<?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-5691143297938952981</id><updated>2011-09-02T20:53:26.099+08:00</updated><category term='where are you?'/><category term='Every move I made'/><category term='h'/><category term='Your words are killing me.'/><category term='You may have the chance to be my hero.'/><category term='I am thinking him always.'/><category term='The truth.'/><title type='text'>Vindicated</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691143297938952981.post-5444117413476434885</id><published>2011-01-24T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:39:38.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasnt easy for me to accept this simple truth</title><content type='html'>Do you feel the same way I'm feeling? The nearer the date, the more arguments and the more insecure you will be? If possible I dont want to get up from bed and just sleep through the nights till the day arrive. Sigh. I cant stand looking at both of us envelope in misery. Its a sad situation. I hate this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5444117413476434885?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5444117413476434885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-wasnt-easy-for-me-to-accept-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5444117413476434885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5444117413476434885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-wasnt-easy-for-me-to-accept-this.html' title='It wasnt easy for me to accept this simple truth'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4891011813591491695</id><published>2011-01-22T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:20:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage Rebellion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l582sl7Idy1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/tumblr_l582sl7Idy1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew predictions were pointless, and besides, I could barely understand the past. These days, all I could say for sure that I was ordinary in a world that loved extraordinary and the realization left him with a vague feeling of disappointment at the life he'd led. Thinking back, I knew I had no one to blame but myself, and more than anything. I can be a bitch if life gets bitchier each day. Maybe you should know I never stopped loving you and I never stopped thinking about you. Yes, Trust is like a Virginity, I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4891011813591491695?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4891011813591491695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/teenage-rebellion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4891011813591491695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4891011813591491695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/teenage-rebellion.html' title='Teenage Rebellion'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-9020581032395227532</id><published>2011-01-13T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:23:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=163027_1704003516250_1122856864_1863827_7160682_n-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/163027_1704003516250_1122856864_1863827_7160682_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to choose between breathing and loving you. I would use my last breath to say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;They’re not listening to me, only you does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-9020581032395227532?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/9020581032395227532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-last-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9020581032395227532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9020581032395227532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-last-breath.html' title='My Last Breath'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8111868648264340208</id><published>2010-12-05T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T13:10:11.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where are you?'/><title type='text'>If you cant be a miracle,be one</title><content type='html'>Keep the past in your heart and future in your sight,and know the sun will still rise if you cant sleep. Happy third monthsary my dear. I'm glad to hear from you that you joined in the gaiety yesterday. While here I am, suffering of gastrict flu. Sometimes the box of toys is too big to move by myself. Maybe the bed is too wide to reach across to pull the sheets straight. Every single day, there are things I have to do that are too hard for me to do alone. I'm lucky to have you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I start to cry today, I will just let the tears come. It is okay to cry, even if i dont know why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8111868648264340208?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8111868648264340208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-you-cant-be-miraclebe-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8111868648264340208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8111868648264340208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-you-cant-be-miraclebe-one.html' title='If you cant be a miracle,be one'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1462823942665507284</id><published>2010-12-01T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:56:07.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>continuation,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be afraid to face the world. Be sincere and truthful to yourself and others. Karma's a bitch, let it do its job. A liar wont go far, cos one day they'll be trap; truth will reveal. Show your colours to the world, walk with pride and joy, from there you will know I'll be holding your hands and walk with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1462823942665507284?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1462823942665507284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/continuation-dont-be-afraid-to-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1462823942665507284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1462823942665507284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/continuation-dont-be-afraid-to-face.html' title=''/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7124656138376133980</id><published>2010-12-01T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:50:37.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me trust you by dawn</title><content type='html'>Every day I get more afraid of giving my heart away. Scared of what love will bring. I'm too nervous to hear the words you'll say. I find myself lost in you, not sure if I want to be. I see the looks that you give, and wonder what you see in me. I dont want my heart broken, But, I am so in love. I cant seem to give up. A guy sent from above, so I'm gonna trust you. Please dont let me down. I am giving you chance to turn my life around. Dont take it for granted, cos it might not last long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7124656138376133980?