<?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-31808793</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:20:50.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-117024440753803044</id><published>2007-01-31T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:53:27.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after soo long..</title><content type='html'>ok haha. i know i have been abandoning this blog. sorry. ok for those readers who have been asking me to update here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 2007 have been, erm how to i say, hectic and fun?! has. lots of things happen. both wonderful and weird. hehe. ok if i were to list everything down not only will it bore you to pieces it will also require me a lot more energy just to type it all out. ha. i should write a bok entitled "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIFE STORY OF NUR DIYANAH YUSOFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" has lame i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i wonder who would read my blog? its so mundane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok take care babes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-117024440753803044?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/117024440753803044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=117024440753803044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met justin at braddell..haha belcan n myself like jakon kae go there cause we dont know the area. then got one lady thought we going to the ladies then she started directing us. has funny. i love the camp t-shirt babe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ok honestly speaking i cant remember what really happen so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok suppose to hang out with belacan n sayang but in the end only me n sayang went out to airport. belacan didnt want to follow cause she didnt want be lamp post babe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out breakfast with mum and zee in the  morning. tosei babey..was ultra full after that and we couldnt even move around. has funny you know. bought corbetos mini n off we went home. wanted to go cluarke quay but cancelled cause firstly my aunts, uncle n cousins were at my house n secondly man was with his frens so yeah. fun kae. was practically entertaining my small small cousin. ok it sounds grammatically wrong. i think shes gonna be a drama queen when she grows up kae. the way she acts and all is like omg..has. n shes only attending nursery next yr. has. then izwan was being mr photographer taking photos everywhere with my hp. poor phone. has. cute kae. then when they went back i was hungry and went to the kitchen thinking there was food left but......haiz. called kfc and yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much. suppose to start on hw but, i guess the lazyness has dominate my real self babe. haiz. lazy lazy lazy. then zee wanted abreak frm her work so we went to bread shop n bought some bubble tes. then off we went to stadium you run babe. omg ive not  run for ages i tell you. has. then played badminton under the rain. fun babe. really. waters+rainbow+running=whole loads of fun.. yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early morning while i was having my beauty sleep the stupid phone just had to ring not once but twice, like wth right. has. woke up and went bedok for badminton. fun fun fun. it was really a good workout. beat zee. 2-1. yeah babe. revenge is sure sweet. has. then then went lunch at long john. ha i so love bedok outlet. has. crap there with zee, hud and belacan. has., i found a new hobby that i love and that iS CRAPPING!!. was late to meet man. has its ok. guys should wait for gals not the other way roung. right girls? has..ha \then by the time i fresh up and all it started to rain HEAVILY.. has poor him have to 1st wait so long for me then it rain and we cant go anywhere.. haha.. funny kae. then once the rain stop we went vivo babe. omg i love the sandwiches that he made kae. like omg. haha. love him to pieces. has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the mum for lunch and some mini shopping for camp on thurs. and im going out again like soon. has. i so love my life has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adlin:&lt;/strong&gt; hey sorry babe that our date today had to be cancelled. it was rather last minute that my mum ask me go out with her. sorry kae. next week?? i promise. and ya sorry i cant go for the reunion, ive got camp. yeah. love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sylvia:&lt;/strong&gt; has i didnt mean to not msg you but we plan to go out to see the prefects to see so yeah. and anyway i also couldnt make it so yeah. yake care yeah. make next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;belacan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeah i know you're happy now that i update.haha i know you love me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle:&lt;/strong&gt; sorry i couldnt go for the last reunion and the upcoming one. got camp lah. sorry babe. next time kae.. i miss you lah. lets meet up like next week. kae. after my camp and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;denise:&lt;/strong&gt; have a great holiday kae babe!! i know you're like overseas now so enjoy.. muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man:&lt;/strong&gt; eh sorry eh for having you wait super long for me. has. and thanks for the nice n uber delicious food. i like. has. more more more. has. love ya babe. muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116591700581042037?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116591700581042037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT UNDER-ESTIMATE KIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..i emphasize &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!..haha.. they can trash you flat no matter how much older you are. hehe. right squash peeps?? has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok was still sick yet ive still got to go for the stupid competition. was expected to get trashed real badly but it wasn't that bad. haha. both match was super close. yeah. ok it was really a good experience for me considering it was my 1st competition as a squash player. has. oh ya did i tell you i saw weiwei there?? she was with her srjc frens.. miss her loads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realise sp is big. omg if i were to be put there alone, i'll confirm get lost... ate at pizza hut there with sher, hui tian, bernard, daniel and his fren. omg we really had a good time laughing. hahas. the service was eer no comment...the food was so slow to arrive kae. think they make the flour and rice and what-so-ever sia. haha. even ice water need to be asked. haiz.. we really learnt our lesson. yeah babes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mtg justin later at bradell.. oh god pls hope i dont get lost since i dont even know that place. pls pls pls..thanks &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt; for temaning kae. i'll treat you Mac. i know you like it, i know you do!! hahas. love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116538717329701674?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116538717329701674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116538717329701674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FEVER+FLU+COUGH=NO ROCK CLIMBING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IRRITATING. ive got to cancel my course cause im sick. haiz. hope im ok by tues cause theres competition. if im still sick den i must say my opponent will have to thank her luck. haiz. sian sian sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..now my face is red. ha thanks to the sun yesterday. this morning mum saw me and thought i was having an extremely high fever cause of my face but haha she was fooled. funny. im so gona be black black black. anyway, i love my skin colour now. its soo brown. haha. okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did have fun yesterday..right kids!! haha...if i brought a camera yest, i would have post it but too sad. haiz. wanted try sheesha yesterday but zee say merepek. haiz. wanted go cluarke quay but.....too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blood test is making my arm part swollen. so ugly. stupid nurse must take so much of my blood. if i faint im gona sue that nurse ah. hehe. kae i know im talking nonsense. cant blame me im SICK!!. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing the whole bunch of you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116514971068259133?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116514971068259133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116514971068259133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116514971068259133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116514971068259133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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*winks* hehe. love you guys to bits..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116498868464625418?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116498868464625418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116498868464625418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116498868464625418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116498868464625418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/12/fireworks.html' title='fireworks!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116487369016000168</id><published>2006-11-30T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:09:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok fine that stupid belacan ask me update and put her name. ok here goes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUR SYAZWANA ISKAH&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. shes gona be a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the husband is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. kan sha kan?? haha. its funny kae. laugh lah people. hahas. kae lame. so she ask me update abt tuesday so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go for physics in the morning but my fever came back and i was coughing profusely. haiz. dad wanted to bring my to doc but i didnt want to so he just bought me my cough mixture from my doc on my behalf. yeah. woke up, bathe and ate my medicine. i swear it really made me drowsy. didnt feel like going out but too bad i kinda like promise&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that i'll go lunch with her. so there i went and dragged myself out of the hse. thank god got sayang to help me haha. he followed us after hes school. yeah. my dad just have to give me sarcastic remarks kae. he was like saying "diyanah you just ate your medicine and you want to go out?? make sure you dont sleep half-way while walking kae" argh fine thats my dad and i still love him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at her void deck and ya it was raining. irritating. lucky i was wearing a hoodie if not confirm sick liaoz. took the bus to inter and yaya. what sayang said was true. why when its a hot day, the bus's air con got problem and when its raining, the aircon seems to be in full blast?? hmm okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went banquet and ate. yummy. so long have not had my yong tau foo, ever since puasa month. yeah babe! i love crapping. crap-ed wif sayang and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is FUN!! haha &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belacan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; likes this guy, sayang's fren, and just dont know how to start a conver with him. so i being the nice little cousin tried to help la n make a fool out of him. its funny kae. the we went airport to enjoy the stupid aircon there. eh HELLO!! im like already cold and they still want to enjoy air con?? crazy peeps. haha. slack there for quite some time and off we went. bus-ed home. went to the bubble tea shop and along the way i just had to make fun of sayang. its fun kae. i still love him tho. i know he kows. haha. kae. even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; say its funny and she keep laughing and laughing. sayang didnt mind at all. yay tts wy im with him. cause he understand my crap!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sha is this enough for you?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for training yest. sick again. argh i hate being sick. im so weak and cant do anyting. haiz. hope im strong enuf to go tmr. i miss my mr seurity guard ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;adlin&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; ha ya im sick and i hate it kae. its irritating. haiz. no my cough mixture is actually very good. im suppose to take it thrice a day but knowing me i akes it wen i wakes up and wen i wan to slp only. i so hate taking medicine. so pahit. yucks.haha. see la why u so scared to take up my bet the other time. u could have been 5 bucks richer yet u turn it down. haiz. love ya babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;denise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ha just got yor x'mas card today. thnkz babe. haha. i miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; dont be a nini kae mangkok. nak step konon haha. funny. tukang kebun!! lala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116487369016000168?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116487369016000168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i'm still coughing badly eventhough i drown myself with lots of cough mixture. haiz. its the best cough mixture ever kae cause its from my family doc and hes good. ok fine. woke up today coughing and mum didnt allow me go for training again. haiz. think im getting fat staying at home. ok so what do you get when two sisters are staying at home, where one is sick and the other just plain bored and dont want do her work?? u'll get MOVIE MARATHON!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had movie marathon with zee. hud had band today so too bad and mum went out for lunch with her frens i guess. we watched:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Flushed Away&lt;/strong&gt; ( ha 2nd time watching it and zee haven watched it yet)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Dorm Daze 2&lt;/strong&gt; (gross to the ultimate grossness. think its rated M18 kae. but its hilarious tho)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Stay Alive&lt;/strong&gt; ( ha nice horror movie. suspense babe. even zee was scared)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Gold Diggers&lt;/strong&gt; (at 1st it was boring. only the last part was olryt. plot was alryt i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha and we are going to continue watching the remaining show tonight. scary. haha. confirm hudah gonna freak out. