my class lost da soccer match to 4r5. lols. 4-2. soo geram man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lynnn just now. i brought katrina and qistina along. da cuties. lynnn passed me her school yearbk and off we went after a few mins of chatting. its been a long time since i last met her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending my entry with this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to lose interest on a sucky subject named, P.O.A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111020888541978375?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111011532129227823?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111011532129227823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111011532129227823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011532129227823' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-111000337374480604</id><published>2005-03-05T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:16:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling super bored. not going anywhere today.  so i'm stuck at home. bleargh. got ngaji later at granny's house. granny and grandad won't be there. they went off to Melacca this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's cooking spaghetti now. yummylicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-111000337374480604?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111000337374480604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/111000337374480604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111000337374480604' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110992147327858533</id><published>2005-03-04T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:21:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/dc.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If - Destiny's Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Michelle]&lt;br /&gt;If I don't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to (for you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't you take it personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;If I don't do all the things that&lt;br /&gt;I used to do (to you)&lt;br /&gt;I ain't mad at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;If you get to feelin' stressed&lt;br /&gt;Up in your chest&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' that you about to lose&lt;br /&gt;(Baby, it's true)&lt;br /&gt;And if you losing out on sleep&lt;br /&gt;Home worrying about me&lt;br /&gt;(That's how it be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna miss my love (my love)&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't stressing 'bout a doggone thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was true when I gave you (my love)&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you search you will never find&lt;br /&gt;Another love like (my love)&lt;br /&gt;You're going to miss me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got time, while you sit around&lt;br /&gt;And play with my love (my love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Michelle]&lt;br /&gt;If you think I caught a feeling&lt;br /&gt;When I heard about that other chick (no)&lt;br /&gt;I already knew about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;I just needed time just to clear my mind&lt;br /&gt;And ask myself&lt;br /&gt;(Why I didn't handle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;If you would have taken care of home&lt;br /&gt;Instead of leaving me alone&lt;br /&gt;I'd still be right there with you&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of you&lt;br /&gt;Steady loving you&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a time I blamed myself&lt;br /&gt;For what was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I can see so clearly now&lt;br /&gt;Because you are gone&lt;br /&gt;That's how I spent all my time&lt;br /&gt;When you weren't home&lt;br /&gt;Playin' around with them raggedy heffas (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;No more stressing&lt;br /&gt;No more crying&lt;br /&gt;No more trying&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be all by myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause this valuable heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Was yours until I realized&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly spoken]&lt;br /&gt;You see, ladies&lt;br /&gt;I know I knew better&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking&lt;br /&gt;He going to miss me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110992147327858533?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110992147327858533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110992147327858533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110992147327858533' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110991899064961980</id><published>2005-03-04T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T16:11:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a bad headache. Please take the pain away from me now. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test suck like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. The songs at 98.7 FM are all soo sad now. And it means something to me. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm dissapointed darling. But you don't care at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110991899064961980?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110991899064961980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110991899064961980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110991899064961980' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110983055071867576</id><published>2005-03-03T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:15:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently at the school library. just finished physics. mr sim gave us a surprise test. there's practical test too. i will so fail man. i didn't even study a single shit. the maths test was okay. total marks is 25. i'll be more than happy if i get a 20. so yeah. had to perform during the apex thingy just now. went off at 0840 and so i got to miss english period. da lower sec session was sucky man! oh well. went back to class at 1110, malay period. cikgu gave us this karangan test. i only had 30 mins to do it. and yes, i couldn't finish it. i will fail obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band prac later. i'm having a bad headache now and sooo do not have the mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, yes you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110983055071867576?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110983055071867576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110983055071867576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110983055071867576' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110977487393854318</id><published>2005-03-02T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:47:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MARCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my babe, you know who you are! i'm glad you've met him. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got Maths test tmr. i guess i'm kinda prepared. aiming for a 28/35 to get a solid 80 for my overall marks for TT1. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the angels glow, you bring my soul joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110977487393854318?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110977487393854318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110977487393854318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110977487393854318' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110957490140406761</id><published>2005-02-28T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:15:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my beautiful taggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LyNnN] - welcome. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurulicious - Lols. standard lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gurlfren - haha. thanx gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;risa - sure thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rAaAoOoO - harlieeuu! haha. yeah Wild Wild Wet is fun! and i've changed your link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juzailah - i've explained. but i guess i hafta again. YOU bloghopped to my blog and ask whether u can link me. and i said yes. u left ur url and i visit ur blog. then i asked if i can link u and so i did. the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana - haha. check it out already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanee* - harluu! relink u already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faisal - haha. yeah. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiki - Lols. joker lah u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanani - haha. yeah dats y! hee. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110957490140406761?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110957490140406761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110957490140406761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110957490140406761' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110957405017855294</id><published>2005-02-28T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:00:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wishing the best of luck to all peeps taking their 'O' Level results today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.O.A. test tmr. i'm not prepared. argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110957405017855294?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110957405017855294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110957405017855294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110957405017855294' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110914665400851762</id><published>2005-02-23T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:17:34.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished detention. gosh. i got detention for a lame reason. late-coming. bleargh. freaking boring. i did my maths hw and karangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm done. darn short entry, yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110914665400851762?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110914665400851762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110914665400851762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110914665400851762' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110881627856716124</id><published>2005-02-19T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T20:31:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/PICT0504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My darling cousins. Sabrina, Katrina &amp; Qistina. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ifahblur/PICT0478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And of course, their cutie lil' bro, Mateen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110881627856716124?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110881627856716124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110881627856716124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110881627856716124' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110881460751661664</id><published>2005-02-19T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T20:35:23.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grooving to : Over And Over - Nelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;periods sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having ngaji later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa yummylicious food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ma baby, LOADS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110881460751661664?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110881460751661664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110881460751661664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110881460751661664' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822088.post-110862388004480494</id><published>2005-02-17T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T15:13:49.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo! in school now. just blogging. i'm god damn bored man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12o2o5]&lt;br /&gt;went over to Sentosa with ma family. great time indeed. we went to Pahlawan beach. beautiful! pictures will be uploaded later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13o2o5]&lt;br /&gt;da recital concert was great! held at waterloo street. i went with ain, tim and yat. we took a longgg time to find da freaking place man. gosh. after dat, me and ain met da girls at East Coast. chilled there. reached home aroung 10. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14o2o5]&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day! gosh. had a great day. dear accompanied me to da locker first thing in da morn. then he gave me gifts. 2 roses, pink and red, cadbury milk tray deluxe edition plus a cd with love songs. "our songs". heh. its very sweet sey. =D after my poa, i went to Swensen's at tamp to grab da ice cream cake for him. that was his gift. i didn't buy it da day before cause it will melt, DUH. so yeah. then we went to mfr and ate mee kuah. LOLs. i was craving for it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15o2o5]&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Nik &amp;amp; Naza,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes and dreams come true! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss BABY! he didn't come to school for 2 days. =( he's really sick. sighs. take care of yourself darling. pls come tmr okie? eat your medicine tau! well i don't have a prob asking u to. that's good. i miss u i miss u i miss u! *cries like a baby*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822088-110862388004480494?l=lady-e08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110862388004480494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822088/posts/default/110862388004480494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lady-e08.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110862388004480494' title=''/><author><name>LaDy-E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815662669774889621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