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7124656138376133980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-me-trust-you-by-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7124656138376133980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7124656138376133980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-me-trust-you-by-dawn.html' title='Let me trust you by dawn'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6504645810819074912</id><published>2010-11-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:58:44.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your words are killing me.'/><title type='text'>I know i've never reach your expectation</title><content type='html'>Me,i'm scared of everything. I'm scared of who i am, what i did, but most of all i am scared of walking out of this room and never feeling for the rest of my life, the way i feel when i'm with you. Ask yourself, do you feel like the way i feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6504645810819074912?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6504645810819074912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-ive-never-reach-your-expectation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6504645810819074912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6504645810819074912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-ive-never-reach-your-expectation.html' title='I know i&apos;ve never reach your expectation'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-777585929523508651</id><published>2010-11-18T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T13:10:20.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You may have the chance to be my hero.'/><title type='text'>I can stand what i know.Its what I dont know that frightens me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody is frightened sometimes. Loud thunder and a bright flash of lightning scares me. I dont want being scared to keep me from doing something I really want or need to do. I'll just go slow, be brave, and do it anyway. When being scared means I need to be careful, I will pay attention and be careful. No I'm not scared of loving you. I will take my time in everything I am doing, so I can keep my fears small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;To be trusted by those who love us, we need to tell the truth. The reason if i lie is because I'm afraid that telling the truth will get them into trouble. But  I was told it works just the opposite of that. If I tell 'you' a lie and 'you' catches me at it, then I'm in a trouble for sure. But promised me not to getmad if i always tell the truth, even if what I did was not so good. I've not been lying. I've never betrayed your love. I will always tell the truth. Lying makes things too complicated for us, anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOS1D2G4_tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9yu7kOIT_YU/s1600/1_555744990l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOS1D2G4_tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9yu7kOIT_YU/s320/1_555744990l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;"My dear Picaresque, you came into my life and make me fly again. You twinkled my heart with your perfections. The only guy I treasured the most. Please don't stop saying 'I LOVE YOU'. Hold me tight and I'll hold you tight. Never let it loose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-777585929523508651?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/777585929523508651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-can-stand-what-i-knowits-what-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/777585929523508651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/777585929523508651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-can-stand-what-i-knowits-what-i-dont.html' title='I can stand what i know.Its what I dont know that frightens me.'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOS1D2G4_tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9yu7kOIT_YU/s72-c/1_555744990l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691143297938952981.post-4593589473140740059</id><published>2010-11-17T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:51:35.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No other man, Just you</title><content type='html'>In my dreams, I am free from falling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4593589473140740059?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4593589473140740059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-other-man-just-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4593589473140740059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4593589473140740059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-other-man-just-you.html' title='No other man, Just you'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3900483927297443145</id><published>2010-11-16T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:04:03.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The truth.'/><title type='text'>Wherever you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOJy-svs4qI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Wr5eqIyAG9A/s1600/masquerade7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOJy-svs4qI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Wr5eqIyAG9A/s320/masquerade7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that feeling.You know, the one you get when you take a deep breath and suddenly everything feels like its going to be okay.When you're hopeless as can be and life is going nowhere,there's those moments we have every now and then where we just stop and we get this feeling , that cant be described, hahs.You just feel like everything is going to be alright. Like the world stop spinning for a second and everything was clear. There's no lies in between us. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3900483927297443145?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3900483927297443145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/wherever-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3900483927297443145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3900483927297443145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/wherever-you-are.html' title='Wherever you are'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvZDA9cSqAE/TOJy-svs4qI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Wr5eqIyAG9A/s72-c/masquerade7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691143297938952981.post-2081641265003678495</id><published>2010-11-16T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T16:02:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a little truth behind every "just kidding"</title><content type='html'>I wish you were here to take away this pain.  But i dont see you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-2081641265003678495?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/2081641265003678495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/theres-little-truth-behind-every-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2081641265003678495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2081641265003678495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/theres-little-truth-behind-every-just.html' title='There&apos;s a little truth behind every &quot;just kidding&quot;'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8076581021099865832</id><published>2010-11-12T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:12:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How strange the moon is</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i look back and see all of the mistakes i've made,remember the promises that were broken,the lines that were redrawn,the tears that were shed,and everything i could have done differently but i guess i dont really want to change a thing because it brought me to where i am now,to you,and that makes it all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8076581021099865832?