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the rest of peeps. take care and have fun kae. muacks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116462969453512175?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116462969453512175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116462969453512175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday and he really lighten my mood eventhough i keep answering him with a 'ya' 'no' but in a lazy and tired tone. ha. really couldnt speak kae yesterday. it took me great effort just to voice out 1 word. haiz. yay and you know what, he sang for me. yay i love him lots. haha. it really kinda put me to sleep. hehe. then my batt just had to die. kae fine. went to sleep and at 1+ am i woke up and couldnt sleep cause my body was ultra hot. haiz. wanted to call my mum but i just rmbr my batt died so ya. toss and turn till 3.30 and thats when i gave up trying to sleep. woke up and off i went to the toilet to take a shower. thank god my temperature kinda went down after that. haiz. my throat is hurting badly and i keep coughing out germs. argh. disgusting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now theres no one at home to attend to a sick person. haiz. what a day i tell you. my house is so messy it makes me even sicker. haiz. sha ask me eat lunch with her but im kinda weak. my mum didnt cook. humph. sian. and just now i swollowed cough mixture on an empty stomach and im having stomach ache now. argh. i hate being sick. i just cant seem to think properly. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116425028007606365?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116425028007606365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116425028007606365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116425028007606365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116425028007606365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-im-having-fever-and-i-hate-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116411427123578983</id><published>2006-11-21T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:04:33.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok my body is aching after today's and yesterday's training. and there's another one tmr. omg. i wonder how i'm gona survive tmr. has. ha really learnt alot from coach today. ok i'm so gonna work on my weakness-es and train. yeah baby. haha. kae saw mr security guard again. has. 1st saw him he was in his 'quarters' n i didnt want say hi. den the 2nd time he saw me and shouted my name. haha. i swear he really looked familiar ok. ha den wen i was training, he happen to walk past the court and observe us play. ok i shall say hi to him tmr. haha. he shall be my new 'pakcik' hehe. okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall reply all the tags here so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;adlin:&lt;/b&gt; erm ya im ok with him already. has it was just a misunderstanding babe. yeah. i'm cool here. hehe. how are you?? eh dont be shy lah. in this modern world, nothing is impossible. my dear ure living in a world where pple are thinking and behaving in a traditional and conventional way. so com'on babe. later you regret then you know. hahas. and ya dont worry i'll confirm have time for you and any gatherings. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;denise:&lt;/b&gt; ha yours too!! but you'll still have time to go out right especially with me?? hehe. better make time ah or i'll cry. hehe love ya girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;natalie:&lt;/b&gt; really?? ha i didnt know. what isnt it better that your paper postpone by an hour? extra time to study. hehe. miss ya babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;michelle:&lt;/b&gt; hey i NEED to jog at bukit timah. hehe. only you and me know why. haha. o cant wait. yeah. then we mus also pretend to accidentally sprain our ankle in front one of the houses. hahas. i so can imagine you acting. LOL. i'm fine babe.. how about you. have not seen you for ages. miss you lots lah. ha we can always wait for the president to come back. counting down. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nikita:&lt;/b&gt; lol. yaya yours SOOO very natural. hehe. lame-o. hehe. chill babe..btw the last time i check my doc say im perfectly fine and no sign of retardedness. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shasha:&lt;/b&gt; hack him lah. ask him go and die. waste my time only. haiz. wasted my sleeping time only. has. hey this sun dont forget kae our date to WILD WILD WET wif zee and hud. sun under the sun babe. burn burn burn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cool boy:&lt;/b&gt; hmmm you are right. but thats not the reason i went into a jc you see. yeah. thanks tho. anyway who are you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116411427123578983?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116403345847272584</id><published>2006-11-20T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:51:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wakening call!!</title><content type='html'>ok strange things have been happening to me these few days. just now after the mini match with coach, theres this security guard suddenly walk to me and started talking. i just smiled at him ( you cant blame me if i keep smiling at pple. its just in me. hahas) and he started talking to me. i didnt really want to talk cause i was too tired but i felt bad. so ya. ok he kept asking me qns. lyk wats skool im in, hows life, hows skool, how studies, hows family and all. wah it was as though i knew him for like ages kae. he kept reminding me to always balance my life. lyk skool n cca n stuff. mus always study hard cause my future depends on it. achieveing in academic will it not only make me happy but also my parents(cause they are the once that spend their money on me and therefore they will feel thats its worth while). what he said has made me realise alot of things. what he said was true. hmmm mb he's one of the messenger? or mb he's my farfar uncle?? haha. kae im ultra lame. haiz. all those strangers that i met and talked to really made me realise alot of stuff and all. ok i think im ultra friendly. yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went m'sia yest too have made me realise alot of things especially after going to that place. i hope i wont have to go to such places in years to come. i will always remember the atmosphere there and the people there. i really got to see it in real and not merely in tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it has been a, i should say "realisazian" weekS..haiz. you have to live life to the fullest each day and take it as though each day is your last. you never know what will happen. do not waste each day. okok. fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wen out with sha and nik just now. ok nik is forever retarded. both of us were just being bimbos kae. haha. the stupid accent. has. love them loads. ha went to sooo many places and its all cause of............... haha. kae. was ultra sleepy and tired since it was after training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to all those that bothers to read my entries, i just wanna say sorry if i ever have hurt any of you. emotionally or physically or what-so-ever. has. ok the sessions i had with the strangers really made me do this. has. love you people. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok watched the covenant with the boy on sat. argh stupid show. so dragon ball kae. haiz. thank god it was a free tix. haha. its a soo guy show kae. haiz. oki vivo is one of my fav malls kae hahas just because of its third level. haha. i just love sitting there especially with the boy. has. loves the water. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok have a great day peeps. haiz training again tmr. what happen to my hols??? why oh why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116403345847272584?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116403345847272584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116403345847272584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116403345847272584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116403345847272584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/11/wakening-call.html' title='wakening call!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116389480452539047</id><published>2006-11-19T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:06:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food</title><content type='html'>i'm as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lobster&lt;/span&gt;...haha. had a blast yesterday!! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;more food&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;choc&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;nougats&lt;/span&gt;, and so much more!! hahaha. okok enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao i'm off to malaysia.......muacks &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116389480452539047?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116389480452539047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116389480452539047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116389480452539047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116389480452539047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/11/food.html' title='food'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116366783188277264</id><published>2006-11-16T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:19:20.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i officially declare that my dec holiday is gone. i'm ultra busy. camps after camps and trainings after trainings. the time table does not include my studying schedule. omg. i think i can just bang my head against the wall. haha. kae adlin nah i let you see my time table. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2114/3466/1600/random%20008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2114/3466/200/random%20008.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bush is in Singapore. heard about it yesterday cause he will be going to mum's working place. wah cool. my mum actually get to see bush face to face. how cool is that?! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ive been having hunger pangs for like days and i dont know why. i cant seem to be controlling my food. omg. think my mense coming. haha. its always like that. i'll stuff myself before mense and have no appetite and keep drinking plain water once mense come. argh. i hate it kae. haiz. thank god theres trainings to held me maintain. hahas. i need to start with my pilates session. haha. i need a "sleek, sexy butt, thighs and abs" haha. ok i shall be guai and follow the routine given. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapping with your love ones is the best medicine ever. talking to adlin yesterday has really lighten my mood. yeah i feel great. haha. coz she's the only one who could understand 'the gemini thing' haha cause both of us suffer from that disease. haha. ok maybe most of the geminis would be suffering from it. haha. its the sudden depression u'll have and for no reason. has. ok i've decided to give him till fri/sat to explain everything. yeah. anyway girl, go for it. go ask atleast for the email kae. you should know what i mean. you cant expect me to spell everything out here right? hahas. take care babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116366783188277264?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116366783188277264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116366783188277264' title='0 Comments'/><link 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grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DESPISE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;PENAKOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok on a lighter note i met the six today. ha miss them lots ok. too bad pig and coz cant make it. haiz. nvm mb next time kae. i miss cow to bits. ive not seen her for ages kae. next time we must plan a date when cow is having break in between lesson. i need my full animal farm. cow(char), pig(linette), panda(cheng), penguin(val), kangaroo(wei) and lion(me)..as usual i was late haha. suppose to meet them for lunch at parkway but in the end i ask them to come to tamp after finishing their lunch. has. love them to pieces. haha. i really need that crapping session after what have happen yest and all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;CRAPPING IS THE BEST THERAPY!!&lt;/span&gt; followed by shopping. hahas. weiwei is forever blur and bullying her is the ultimate must. hehe. okok. hey peeps lets go on another date kae. i'll try my best not to be late again. hahaha. muacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ok i guess i just need time away from you. i need my friends and family now. yeah. they are the one that never fails to cheer me up. love them.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116351286208151244?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>ok shasha ask me update so ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUR SYAZWANA ISKAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVES &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUR DIYANAH YUSOFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2114/3466/1600/P1010217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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chicken for my sis friends that came over and chilly chicken  and made pita bread (yummy) for her friends. nyanyi timah also came and guess what she had to wait outside for a long time and even thought she was at the wrong house cause the garden at the compound disappeared. haha. she wanted to go but lucky abng imis called to inform. and worst still my hse door bell is dead. hass. she stayed for long and talked to mum. we , zee shasha n myself entertain fiqah. has. fun. after that we went to tm to book chalet for zee and buy stuff. suppose to met sayang but he too late lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we reached home, sayang msg that he was at the void deck. invited him up cause my mum dont allow me to stay downstairs for long cause we'll look like those mats and minahs who likes to lepak. ok he was obviousl shy. haha. ok not as though he didnt know my peeps but what to say. he use the comp and ya. yay my comp is good cause he could open up the page which his comp couldnt. muahaha. mine is always the best. yayness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arnd 9.30pm when pple are abt to slp, my mum's frens came. haiz. serve them drinks and all. ha the small boy so cute. haha. he called my mum sis. can you believe it? hes like only pri 5 and calling my mum sis cause his parents calls my mum that. haa. if he calls my mum that so does that mean i have to call him uncle?? haha. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok waited for mak tot to finish work and then it was out turn to eat. sayang join us too. ha think he was really shy cause he was quite all the while. ha. ok he left early. ok if i were him i would be shy too coz all those surrounding me are girls. haha. and worst still we were talking about BOOBS!! haha. funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tmr is op and it is officially last day of pw in my life. yes. please go away and dont ever bother me ever again. yes. hope everything will goes well and i hope i'm calm. bless me god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on a random note.. i miss going for assembly in sac. i miss the time whenj the whole school prayed together regardless of race, language or religion. that period is the time when we get closer to god. i miss those period when those times when a teacher would stand in front of the hall and lead oll of us in a prayer before the major exam. sac really is great. those times will always be memories. if i were to have daughters, i would send all of them to sac in the future. haha. kae im thinking too far. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shasha: dont be sad kae bae. ade hikmah di sebalik ape yg terjadi. yeah..u still have me babe. muacks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116331616116358976?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116331616116358976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116314881629615494</id><published>2006-11-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:56:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;MANDHIP SINGH OWEs ME A 1 WEEK LUNCH TREAT STARTING FROM NEXT YEAR&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm happy cause someone's treating me. its great especially if its from a person who irritates me a whole lot. haha. thanks to my printer i get to enjoy such priviledges. i shall constantly remind him about it. now i get to save the money for much better stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall update about chaletanother time with pixs. waiting for sam and debb to send me what i took yest.. muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care peeeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i wish i knew you first..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116314881629615494?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116314881629615494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116314881629615494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116314881629615494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116314881629615494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;ernest&lt;br /&gt;koh kok xiong&lt;br /&gt;koh li-ming samantha&lt;br /&gt;yong cheng&lt;br /&gt;mandhip singh&lt;br /&gt;md hafiz ismail&lt;br /&gt;md khairul khaidi&lt;br /&gt;nadhira parveen&lt;br /&gt;nur diyanah yusoff&lt;br /&gt;nurdiyantho&lt;br /&gt;rubin&lt;br /&gt;praveen selvum&lt;br /&gt;sarah aini&lt;br /&gt;shanas ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;siew shermaine&lt;br /&gt;siew ee hern&lt;br /&gt;tan chi heng&lt;br /&gt;tang hui yun&lt;br /&gt;yang xiao &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your name is listed above, you are invited to come. if not, and you wish to come, do alert any of us kae and we'll decide your fate. better be nice to us. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayness my name is above. haha. kae thats ultimate lame-ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our op dry run today with ms leow. ha again i talk too fast. talking in front of 1 person is worst than that of a class full. den it comes to the qns part. the qns was difficult so i asked her to repeat. really asking yor assessors to repeat is really beneficial cause at the same time you get to really think about the qns. though i really crap my way through, ms leow said i did well. wah that really boosted me up. has. yeah i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms leow was asking me why i speak like very manja (very pampered) way. ha she cant blame me right. majority of sac-ians talk this way. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all peeps. i'm off to watch my princess hour show. take care peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116281284254124517?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116281284254124517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116281284254124517' title='0 Comments'/><link 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weird, fun, tiring and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much. went to gym with zee and i believe it was worth it. it was the 1st time i went to the weights section in the tampines gym. wah so many hunks. zee and my self was reluctant at 1st to enter that section cause scared paiseh but we went in eventually. haha. i like to carry weights. theres 1 machine that really looks unsightly. the way you sit looks like you're giving birth. haha. it looks funnier if a guy was doing it. *imagine*. yayness i can do pull up. and i mean the guys pull up. *claps*..after that mum and dad invited us to go shopping with them but we politely decline and i spent the whole night at home watching tv and attempted to study peribahasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay a's. omg it was difficult. 1st paper, essay. all the topic qns i didn't understand. at last resorted to picture but its quite difficult to evaluate. so i just crapped my way through. paper 2 was alright. felt uber sleepy during the paper. and the wierdest things is that its not only me feeling that way..so many pple in the classrm too. think its the fengsui. has. went for briefing after that. ha didnt regret going. its worth while. the peeps there are nice and friendly. has. yay i'm an ACI..i like. but must undergo all the trainings to attain the cert. namely cert in, rock climbing, kayaking and 1st aid to name a few. i'm so looking forward to it. fun fun fun. SUN..WATER..ROPES..HARNESS.. i like. sayang came over and den we went out. went arcade and i swear the machine there is a cheater kae. i didnt press anything and it went on itself. argh. cheat my $1. lepak for awhile and we toked about stuff at the tm open space. den went home, changed and off we went out for dinner. nice. crapped again and went home. i think i'm begining to love crowded buses cause it give me the opportunity to miss it and that means crapping with sayang even more. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the pw grp at josh hse again in the morning. stupid mandhip haf to disturb me again. argh. I BELIEVE SAC GALS ARE THE BEST.. RIGHT PEOPLE. DUNMAN PEEPS (coz hes frm there) YUCKS. hahas. sorry dunman peeps dont blame me mandhip started it 1st. how could he say sac peeps have no respect for pple in the bus. argh. hack him lah. think hes just jealous of us cause he didnt get in SAC last time. has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sayang after that and of we went to vivo. 2nd time going. what a crap place. so many peeps. no fun. i love the 3rd level. can sun tan there. hee. went orchard for dinner. mum called and rushed me cause we were going out raya. argh rushed to the mrt and train-ed to novena. i swear what i ate before had totally been burnt. my mum's place was on a hill top and the hill is higher than that of my school's. i had to run up the stupid hill cause i tot i was late and in the end upon reaching there, dad wasn't there and worst my mum have not finished here work yet. argh. was panting. think can pass my 2.4. waited at the ulu place alone for them and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day slacking today. haiz. suppose to go kubur, gym and watch zee's performance but was sleepy and too tired. tmr must meet ms leow again for op dry run. hope its all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard next year theres gonna be sec 3.9 and sec 3.4 is gona be an n/a class. omg what is the school becoming? whats gonna happen to our value added-ness? humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to chalet next week.. yayness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116274049256693667?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116274049256693667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116274049256693667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116274049256693667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116274049256693667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-life.html' title='what a life'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116236502395134784</id><published>2006-11-01T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had our op dry run today. was ok i guess. nervous nervous nervous. woke up quite late, arnd 645 am when we were suppose to gather at 7.15 am. haha. rush like mad. hurried my sis to finish bathing and off i went to bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school right on time, i think. wah thought i'll be late but thank god my dad sped. lots of peeps were late today. the teacher wont let us go to our rooms unless all candidates were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group was 1st. ha my hands was super cold. talked. and ms leow commented that i talked too fast and ask me slow down. hee. didnt notice it though, think i was too nervous. ha i kinda spotted the qns that she asked. yayness. can answer. i like. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapped awhile with the girls about stuff and all..made final checks to our gpp file. listen to our grps presents and off we went cause mine was 1st so we got to be realeased 1st. lunched with mum and i'm feeling sleepy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the grp at josh hse in the morning. was late as usual. woke up late. cant blame me cause the day before i went out shopping with my parents til 1+ am...haha. super duper tired. ok back to the mtg. erm only me, jish (duh coz its his hse) and chi heng was there. hy was working and mandhip, haiz no comment la. haiz. just feel like punching his face i tell you. even chi heng would agree with me. then met shasha at tamp inter and off we went to eastpt for branch ate at sakura. yummy!! the tom yam soup was superb..wah. my lips almosts swollen sia..den along the way sayang met us coz i need to ask him a favour. walk arnd eastpt. they've got new shops now. cool. but still quite boring tho. think malay vcds are difficult to get. haiz. poor shasha..took the mrt home. sat arnd with sayang while waiting for him to finish drawing my chutes for pw. he. loves him lots. took some chocs, 'baby', honey star and my vitamin c water dwn. took pics of myself and us.. cant blame me i need some form of entertainment since my baby batt's died. ha. made stupid videos and all..haha. its cute kae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to my bed...take care peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116236502395134784?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116236502395134784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116236502395134784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116236502395134784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116236502395134784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-our-op-dry-run-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116220145239480158</id><published>2006-10-30T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:20:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after so long</title><content type='html'>ok its been days since i updated..this is so those who kept asking me to update and all.. kae i've got lots to write about but i really dont know where to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;24 Nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hari raya. lots of things happen. argh. how i wish all of it will end soon. not in a war but in a peaceful way. went visiting till late at night and i love my parents kae cause they gave me $50..yayness. i like. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 Nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;didn't go school. ha couldn't wake up in the morning and worst still my parents did not even wake me up coz they thought school close for me. hahas. funny. slack at home and all. msg deb and ya. ok and cant seem to rmbr what else happen. think it s too insingficant. eh wait ya something did happen which cause me to cry all night. argh..shall save on the details. yeah. wouldn't want to let the whole world know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went to school for the 1st time after so many days being absent. ha i guess the momentum was not really there. didnt go for classes except for physics cause mr goh han pim saw us and ct to receive our results. didnt worry much cause deb already told me that i am promoted the day before. recieved my result slip and didnt bother to see it cause i knew that i failed one/two cause the other time we had to finalise our results. was reading the comments when i finally realise that i actually passed everything. i swear i really dont know how it happen. miracle. alhamdulillah. thanks be to god. prayers really works wonders. even Hafiz couldn't believe that i actually pass everything cause the last time he saw my results i only pass 1 h2 and all h1..why suddenly i pass all my h2s..haha. happy happy happy...dad brought us out at night to reward us, both my sis and myself. he wanted go royal sports but in the end he changed his mind. went to pizza hut for pizza. argh wrong choice. should have chosen swensons. ha cause it was the best time to ketok all his money. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;27 Nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;school holiday. suppose to jalan raya wif the gang but cancel due to some circumstances. den sayang ask me to tag along wif him and his friends to jalan raya. went to gym at 12 noon and met him under my blog at 3pm. ask shasha come along coz i was scared and nervous to go by myself. hehe. understand la. 1st time meeting so many of his friends at 1 go. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this part onwards is so dedicated to SHASHA cause she have been bugging me to write about the day and write about her and all. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unless you're shasha dont bother reading the following part cause its gonna bore you to death..