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8076581021099865832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-strange-moon-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8076581021099865832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8076581021099865832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-strange-moon-is.html' title='How strange the moon is'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7213044353742326418</id><published>2010-06-08T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:38:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is one bite away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cropCIMG6358.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/cropCIMG6358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG its raining! hell yay! I'm sorry i couldn't sent sis off to airport. I was hell tired and sleepy since my schedule this time round totally sucks. I'm hoping you've got a safe journey to and fro and i'll most probably miss your craps even though you're being a bitchy almost every time. pfft. Dad been controlling me ever since i've been reaching home late nights, sometimes he dare not to sleep and wait for my come back. It seems so ridiculous, i mean i've already legally turn 18 and i think i'm aware of my timing. It's not that i want to reach home late?!?duhh! You cant stop yourself blabbering on me, which makes me think that it's always my fault. and sometimes mum gave me a cold look. it just irritate and annoy me alot. tsk. i'm not being a nuisance or nonsense all this while, tho. i'm trying to make things change. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;So I won’t hesitate no more. It cannot wait, I’m sure, there’s no need to complicate. Our time is short, this is our fate: I’m yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7213044353742326418?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7213044353742326418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/06/happiness-is-one-bite-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7213044353742326418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7213044353742326418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/06/happiness-is-one-bite-away.html' title='Happiness is one bite away'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4877871570070733217</id><published>2010-05-18T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:47:05.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nahh!</title><content type='html'>It's a matter of time before you will truly appreciate a person.It's a matter of chance before the right person comes at the right time and at the right place.Nobody really knows how the world works.Nobody really understands how the universe will conspire for you to meet the person you will love or have connections with.It just happens.You just smile and the story begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4877871570070733217?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4877871570070733217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/05/nahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4877871570070733217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4877871570070733217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/05/nahh.html' title='nahh!'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5548064841344117850</id><published>2010-04-20T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:31:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=000727.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/000727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to haggle with you. Its just a small matter and i don't wish to exaggerate it. I'm currently at work and enjoying my free time here. hees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5548064841344117850?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5548064841344117850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/bring-it-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5548064841344117850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5548064841344117850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring it on'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8966820403068257969</id><published>2010-04-19T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:12:37.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.quote	{mso-style-name:quote;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=000520-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/000520-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. You’re such a bustard!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8966820403068257969?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8966820403068257969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8966820403068257969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8966820403068257969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/left-behind.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1453332416699288551</id><published>2010-04-05T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:45:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=040120101714f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/040120101714f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.quote	{mso-style-name:quote;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve got to really plan out my time management cos I really sucks in managing time. I multi-task almost everyday and I almost stressed out. That shouldn’t be the way. &lt;span class="quote"&gt;I want to believe in it all again&amp;gt;&amp;gt;in art, fate, and love. And I want to believe that I’ve made the right choice and that I’m on the right path and there’s still time to fix the mistakes I’ve made. And I guess I want hope. I don’t want to be left alone behind. I need to start studying now. enough with entertainment, it brings you nowhere. I’ve got to control myself or it’ll get worst. I believe in karma, time is always not by our side. Time to get myself settled down with calculators and assessment book in front of me. That’s it, its changing. I’m looking forward for tomorrow, working with the awesome people. Tomorrow will only be Su and Me. She’s in the morning and I’m in the afternoon. So I will do the closing which I’m still unclear off. But R says someone will assist me. Hmm, who will that person be?? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I’m sorry I’m not who you thought I was, but what’s happened is in the past and all I can do is try to change and if you can’t accept that, then you weren’t who I thought you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1453332416699288551?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1453332416699288551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1453332416699288551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1453332416699288551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/04/miss.html' title='A miss'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8716999488841780335</id><published>2010-03-03T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:46:43.