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ok we were late to meet the rest and its because of yours trully, ME..hehe. felt bad though. went to the 1st house and guess what. NO ONE WAS AT HOME..argh! went to the next hse and the person was not that home. so his wife and parents just got to entertain us. went to the second guys hse and it was near uncle din's place. had to walk so far kae. shasha was practically complaing lah. den ridwan was trying to call someone nad he couldnt get her and he commented something which made me to make fun oh him. den he did something which reminded me so much of zee. den he walked behind me together with shasha. den both started toking. toktoktok..want to know the whole conver go shasha blog. he ask me a few qns cause he happen to know quite a number of peeps in tpjc and all. ha sha must be happy lah ni. reach the place and both the couple, sayang and myself, ahmad and aida were at the so called "couple corner" while the rest sat on the sofa. ha very funny kae. my cousin sat on the long sofa with ridwan. haha. they were sitting far apart sia and ridwan was like asal aku duduk di sini sia. kekok. haha we were lyk saying couple of the day. haha. ridwan shy shy dog la. in the end he got no choice but to move in cause sharil wanted to sit on the sofa too and he didnt want to sit inside. ha i swear he kept looking at shasha kae. den after that he'll lokk at me and man. has. den i msg shasha, who was engross with the show, about it and she couldnt believe it. and u know what when shasha was reading my msg i spot him reading it too and i guess he saw who its from and smiled at me. haha. funny funny. told sayan g about it. and he also notice. hehe. the rest was trying to call people to see whether they at home or nots and guess what...all of them wasn't argh. in the end we settled for sayang's hse and faz hse.they suggested my hse but too bad no ones at home. and ridwan just had to make fun of my malay. he cant blame me for my slang malay right. den sharil ask me what's my cousin name cause he felt bad to tok to her to ask whether we can go her hse w/o knowing her name. he cant possibly say " ehy, diyanah nye sedare bole gi uma?" ryt? aiyoh. and shasha tot that he just happen to know her name or that hes interested in her. prasan siak. hehe. and u kow why??cause shasha thought that sharil was cute. muahahaha. ha sha yor secret is out..magrib at the hse. the guys sembayang berjemaah while i prayed on my own. ha paiseh lah to pray with the guys and worst still the only gal. haiz.lots of wierd thing happen along the way. has. made our way to the next hse. had to walk out again. haiz. blahblahblah...2 hses den it was sayang's hse. scary. haha. shoot la now his mum knows me. haiz. danish is cute. hehe. last hse was faz's. got cat. scary. and ahmad just had to ask faz to realise the cat and told him to bring the cat towards sayang and me cause something happen before that which made him realise that i was scared of cat. yucks..stayed for awhile and after that ciao-ed home. send shasha hm 1st den sayang send me home. and ya it was late and there was no bus to bring sayang home so no choice he just had to walk home. haha. ok ICE-BOX'S frens were not bad after all.. haha. they're a fun bunch of peeps. wacky and weirdo and bnyk kerena. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;27 Nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;went to josh hse for pw. wen i reach there, when i was about to open the door, suddenly saw josh right in front of my face. shocked. he just woke up.only mandhip and hy was in the room. waited for josh to finish bathing and chi heng to come. run through the slides and op stuff. lots of things to be editted. that night went to vivocity to shop with dad. went around the whole building and saw the planet fitness there. my dad said that he got membership and that only excites me. yay gym gym gym.. haha. in the end there was nothing i n my sis wan to buy tho my dad keep asking us whether we were sure cause his paying. someting i tink that we're weird. when my parents want to treat, we got noting to buy but when we want soemthing, they're broke. hee. in the end my dad bought for my mum an expensive bag and braclet. haiz he actually wanted to buy 2 bags and 3 brackets. omg. super rich sia he. but the bags were in my opinion too olddies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 Nov '06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;clean the hse coz uncle din's and family coming. dad cooked prawn briyani. den when they came my mum saw my cousin-in-law's bag and my dad just had to tell her that it was the bag that he wanted to buy yesterday but i said it was too ugly..hehe..haiz. ha. cant blame me right? adults tast n my taste different u see. den went visiting and all..$$$$$$$...i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to have our tech run for op with ms leow today but cancelled. so slack at home. actually i did went out just now. watched tv and did op script and slides. mb later going out again. not sure tho but i hope we're really going. i wan collect $$. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all..i need to go out tho i know my mt exams and op is drawing near. haiz. think i shld learn to prioritise. but how??argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i really hate the cold shoulder you're giving me. why cant things like before pls explain. im abit slow. what the hack..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116220145239480158?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116220145239480158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116220145239480158' 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hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and its so short. argh didn't expect it to be so short but hack la.l it looks ok tho. ha i like the little pony tail when i tie my hair up. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go school today. mum ask me help her with all the last minute clean up. i think my house looks nice and its all thanks to me. hehe. prasan eh. no lah my whole family too..my mum, dad, zee and hud....theres 1 part of the house you feel as though you're in a jungle and other part as though you're in crystal land. hehe. cool right? come my house for raya!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is raya. so in case i dont blog tmr i just wish to wish all muslims out there &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN&lt;/span&gt;. segala kesalahan dimaafkan dan makan minun dihalalkan eh. if i ever did something that tersinggongkan hati sorry eh. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read shasha's blog and theres one entry she say about nyanyi. argh i miss her loads too. omg i miss the time when i was with her. all the jokes we cracked, her laughters, her willingness to stay up with me waiting for mak yen to fetch me and my sis home from shasha's house, etc. i regretted when i fought with her 1 night cause i thought she wont let me and my sis go home cause it was late at night but padahal my aunt haven come yet. i didnt tok to her for a few days after that. forgot how i patch up tho. sorry nyanyi. how i wish you wre here with me now, here with all of us. we miss you lots. omg all this stuff is making me tear again. but the moment that i cant forget is on the 2nd day of raya when i and mum was watching this malay show at home and suddenly we receive a call from my aunt. my grandma has left this world. we rushed there and imgaes of her body lying there is still in my mind. her cold and still body with the paramedics trying to revive her. the body yang ber-kapas in front of my face. the surahs, the smell, the.....i'll remember it forever. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nyanyi we love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! how i wish you could see this and knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPbh1TgHYjE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPbh1TgHYjE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPbh1TgHYjE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116157286177064279?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116157286177064279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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peeps!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY DEEPAVALI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok working at M hotel was tiring. had to stand for hours and walk in and out of the kitchen in our court shoes..my legs was sore i tell you. made new friends. haha. the pple there are nice especially my group members and the uncles which 1 i think look likes ee hern. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go school yesterday partly due to the fact that i didnt sleep trying to finish the wr and just plain lazy to go. rush to man's place to collect my wr frm him and rush to school to pass it to chi heng. and when i reach home chi heng called saying that they desperately need the cover page. haiz. search my whole house for it and found it at last. rushed to school again and found out that hui yun came with the cover page already. argh..waste my time i tell you. sign the cover page and when off with mum and dad to shop for baking and stuff. heard there was lots of commosion(if that how you spelled it) in school with ms leow regarding the wr. haiz thank god didnt go school. then around 3 pm went shopping with shasha for awhile. bought skirt for work from metro. thank god theres my size. hehe. i always thought that metro those not cater to people of my size. hehe. but obviously i was proven wrong. then went around to buy rubber bands and clips since i forgot to bring it. met shanas at sinma and off we went to tanjong pagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like lost souls when we reach there. haha. asked the security guard there where to go and he said. den 1s we reached there i tot he was bluffing us since we were new. called irene and she say go up. den wen the lift door was abt to close we saw pple walking in the room and i ran out. ha funny i tell you. collect uniform and went to change and all. took pix and all in the toilet. when up and briefing. shanas got separated from deb and myself. hahas. poor gal. cocktail was tiring. when for dinner and saw shanas. ha pulled her to acc me take food eventhough she was eating and she went. love her lots. then the main wedding. argh tiring. surving sucks. i end up asking the guys in my grp to do the serving for me. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work we crapped for awhile with the chicken rice uncle. and another commosion was taking place again. so scary i tell you. it was btwn 1 cina gal and the manager at 1st then her bf interfered and this causes 2 malay guys to go agains the cina pple. so scary. all the vulgarities come out. i had to stop 1 malay guy from fighting sia since i was nearest to him. haiz. ha siva was waiting for shanas at the foot of hotel. wah i wonder how long he have been waiting sia. haiz. he really isnt 1 who gives up and is patient with anything. 1 hack of a lucky gal. went home with them. siva is screwed. he made us walk the wrong way to the mrt station and was confident about it although i kept asking him whether he was sure or nots coz we came frm the other wat. ish he ah. made us walk back only. wanted to supper but cancelled coz me and shanas too tired and all. but thankz siva for wanting to go simpang coz i suggested it. haha. their bus came and siva still can insist that they wait for my bus to come 1st cause he was scared that some1 might rape me. choi. and shanas was like 'how abt me?' and he funnily said that "unlike diyanah, you will rape pple instate" haha. couldnt stop laughing. shanas even suggested for siva to acc. me back hm while she go home alone. haiz what weird pple. haha. had to reassure them that i could take care of myself. they rush for the freaking bus and i waited for mine. reached home. ate some kuih that my mum baked and slpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today with the smell of baking cookies. wah. nice nice nice. haha. received a msg from X. so long i've not talk to him. wanted to ask so much but i kinda felt awkward so ya. hehe. cant blame me right whats past is past. miss those days. but im with sayang now. slpt again till 11++. watched tv and fall aslp again. woke up ate and slack again. being a gd gal, helped my mum clean her dressing table. now i'm trying to stay up with her cause she wants to watch the chinese midnight show. see shes so lucky to have me as her sis. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prapra&lt;/strong&gt;..i'm so not toking to you already unless you stop saying that im with mandhip.argh. yucks.. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adlin&lt;/strong&gt;.. its not that im on so many boats. its just that pple are making stories that i own that many. im not that rich to have so many you know. hahas. you know what i mean? love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayang&lt;/strong&gt;.. i puasa kae. ok not full cause having mens but i cant blame me right?? its nature lah ngok. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shasha&lt;/strong&gt;..thanks so much for temaning me shop. love ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;members of my pw grp [chiheng,huiyun,mandhip,joshua]..&lt;/strong&gt;sorry could make it today for the mtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116145023747477204?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116145023747477204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116145023747477204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116145023747477204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116145023747477204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-deepavali-peeps.html' title='happy deepavali peeps!!'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116118967439177942</id><published>2006-10-19T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:49:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUMMY&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CHI HENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. ok i actually clean forgotten about my mums birthday till my dad reminded me. he called me to his room and i thought he wanted to scold me for going out and all but he just wanted to ask me whether i bought anything for my mum or notz. haha. pa thanks for reminding me. haha. i love both my parents lah. you can never get my kind of parents outside or anywhere lah. i'm just plain lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now is like 12.08 am. argh cant slp. might as well update. ha just now, oops i mean yesterday, went to M hotel for training. ha suppose to meet HY and shanas at tamp inter at 5.15 but guess what..I OVERSLPT. hehe. woke up at 5.15. hehe. thought they went already w/o me and i was having second thoughts about going. then 5.30 i receive an sms from hy and guess what she was still on her way to inter. aiyoh. tt gal ah. shanas went to tanjong pagar wif her sec skool fren instead. rush like mad. met hy, esmah, siva and 1 other indian guy at tamp inter. omg i swear that was my 1st time going out wif so many indian guys who constantly talking in tamil. i and hui yun was like eer..haha. cultural shock sia. he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the rest at tanjong pagar control station. wah even more indian guys, deb and shanas and her sec skool fren waiting there. wah piang. hari, prapra(praveen's new name created by yours trully, me..hehe), ila, 1 more indian guy and 1 other chi guy which i manage to make fren wif but cant seem to remember his name. haha. debb, shanas, juli,mar aka rubbish bin and her bf. haha. wat a crowd i tell you. then we together go M hotel. haha. very funny. siva, esmah, hari, and the cina guy was walking in front of us lyk 1 group of gangster going to fight sia. so funny. i and debb kept laughing and laughing. he. ok we were xtremely late la. went in the ball room and guess what, there was another group of tpjcians there too. haha. nazeeya's class. hehe. funy funy. the ballroom was dominated by us, TPJCians lah. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toks after toks. but the best part was the refreshment. haha. nice nice nice. yummy!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok think my parents dont allow me to work there. oh nvm. but i really need money now cause i'm broke. can someone please give help me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the event finish arnd 8.50. wanted to go makan but all too tired. so went back home. tok to prapra and shanas on the train. prapra is an idiot ok. those that dont know him might think that his innocent and handsome and all but once he opens his mouth..ish no comments. he.that stupid bean pole kolled me a turkey. argh. his gona get it from me. i dont care. and the worst part is that shanas just have to open her mouth about me and that loser mandhip. argh..i dont like him.pls la. all thanks to faisal lah now i'm in this mess. haiz. prapra was shock when shanas told him that i was attach. haha. so funny his reaction and the stupid look that he always give. and he even say that he thought i was innocent.HELLO im innocent. u mean being attach strip your innocent-ness away? haha. whatever it is prapra u beta stop associating me wif mandhip ah or else i'll call sayang punch you. haha. yeah right. what ever it is i still love you lah praveen. as a fren only. hehe. your my fren husband and my fren's father what so no choice must be nice to you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must wake up early later. going josh hse later. need to do slides for op. and mtg ms leow for our wr. official submission on fri. hope evrything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later theres gona be a mtg for the promotion exercise. hope everything goes well. i want my whole class to together promote to j2 next yr. oh god im praying to you. pls hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey the SIX...i'm sorry couldn't make it on tues. really had to finish up my wr la. next kae we meet up. i feel so guilty lah. love you guys loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm missing you..how i wish you knew what's in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116118967439177942?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116118967439177942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116118967439177942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116118967439177942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116118967439177942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116065635066263033</id><published>2006-10-12T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:35:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha failed my chem by 5 marks all due to careless mistake. argh!! fine. but thank god i pass my gp. omg i was sad at 1st upon receiving my gp paper but after checking, THEY CALCULATED WRONGLY!! yohoo. i was elated as soon as mrs perchard confirm that the calculation of marks was wrong. i pass gp! ha so proud of myself considering i got a stupid c5 for o's. after that it was time for the returning of my malay script. i went in the lt thinking that i would confirm fail coz cikgu rabiah said that she had a great time putting crosses on our paper. then cikgu mas called my FULL NAME. took my paper. omg couldn't believe my eyes. tot i failed but my shah just had to give me a pat on my shoulder and saying i PASSED!. haha B. yes! from an E to a B... yayness. i like. malay paper was difficult ok. berkat tuhan. alhamdulillah. thank god. now im still wondering how to be promoted. pass only 1 h2 and 3 h1. failed my 2 h2. both ive got S..haiz. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr alex chua approached me again today when i was about to go home. as usual he ask me go for training for canoeing this sat. argh..how abt my SQUASH? im still contemplating. argh. canoeing is what i always wanted since 1st 3 month but squash is my current cca and ive got rackets and all. HOW? shall consider it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received our new post-exam time table today. argh everyday finish late other than thurs and its all thanks to pw and malay. and worst is that there are so many lunch break which i cant seem to enjoy coz im fasting. wheres the love?? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now since it the ramadhan period, i shall post something that is some how related to islam. for for those muslim peeps out there, enjoy this. its a translation of surah al-fatihah. biar bulan ini memberi rahmat kepada kita. insya-allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wn3VbCwTF6w" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wn3VbCwTF6w"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116065635066263033?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116065635066263033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116065635066263033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116065635066263033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116065635066263033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ha-failed-my-chem-by-5-marks-all-due.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116057882137475454</id><published>2006-10-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:50:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;omg this is cute..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AN ITALIAN KID RECITING SURAHS FROM THE QURAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kg92QR5tlr4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kg92QR5tlr4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: SAYANG!! i am sure this will inspire you. haha. you know what i mean..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116057882137475454?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116057882137475454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116057882137475454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116057882137475454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116057882137475454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-this-is-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-116055463983256955</id><published>2006-10-11T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:22:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog is ok already. yayness..erm ive actually got lots to blog about and i dont know where to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back some of our papers today mainlyH2 math, H1 econs and H2 physics.&lt;br /&gt;pass both math and econs and flunk my physics by 5 mark i think. i just need 1 more h2 to promote. omg. chemistry got no hope i wonder how. j1 here i come AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i having mixed feelings right now. dont know whether to be depress or happy or what. im confuse. haiz. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im just feeling so random now. just feel like uploading some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="447" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/random1.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT Map Competition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="422" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/IMG_0015.jpg" width="624" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Members of 06S31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/Picture96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me with a SNAKE...gd experience though it was yucky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/Picture133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;during econs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/Picture111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanas and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 462px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="468" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/P1040914.jpg" width="627" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debb aka BRA and Me...we are the Ds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i59/mywill_photos/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neoprints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload more next time..omg i just realise theres no agp photo in my comp...shoot. shall upload it soon.. has. love ya pple who were there for me today. muackz. hugs**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-116055463983256955?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/116055463983256955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=116055463983256955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116055463983256955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/116055463983256955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-blog-is-ok-already.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115994128708885143</id><published>2006-10-04T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:59:07.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!..6 marks wouldn't have been wasted if i remembered to do matrix on my calculator. shoot the calculator. keep getting error. worst is that i forgot how to calulate w/o using the calculator. what a day. was basicallly stoning at that qns. left out integration and maclaurin's. didnt study for that. haiz. oh well no use crying over spilled milk. now i just have to hope for the best. god please do some miracle for me. no more paper till next mon. i'm going to really study for physics mcq. 60 marks. i mean it kae. i dont care. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing exam during the fasting month is quite beneficial i must say. i feel more calm and relax. think i must start to fast on every exams and tests eventhough it may not fall on the fasting period. hehe. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED ICE-CREAM NOW!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to bear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate the 'cold shoulders' you're giving me. oh gosh. i simply cant stand the coldness between us.why can you be like before? i may be slow but im not stupid. just because you found out something and there your attitude took a 360degree change. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115994128708885143?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115994128708885143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115994128708885143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115994128708885143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115994128708885143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115985633865651092</id><published>2006-10-03T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:18:58.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz..my parents always complain that neither me nor my sisters have ever come home and say that the exam was alright or good. haha. but its true, the paper was difficult. ha it wouldn't be called an exam if it was easy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem paper was beyond hope physics was terrible. 4 papers down and 2 more to go. math (tmr) and physics mcq (mon). i swear if those two remaining is beyond my capabilities, im gone-case. see me in j1 AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better start memorizing formulae and equations for math. need to pass this. serious. argh. god please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115985633865651092?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115985633865651092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115985633865651092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115985633865651092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115985633865651092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115958400969361842</id><published>2006-09-30T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:13:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>algae growing</title><content type='html'>ok have not been updating for ages. ok this is to those that keep bugging me to update.hmph!. anyway I think algae is growing. eeew. haha. nothing much actually happen past few days. been skipping school practically everyday this week. even if im in school, i skipped all lesson. wanted to just study. promos is here. i really cant believe it. time seems to be going too fast for me. all i remember was me still having june holidays. hmmm. i'm so dead. now exams and eventually it will be the end of 2006. wow. so ultra fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to see mr reynolds yesterday with the other 11 peeps who skip yesterday cme. haiz. thank god i had an excuse letter. and also because of the excuse letter, i had to see him personally. omg i was trembling. so scary. he scolded those that went for cme already and they said that it was bad. and obviously me having to go in alone, the feeling is scary. lucky ms quek went in with me. ha thanks to the letter i was spared by him. he just talked to me and say that skipping GP lesson is not something a jc student should do and that the teachers have to account for their student. what if the student is missing or something happen to them, whose going to take responsibility if they didnt even go to class and blah blahblah. i think he could feel that i was terrified when i came in. he said that you no need to worry and all...omg. though he said that i was still shivering inside. haha. likstening to him talk reminded me of mrs pierce. i miss her lots. because of her i slpt during lit class and scored a b4 for el in sec3. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the session went to lib to meet bra. ms quek was walking with me and told me to take care and all. love her loads. i love her not because of the stupid goose story but for helping me with reynolds. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempted to study econs but failed. so went for econs exams yest with nothing in my head. haiz. i really wonder how i'll score. haiz. tt is the only h1 that i can pass. gp no hope. malay was like terrible. haiz. what a life. all the other h2 sub is next week. scary. im more worried now than last year o's. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for physics today. 1st woke up late 2nd ive got ngaji. sorry deb. i'll buy for u another MnM is ive got time kae. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thie weekend is going to be a mugging weekend. wow its a record kae considering that i dont really mug. has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayang&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm sorry how i reacted yesterday. i betol-betol tak tau ape yang got over me. hope you're ok. hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adlin:&lt;/strong&gt; haha i was not cgeating your feeling kae. haha. thersalah type la. aiyoh. chill and peace out eh. puasa must forgive and forget.hehe. love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRA:&lt;/strong&gt; gal sorry didnt go for physics today eventhough to came cause i wanted to study today. im so very sorry. i owe you kae. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shanas:&lt;/strong&gt; haha dont be jealous of me having good food for buka kae. its just my rezeki. the other time i invited you come buka but you shy aiyoh. see la shy shy you eventually lose out. haha. love ya lots babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mich:&lt;/strong&gt; you really want go for the thing ah? kae lah i'll also go. but must go for interview lah. i hate interviews you know. im SHY!! haha..miss ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115958400969361842?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115958400969361842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115958400969361842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115958400969361842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115958400969361842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/algae-growing.html' title='algae growing'/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115780401562079206</id><published>2006-09-09T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:35:20.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>assalam-mualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm slacking when my promos is just 3 weeks away. am i mad or am i mad?? i'm so dead. HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;think i need to chiong already. omg i need the motivation. ive never really studied before and now ive got to study in order to pass?? how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to study with sha yest. went to library but as usual it was full so we decided to go to the kfc where i studied for prelims last year. its always empty. studied for awhile and went back home to change before going out with her again. meet sayang at tamp control station and as usual i was late. then me, sayang and sha went to tm mac to meet nikita. have not seen her for so long sia. shes so different. then went to toilet coz sha want to hide her pimple. ha i can become a make up artist. even sayang was asking why i can put for pple but i myself never use it. ha. skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the rest at tamp inter. they damn fake can. pretend to read newspaper and thought that we dont know its them. haiz. retarded. went to somerset and met the rest there. attempted to buy tix at cine for the little man show for the those under 16 peeps but our ploy was caught. haiz. went to lido n tried but failed again. in the end they settled for 'devil wear prada'. didnt watch together with them coz 1stly i watched already and secondly man n myself are broke. so we decided to just walk arnd orchard to look for prezzies and stuff. i just love toy r us at forum. haha. fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them back at lido after their movie. ha nazjrin looks as tho hes drunk. ha. went to far east with them and makan at es teller. nas had to go coz his father called. then the remaining peeps mainly me,man,sha,nikita and the sec4 guy went to esplanade. i swear it wasnt my idea. we practically was just sitting there and stare blankly. ha. it was dizzling la. slack there for awhile and ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach tamp and we went our separate ways. send sha up to her hse. sayang waited for me at the staircase and he send me home. ha. love him load sia. wonder what will i be w/o him. &lt;em&gt;man thanks eh. i 'lap' u (ok it sound rather wrong if said in eng.ha).&lt;/em&gt; ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love yesterday. i want go out with you guys again. especially with sha n nikita. they are so super lame i swear. haha. loves ya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just need to try to start to study. i need to start from the basic. slow is going to be my pace. im going to chiong. hey pple do remind me to start studying kae when you meet me along the way ok! love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115780401562079206?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115780401562079206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115780401562079206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115780401562079206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115780401562079206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/assalam-mualaikum-im-slacking-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115762892062161019</id><published>2006-09-07T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:35:20.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYNESS at last an orange blog skin. yeah. ilike. hahaha. ha sarah i found an orange skin. claps*. lazy to change the colour of the tagboard. so till then just bare with it kae. loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115762892062161019?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115762892062161019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115762892062161019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115762892062161019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115762892062161019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yayness-at-last-orange-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115755015803198963</id><published>2006-09-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:53:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ingin ku belai hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dan ku pegang erat jemarimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apa yang nyatakan... hanyalah ku rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just useless kae. IM SORRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115755015803198963?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115755015803198963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115755015803198963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115755015803198963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115755015803198963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/ingin-ku-belai-hatimu-dan-ku-pegang.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115754128096244136</id><published>2006-09-06T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T19:14:40.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just love reunion. meeting all my peeps that i rarely see nowadays just makes me happy. hahaha. went to swenson with nat,mich,cheng and denise today. haha. suppose go pizza hut but dont know what happen. thank god i brought extra money eventhough i didnt use it. ordered two pizzas for 5 of us to share. ha we thought that it would be big but. haiz what a disappointment. humph. i swear we look like so ever pathetic group of girls who are seriously on budget but want to act rich by eating at swenson. hahas. even the waitress had to ask "it's that it?' in a so sacastic way i swear. ha. i think we took 5 mins to call for pple to tend us. hehe. all finding for the right 1. i keep calling 'aunty' 'uncle' but no one responded. haiz. wth. fine. was waiting for this chio bu to see me then intend to call then when i wanted to raise my hand, nat already call an ugly yet nice ( coz he took for us tissue) uncle. humph. o well. ate my all time fav ice cream. yummy! i like. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bill time. i wanted to be nice for once and volunteer to call this uncle. i took the stupid book and all the coins just had to slip. so maluating. argh. fine. then i give the uncle and i didnt warn him about the coins like what cheng ask me too. so he took the book and the coins drop. muahahaha. so funny. the coins can go until so far. he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tamp library to study. so pack. omg. why went i want to study sure got lots of pple and went i just want to slack in the lib, confirm not pack. haiz. oh well. saw a lot of tpjc peeps there like kak hanna and lot of others which i dont know the name only the face i reconise. in the end we went to the kids section and sat on the floor and study. haiz. wat a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this girl reading about the female reproduction. like the ovary and all. and she was only like pri 1 pri 2 like that. omg. very funny. she even ask her money whats in the uterus. and the mother say baby. very funny. i only know about all this stuff only went i was in sec 2 and she. kids nowadays ah. no comment ah. den sperm her mother say tadpoles. ha. poor girl. she really think its really tadpoles. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just too tired to type what happen after that. ya. i just love today. ha. but i bad factor, saw too many peeps that i really didnt expect. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could just enjoy like before. the life that i had before jc. i love those days. the friends and all. the fact that i could still pass tests and achieve during exams w/o studying. argh. WHY OH WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115754128096244136?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115754128096244136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115754128096244136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115754128096244136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115754128096244136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-love-reunion.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115737515454689662</id><published>2006-09-04T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:13:44.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;to my one and only mak tot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to my sweetie pie(shanas),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok have not been updating for so long. too lazy and too busy la. ok shall start from thurs till today kaes. ok for those who even bother to read this i tell you dont bother coz its gonna bore you i think. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it was teacher's day celebration. didnt bother to go school. slept at home and all. attempted to study but haha failed. received a msg from sayang. he said need to meet me urgent. i swear i panic ok. i thought what had happen sia. met him at the staircase there and he surprise me with two huge block of white cadbury chocs which he owe me. omg i was shocked kae. thought what so so urgent and it was just that. aiyah he ah really you know. love him still tho. hehe. wanted to just take 1 block only but took both in the end yaya. hehe. crap at the void deck for awhile cause still raining and he got no plans yet. then my cousin happen to walk pass and we crapped even more. hehe. i just love crapping sia. after that went to my cousin house to teach her math. crap with her again. home-ed and crap-ed with my sis. haha . i so love thurs. crapping day!! i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went popeye with zee,hud and sha to makan and 'study'. haha but i end up didnt cause when i open my book sayang came. and also i was too engross with the ikea catalogue. hehe. my annual fav magazine. saw some band juniors at airport. went to suntec to watch 'snake on a plane'. ha its nice. thanks to sayang who treat me to watch. i give 5stars out of 5. total perfection. hehe. after that went to see the fountain and went to my so ever fav. place TOYS R US!! haha. i love it there. played some stuff. hehe. inner childhood. lala. bus-ed home. i love going out with sayang. just being with him just make me happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the bda(s) concert. omg superb. conductors from various school come together to play. can you imagain conducting a group of conductors?? what a tough job sia. saw SIR. omg haha miss him/ miss those days when he taught the band. been with him for 4 yrs and the impact he made in my life is too great to be forgotten. how i wish he is still strong and fine. saw ee hern and he say i screech!!argh. wth. hack la. seeing peeps playing the eupho and hearing eupho solo just brings back lots of memories. i regretted not taking it up again in jc. i miss those fun. as i hear the band play, all the yrs i had in sac band ran through my mind and tears just flow, i dont know why. haiz. after the concert went to marina sq giant coz hud wanted to buy chocs. took the mrt home. thanks sayang for calling and accompany me. i sayang awak. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied math for math test today. omg didnt know apgp was manageable. should have studied it for common test and i would have pass with flying colors. haiz. oh well. i shall not let history repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test today was alright. knew how to do all just careless. argh. must really try to eliminate my carelessness la. haiz. habit you know. must remind me to check my work sia. haiz. yay the kenduri is still on although not at my house b ut at mak yen's hse. yayness. i love kenduris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mb watching movie with hud,zee and sha tmr. yayness i like. i need abreak from all the stress. hehe. schools really making me not my usual self. ive no idea why. when im in school i just feel like shutting myself and not talk. i just live in my own nerdy world when im in school or in my sch-u. hey peeps sorry ive i ignorew you when i meet you outside or something. its just that when im in my school u i rather be low profile and abit anti la. sori kaes. love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is my rant for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;adlin&lt;/b&gt;: where are you? i need you by my side now. argh. im not use to not tell you about everything everyday. haiz. cant complain about anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shanas&lt;/b&gt;: give the guy a chance la dear. he so poor thing. and how could you ignore my sms-es and say busy ah??haha. kae since to say sorry i shall apologise. hope you had fun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sayang&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for being there for me kae. love you always. you're the reason that i'm smiling nowadays and your constant encouragements have made me stronger to face anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sarah&lt;/b&gt;: thankz for the strawberry coated with chocs. nice nice nice though its a little frozen. hehe. im still like before what. just that i'm laying low this few weeks. think its just mood swing la. haiz. smile always kae. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the six&lt;/b&gt;: i miss those times that we crap-ed. when can we meet again lyk the other time,i wan relieve stress hehehe. crap crap crap. im expert at that. hehehe. love you guys alot. oops a lot. haha. i rmbr pilo always say the word 'a lot' shld be spelled separately n not together. kae im mad. take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love those that's around me and manage to read this till the end. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115737515454689662?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115737515454689662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115737515454689662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115737515454689662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115737515454689662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-one-and-only-mak-tot-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115693148105180764</id><published>2006-08-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:57:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got pimple on my left side of the face!!! argh.. my pimple cream doesn't seem to be working. what the..haiz. just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go school yestersay. sick. and also i woke up at. haiz. was really tired and was feeling very weak. slack cum rest at home. couldnt even study. haiz. distracted by dont know what. haiz. what a life. miss a whole load of fun for malay. shoot sia. should have gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to school today. and the 1st thing tarmimi said to me..'ASAM PEDAS' i thought what sia. sha n daniel started to laugh and then i begged sha to tell me. now i understand. what a lame joke sia. thank god i hate asam pedas. thye worst thing is that my mum cook asam pedas today. omg what a coincidence. cikgu rabiah told us about khairul. i really feel sorry for him. he really look ok sia. ok shall not elaborate here. let it be known to those people concern only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw once again slack period. chem spa was not bad. quite ok la. could come up with somthing for the 1st time. hahaha. hope i did well. pls. econs. as usual noboduy was listening to ms peh. sometimes i really pity her la. pass both my essay and BE-insight. was average la. i cant be too happy just yet. need to jia you!! skipped math lecture to crap in the library. haiz really wanted to go for lecture but debb was like tired so cancelled. gp was presentation by shanas grp. slack again. played the stupid game. stayed back to do the essay test hich the teacher didnt allow me to do during gp lesson. but ok lah was discussing about the topic when its suppose to be a test. haaha. damn funny. then wen the time was up, i didnt realise the teachers was sitting beside yantho and when she turn i swear i thought she was a pontianak sia. was scared at that moment ok. ish. really didnt see her. after that called my mum to fetch coz raining and samo my card no money. yantho wanted to ride home too but he changed his mind cause paiseh. haiz. he ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr half day and im still contemplating as to whether want top go to school or not. going to visit khai tmr with the girls. hope his ok. get well soon kae my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;khas untuk khai &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku berdoa supaya kamu sembuh dengan cepatnya. jadilah seperti dulu wahai kawanku. saya berharap semuanya akan menjadi ok. we'll try to cheer you up kae khai. you have us dont ever forget that. we are your friend and you are our friend. with lots of love, diyanah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115693148105180764?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115693148105180764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115693148105180764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115693148105180764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cover. i need help! argh. oh well no use complaining. life still gets on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115676333002218705?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115676333002218705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115676333002218705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115676333002218705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115676333002218705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-sick-argh-school-is-like-dragging.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115656124540438183</id><published>2006-08-26T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:35:03.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im bored so decided to just try these kinds out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: June 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy.And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you.Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights.You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your self sufficiency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You despise authority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Maroon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Hammer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115656124540438183?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115656124540438183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115656124540438183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115656124540438183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115656124540438183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-im-bored-so-decided-to-just-try.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115651220602297350</id><published>2006-08-25T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T21:33:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you holding my hand tighly and hugging me whispering the words 'i love you' really make me have this kind of feeling. i know i can't let you go even though......................... ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been an ultra tiring week i swear. but the shopping really made me release stress. retail therapy work wonders!! think guys should try doing that too when they are stress. wanted to pon goh han pin's prac yest but shanas paoto me. haiz. in the end i when. complain to him that i dont want sit alone since khairul will n ot be coming to school, so he let me choose the person whom i want sit with. before i could say anything the rest who was there keep asking mr goh to change hafiz place to beside me and let kok xiong sit alone. wah i really pity kkx sia. haiz. poor guy. hmmm. i swear hafiz is irritating ok. because of him i couldn't finish my prac on time. wow. so much for having hafiz as my partner. should just stick to sitting by myself atleast i finish the report on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i shall not elaborate what happen during physics lecture. those who were there started to know more about me and all my other scandals espeacially shanas. now she's bullying my about it. where's the love?? *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game that the other girls came up with was lame lame lame. omg. i totally dont believe in it ok. was fated to be with mandhip(yucks) and SAYANG! ha im ok with the second name but not mandhip. eeew. even in a millions yrs i will never ever be with him sia. and NO I AM NOT INFLUCTUACTED WITH MANDHIP...STUPID FAISAL.hes the cause for everything lah. 1st muhaimin now mandhip. i wonder who else..hmmm. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sayang under my block today. talked about what had happened recently. haiz. im totally confuse. dont worry kae sayang i wont leave you just yet. i dont wish to lose you. seeing you almost want to cry makes my heart hurt. argh. kae i guess the rest is right about this issue. haiz.oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115651220602297350?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115651220602297350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115651220602297350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115651220602297350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115651220602297350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-holding-my-hand-tighly-and-hugging.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115624251539253685</id><published>2006-08-22T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T18:31:32.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ive not updated for so long. been too busy lately. yap. so many test these fews days. promos coming soon. argh!! i need to start mugging already. i NEED TO BE PROMOTED!! wah if I were to ever retain i'll just transfer myself to a poly. oh well. i'm gonna try to try my best. need to show those peeps out there who think i cant even make it (you know who you are) that i'm going to get a much better grades then them. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been a roller coaster ride life last week. ups and downs. sometimes i just feel like giving up. really. oh well there are still some things that will always keep me motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aces workout i swear is B-O-R-I-N-G!! omg cant they like customise the regime or someting? its so old and boring. the last i did it was in primary school. oh my. why oh why!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my comp batt is getting flat and i've got no idea why i cant charge it. oh well. shall update more next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115624251539253685?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115624251539253685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115624251539253685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115624251539253685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115624251539253685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-ive-not-updated-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115535562125126468</id><published>2006-08-12T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:07:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think everything that has happened to me has its reason. it really made me wiser and more mature. it help me see the other side of life which i do not experience. the grass on the other side is not always greener. it really help me open up to a lot of things. it really made me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know court case was not something to be mess with. once its a judge order, we have to follow it and its really troublesome to take back the proceeding. i swear i didnt noe all this till yesterday. i thought case under bpc (beyond parental control) doesn't really occur in real life and only occurs in tv ok if not it doesn't occur to people that i know. haiz. at first i really didn't know how to handle it but alhamdullilah i managed to convince her n her mother. hmmm. yesterday really made me realise to not take things for granted. do not waste the second chance that you are given to reset your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel sorry to parents who have trouble controlling their child. they worked so hard for them yet their child still give them lots of trouble. but who should be blamed? the parents or the child? is it the way the parents run the house that made the child like that? or is it due to the influences that the child receive from their friends? i still cant figure it out. what ever it is i will always trying my best to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the experiences that i have had so far, i think i just want to be a social worker when i grow up. i get to help those who really need it. think i should consider it. lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the crisis yesterday, i really enjoyed the day. the rest of it i shall not elaborate la. but i really had fun. lalala. trying new things and helping to solve problems that i've not encountered in my life. thank god im the daughter of police officers. my parents was practically guiding me all the way yesterday. love them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an experince. what a life. even though its all coming all at a sudden, im still loving it. i love challenges. yayness to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115535562125126468?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115535562125126468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115535562125126468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115535562125126468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115535562125126468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-everything-that-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115518953110626936</id><published>2006-08-10T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:03:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fireworks yesterday was nice!! didnt regret waiting for it. but i'm just not use to lots of people around me. argh! 1st time i see that place conjested with lots of peeps. i'm not used to it. usually i go there its practically empty with peeps here and there and minding their own business. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached around 5+ and to our surprise, the place around esplanade there was conjested with people can. omg. some were even having a picnic!! wat a place to have it. hmmm. walked to fullerton and just explore the place. the small merlion is cute i tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learn a lesson yest. when you intend to watch fireworks on nation day, remember to bring along some food. got a little hungry yest. haiz. after firework went to polar and i bought cream cheese cake and Man bought 2 chicken pie. 1 for me and 1 for him. lala. shared the cake. hmmm i think polar cheese cake is not that bad after all but the best is still at secret recipe. yummy. shall treat him there 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home. i really enjoy long bus ride home. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still got lots of things to do. die.l and thank god tmr's fri. slack day in school. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to meet mich and nat for swenson ice cream. meet deb to pass her my chem notes. tuition my cousin at 3. tuition ella at 5. haiz. what a life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;michelle: &lt;/b&gt;my dear i'm really alright im serious. your laser eyes doesn't seem to be working. hahahas. all problems have been cleared. so dont worry about me kaes. love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;adlin:&lt;/b&gt;l alalala. hey the same thing again!! gal i guess its a gemini thing again. hahaha. this week is 'housework' week. hahaha. hey adlin since when were you so ultra hardworking? hmmm. ya think you're really stress too. hahaha. love ya n miss ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;valerie:&lt;/b&gt; val sure can bah. when theres a will theres always a way. hahas. we must work for the time to crap. lalala. love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spreading the love around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115518953110626936?