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang On</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG6066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG6066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will be back updating about the trip to Batu Pahat. I’m bed ridden for almost a day. I can hardly get up or walk to the kitchen. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8716999488841780335?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8716999488841780335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/03/hang-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8716999488841780335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8716999488841780335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/03/hang-on.html' title='Hang On'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4541838047768922754</id><published>2010-03-03T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:34:23.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}p	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto;	margin-right:0in;	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;	margin-left:0in;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.quote	{mso-style-name:quote;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101659.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101660.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270220101666.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/270220101666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i need this world to stop, just for a while until i figure out how i’m gonna get my life back on track. Because I’m way far behind and everybody else is ahead of me, fret not. &lt;span class="quote"&gt;All I want to do now is stay at home and kick off these incredibly painful shoes, eat pizza and watch some really bad TV where people’s lives are more screwed up than mine, hehe, better not, cos that’s just gonna fright me off. Tomorrow is my official last day, I’m pretty sure I’m gonna miss those awesome people, especially my supervisor, who actually love to disturb me. Haha! We’ve been cracking jokes and bursting out laughter which only both of us would know. hahs!, the madness in us huh! (you know I know). 3 consecutive days of not attending work really bore me off. Every time the sunlight penetrates through my glass window of my room, I know its already morning, so I bathe out and quickly go out. When the moon appear, I’m already home. I look upon the stars and &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span class="quote"&gt; like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. Sigh, I should change the way I am now. It totally sucks things out and turns out to be disappointing. Ouh, craps, I hate it even. Now I feel so lazy to attend work, ok better not, I’ve got to enjoy last day of work, sheesh. So this post is meant to be posted on Saturday, 27 March, but I didn’t got the time to publish it up. Hehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4541838047768922754?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4541838047768922754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4541838047768922754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4541838047768922754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-2285187644400230573</id><published>2010-02-17T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T14:48:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just because somebody flirts with you doesn’t mean they like you. Just because somebody likes you doesn’t mean they want to go out with you. Just because somebody goes out with you doesn’t mean they love you. Just because somebody loves you doesn’t mean they won’t hurt you. Because people lie and things change, boyfriends cheat, best friends leave and there are always those people that would kill to see you fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-2285187644400230573?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/2285187644400230573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/02/moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2285187644400230573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2285187644400230573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/02/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3431246924888379398</id><published>2010-02-09T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:42:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.quote	{mso-style-name:quote;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Maybe its like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And its only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3431246924888379398?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3431246924888379398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3431246924888379398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3431246924888379398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-kills.html' title='It kills'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8892229465455753763</id><published>2010-01-20T01:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:06:19.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}h2	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto;	margin-right:0in;	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;	margin-left:0in;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	mso-outline-level:2;	font-size:18.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me, a mutual addiction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I should start turning off to bed early from now onwards, cos for almost 5 consecutive days, I’ve been turning off late night. Moreover, I’ve been reaching work late for almost 5 consecutive days. I should stop this bad habit and get back to my punctuality. I don’t want this to exaggerate. Lucky I’m in the late shift tomorrow, which means I’m working in the afternoon. I shall take this opportunity to wake up late, and hopefully, will be punctual tomorrow. Enough of taxi fare, I’m running out of cash, I’m cashless right now. I was flabbergasted when I was being informed that i'm working in the early shift on Thursday, wtf! I thought it was canceled? Sometimes they're being very fickle minded. Now i do feel like prancing about in my room, but since its raining cats and dogs, why not i should just turn off? Weather is awesome, i should enjoy sleeping now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Goodnight readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8892229465455753763?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8892229465455753763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8892229465455753763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8892229465455753763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/normal.html' title='Normal'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1524281507760601647</id><published>2010-01-19T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:15:43.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=233348-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/233348-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK MY LIFE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone was in a scintillating mood and something hilarious shot each one of us. I received a smiling card from a promoter, and I’m elated for that. At least I represent my department. Each one of us had to put on smile and pretty make sure that we pay attention on every customer. But in some point in time, we failed to do so. We stood a side and chatted all day long despite having customer beside us. &amp;nbsp;This year campaign is “SMILE”, so we’re being notified to put on our best smile. Sometimes, I just intend to throw on a shitty face to them even though I knew my deception had been discovered but I decided to brazen it out. Hehe, I’m getting sleepy right now, its time for me to snuggle up to my blanket and get a full rest since it’s my &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;OFF&lt;/b&gt; day tomorrow. Perhaps I’ve got something important to settle. Tsk. I cant stay at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1524281507760601647?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1524281507760601647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1524281507760601647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1524281507760601647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-shot.html' title='One shot'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4423567595219306016</id><published>2010-01-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:21:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=221324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/221324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so weird when I stepped into MDIS College. It feels so awkward and I’ve got to double check whether did I board the right transport. Perhaps, it got the same facilities as in Poly but the smaller version. Yes, I’ve made up my mind to enter MDIS college, perhaps my parents especially my mum, encourage me well. I have a hard choice choosing a specific place for my future, and my brain is super corrupted now. I’m continually afflicted by headaches. Tsk. i really couldn’t be more contented with how my life is right now, but to just accept the reality. Yes, I’m living in reality not in fantasy. Now everything’s change, after all its just nothing. I don’t know how disappointed could I be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4423567595219306016?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4423567595219306016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/hopes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4423567595219306016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4423567595219306016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2010/01/hopes.html' title='Hopes'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-493558737426532967</id><published>2009-12-30T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:58:50.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5689.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG5689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.quote	{mso-style-name:quote;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve got a fucking retarded sis whose being a nuisance in my life. Deep inside my heart, I despise you girls a lot. Get that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In life now, I need some fun and enjoyment. I want forget everything that’s been fucking my life. Therefore, I want to get myself attached to something bolted down, so these winds of circumstance won’t keep blowing me around. From when I land to when I leave, there’s enough time to sleep and have fun. I keep running around when all I want, is to lay motionless. My whole life, I’ve wanted to feel comfortable in my skin. It’s the most liberating thing in the world. That’s why I chose to work and I’m loving work now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-493558737426532967?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/493558737426532967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-wanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/493558737426532967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/493558737426532967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-wanted.html' title='All I Wanted'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3348938337291332358</id><published>2009-12-29T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:58:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's common in everyday life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5578.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG5578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that love hurts, but that’s not true. Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts, losing someone hurts, envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3348938337291332358?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3348938337291332358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-common-in-everyday-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3348938337291332358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3348938337291332358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-common-in-everyday-life.html' title='It&apos;s common in everyday life'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6974381834299943689</id><published>2009-12-24T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:20:38.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way</title><content type='html'>Posted on 11/12/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops its so stuffy here and i need to catch a cold shower. I could feel like as though my face is burning and is my skin darker right now? err, after a 3 or 4 hours drenched in chlorine water in Wild Wild Wet? Please, I'm afraid of getting dark actually. Plus my body is itching. Am working in the afternoon shift tomorrow, looking forward for tomorrow's job. I'm gonna put on my new red specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I've got loads of shades right now, and i'm contemplating of getting more. haha! Insane right? Well i need more blouses or shirts and not forgetting pants as well. I'm lacking of it! tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6974381834299943689?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6974381834299943689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6974381834299943689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6974381834299943689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-way.html' title='That&apos;s the way'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8354862283716971395</id><published>2009-11-25T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:40:16.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Directions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_kthsq7QnxL1qza6kro1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/tumblr_kthsq7QnxL1qza6kro1_500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8354862283716971395?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8354862283716971395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8354862283716971395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8354862283716971395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/photobucket.html' title='Directions'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5181198777972845711</id><published>2009-11-25T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:49:18.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Every move I made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thinking him always.'