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115518953110626936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115518953110626936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115518953110626936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115518953110626936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks-yesterday-was-nice-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115504843696875188</id><published>2006-08-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:50:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm getting more and more retarded. i'm doing housework even before being told/ forced to do it. think im really stress. wanted to go beach to relieve stress but was too lazy to go out so did housework instead. i know many say doing housework make them even more stress but its the opposite for me. hmmm think im just unique. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;its not easy to forgive you actually but its also not easy to remain angry at you. i really was really heartbroken when i saw what you typed. really didnt feel like talking or msg you then. but this morning when i saw your message i just couldnt stay angry at you. talked to you just now. really felt better. but it soon change to a sense of regret after i told you what my friend say and u kept quiet cause you were feeling guilty and real bad. you said something that really melt my heart. im so so sorry. i really dont have the heart to make you sad. everytime u're sad i'm sad too as a part of you have grown in me. i hope we wont fight again. remember the promise that we made that day? i want that to happen always. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115504843696875188?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115504843696875188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115504843696875188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115504843696875188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115504843696875188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-im-getting-more-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115501324148224526</id><published>2006-08-08T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:02:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things that i've got to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- start studying for promos. i really dont want to be retain&lt;br /&gt;- study for physic lecture test by tues.&lt;br /&gt;- do econs market failure essay&lt;br /&gt;- do math differentiation tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- do chem tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- do malay hw. construst sentences&lt;br /&gt;- send 2nd draft of eom to ms leow by wed&lt;br /&gt;- study for math test (sequnces and series &amp;amp; mathematical induction) by 25 aug&lt;br /&gt;- do BE-insight&lt;br /&gt;- tuition my cousin&lt;br /&gt;- find how how both my mentees are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i swear i cant remember what more i should do. i really feel theres more to this list. humph.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do during the national day holidays. haiz. i guess my holidays are gone AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115501324148224526?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115501324148224526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115501324148224526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115501324148224526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115501324148224526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-that-ive-got-to-do-start.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115495564366799113</id><published>2006-08-07T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:00:43.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHY OH WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae i still dont know what to wear for tmr. haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115495564366799113?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115487767382108970</id><published>2006-08-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:23:17.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is just killing me. really shouldnt have taken that subject. i'm suffering now. argh! on top of that i need to help my sis to compose a remix of bollywood songs for teacher's day. i swear its difficult since i've lost my sense of music ever since i quit band. haiz. what a life. thank god theres holiday next wk if not i'll just jump down. not what, jump down into the pool only. hahas. kae i'm mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115478679104411157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115478679104411157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115478679104411157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-i-shall-double-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115477778398702458</id><published>2006-08-05T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:36:24.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>burp!! just finish eating my 1st meal for the day. nasi lemak. fall aslp while waiting for my mum to finish cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 (tts very early considering today is sat). had math lecture. i reached there at exactly 8.00 am n i thought i was late but i swear when i entered the audi it was practically empty with small groups of people here and there. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go for mentor initiation today for '4pm' but obviously i didnt cause mich ask me to go for the reading programme coz they really short of peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really fun. went to school as usual. tt irritant have to keep asking me to go for squash practise. please la it doesn't mean i'm in the same class as you i must always listen to you right? the rest of the gals not going why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pe. ha 1st time i was so enthu about taking my nafa. funfunfun. even b4 bodak chew call my name i already volunteered myself to do the item.haha. total madness i know. timing for shuttle run improve by 0.6sec. frm 12.0 to 11.4 sec. wow. considering my shoe was 3 size bigger than my normal 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to gym after school. ask Man folllow me. ha he pancet. lala tu la dah lama tak work-out kan. cakap orang. see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang out with him for awhile before going to my mentee's hse. 1st time i realy really talk to her on a one-to-one basis. gave her tuition. after that she shared with me her problems. really felt sorry for her la. haiz. didn't know she was facing this. gave her a few good advice. crapped till her mother had to come out of the kitchen and say " diyanah dah lambat. nanti emak tak risau ke? diyanah penatkan."( diyanah its getting late wont your mother be worried for you? i'm sure ure tired) haha looked at the time and its already 9.45. how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just listening to ella's problems and giving her advice just made my day really. the sense of accomplishment is great. love her loads. dont worry too much kae girl. i'm always her for you. don't worry i'll never give up on you. we must work together till you achieve. insya-allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when will you ever understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115477778398702458?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115477778398702458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115477778398702458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115477778398702458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115477778398702458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/08/burp-just-finish-eating-my-1st-meal.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115452688458137051</id><published>2006-08-02T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:54:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had an intra shcool bowling tournament today. the 1st game was confident that we could win but after secong game all my hopes were dashed. haiz. dont worry lah michelle i'm sure u'll be a better player in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a call from adlin on mon. omg i really really miss her. hmmm. talked till quite late. fun. i think i really got alot to share with her. design some designs for the msn background for Man n myself to use. ha another thing the same. think my design is nice. sexy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chem remedials on mon. wow think i really benefited from the session. magic-ly i could answer all the questions. wow so proud of myself. had trouble with one but khai and ee hern help me out n soon i understood and applied the same concept to the other questions. wow 1st  time i could answer a chem qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues was like any other day in school. nothing special happened. had to run 2.4km in the morning as warm-up. argh! told mrs koh i dont want my reading to be taken. walaw she cheat us can. we ran most of the distance she keep saying we walked more than we run. haiz. played tennis. overall it was fun la. i like.  wah almost thought i lost my physic tys. almost wanted to cry. lucky sarah acc. me to the class to check whether i left it dere by mistake. was happy when i found it. luv ya sarah for acc. me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had econs and gp essay test. screwed. didn't know what to write. i was practically crapping. haiz. what a life. went for bowling. den cab home with mich. thankz mich for paying the taxi fees. u sure u dont want me pay half of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finger pain again. hack la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uoyevoli-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115452688458137051?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115452688458137051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115452688458137051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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DOWN...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must things happen to me all at one time?? i really dont noe what to do. thanks guys for cheering me up namely Man, sam, abang imis and hui yun and those whom i forgot. sorry. love you guys loads. dont worry im ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;b&gt; ella&lt;/b&gt;, my fellow mentee, take care kae. dont forget to take for breakfast always or else u'll faint again. so worried when i found out that you were warded. hope you're ok. i'm praying that u'll get well soon. dont forget to msg me once you're discharged kae. i want to know how ure doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;elsha&lt;/b&gt;, my other fellow mentee, i'm glad that u're doing well in school. do keep up with it. anything jangan ragu-ragu to msg kakak kae. i'm always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fellow l-c members&lt;/b&gt;..i need yor laughter and jokes. i need someone to lighten my mood. how i wish we were like before. laugh non stop still be dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz i guess i'm just torn in the middle. i'm totally lost of what to do. haiz i need a hug. i need comfort. i need guidance. please. i'm seriously blank on what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glueing back all the pieces and becoming strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115427049821715399?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/feeds/115427049821715399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808793&amp;postID=115427049821715399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115427049821715399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808793/posts/default/115427049821715399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childnextdoor-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-breaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>The Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029654118210510967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808793.post-115415345165010281</id><published>2006-07-29T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T14:16:33.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha just came back from the "fruit fiesta" organised by the police co-op. as usual at first thought it was boring. we were among the early bird dere. omg can you even believe it i was early? its all thanks to my dad. the theme for the event was old kampong days. all the games organised were played ages ago. i swear police are cheapo. their goodies bag are so so extremely pathetic. no comments. what Man would always say N.C..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate our breakfast there and i swear the food was expensive la. extortion of money sia. haiz. ok hack. after eating, both my sis and myself decided to try out the games at the booth cause we were bored to death. ha i tink i kapo-ed all the prizes sia. the games were lame and easy. yayness to me i could win. *claps* played capteh for awhile. funfunfun. managed to kick it 3 tyms in a row but cant be bothered to collect the prize cause the prize is rather pathetic..a small teddy bear. when to collect durians and 3 other kinds of fruit for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to register ourselves for the tele-match since they were looking for people. our groups rawks!! we're called the incredibles! unlike the other grps we were the only group that had different races together. and guess what we were the overall champions. yayness!! we rawk! took some photos with a snake which the snake man put on me. omg it was scary. i'll neva ever forget the feeling of having a snake wrap around me. wow. stayed for awhile but soon we went off. cant be bothered to stay for the lucky draw. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im darker now. how? ever since the netball interclass and now this. humph. nevermind black is sexy. hehe. i can be as black as him. lalala. i like. same same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm gonna upload the photos that i took today some other time. im just too tired. going gym later with my sis. i need to work-out. i want to tone up my body. i want abs and not fats. argh. i'm so gonna work for it. jia you to me! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you always..muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808793-115415345165010281?l=childnextdoor-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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