/><title type='text'>The Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG5302.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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I could not carry this burden by myself. I tried so hard to keep it to myself and not burst it out again, but I failed. It has been a year since I kept this feeling to myself even though many had heard it repeatedly. I tried so hard to officially vanish him off from my life, but I swear, I could not. Every inch of me is aching and I do not know how to escape this pain. The pain is excruciating, as if a million knifes stabbing my heart repeatedly. The reason is all that I could not muster up the courage to accept that he left me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5181198777972845711?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5181198777972845711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5181198777972845711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5181198777972845711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/pain.html' title='The Pain'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6008594814543585983</id><published>2009-11-24T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:18:00.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're against the other</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;I do not wish my life to be interfered even if it is for my own good. I heard too much gossip.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I need some space to type everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By the way, our babes’ chalet has left an indelible impression on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6008594814543585983?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6008594814543585983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/theyre-against-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6008594814543585983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6008594814543585983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/theyre-against-other.html' title='They&apos;re against the other'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6123175959311654518</id><published>2009-11-17T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:07:43.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_ksxihjuqLf1qze4yoo1_500.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/tumblr_ksxihjuqLf1qze4yoo1_500.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6123175959311654518?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6123175959311654518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6123175959311654518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6123175959311654518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-falling.html' title='I&apos;m falling'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-405714280891754645</id><published>2009-11-10T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:10:54.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM GOING FOR PROM PROM PROM PROM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-405714280891754645?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/405714280891754645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/tsk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/405714280891754645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/405714280891754645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/tsk.html' title='TSK!'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6400905252282587655</id><published>2009-11-10T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:13:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grr, I’m not so sure right now. I don’t feel like going for prom but mum wants me to attend it. Somebody just approach me that he’s buying the ticket from me, but I’m reluctant to give him. I’m being fickle minded right now. I have a day to decide. Oh please, should I go? Not because of that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, even for goodness sake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6400905252282587655?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6400905252282587655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6400905252282587655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6400905252282587655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-2409867295054831503</id><published>2009-11-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:13:31.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=200203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/200203.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Should I say my Saturday was extremely fun and awesome? Damn, it is. Its been a long time ever since I’ve got this sensational feeling for shopping. It really lightens up my day, what’s more, whatever attracts me, I just grab and pay. That is it. I do not have to contemplate for too long. Everything was on impulse. I may not regret it cos I love those stuffs plus shopping with the great girl, my dearest cousin. I may be so fussy and fickle minded, perhaps she’s worst. Ha-ha! I only regret not buying those sandals that I have craved for it for a very long time (It’s on sale!) plus not getting those shades from Cotton On. That pink color! TSK. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-2409867295054831503?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/2409867295054831503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2409867295054831503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2409867295054831503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun.html' title='Fun'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1538772547709657969</id><published>2009-11-05T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:23:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collective sigh of relieve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=200902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/200902.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my little plans and schemes lost like some forgotten dreams seems that all I really was doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;WAS WAITING FOR YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s one big mother fucker that could only make me rave my anger on her. I feel most indignant at the rude way I’ve been treated. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways finally after several days been busy with O levels, went out with my babes to survey on some stuff. 2 more days and papers to go. Next week shall be the last week for O level, and we’re gonna party like there’s no tomorrow after that week. Bitch! I can’t wait for the babes chalet that we’re organizing. I’m looking forward MORE to our babes chalet instead of prom. I was contemplating to sell away the prom ticket at an affordable price. Tsk. Should I give an excuse,?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ Ouh I’m ill, I couldn’t attend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well people will know that I’m malingering. D-U-H-H!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got this thought of shifting and cleaning my room up tomorrow since, I have many of my things disseminating around my room. I want to have a new look for my room. And I’ve also been contemplating to get a queen size bed, even though my room is not that big, shall get the permission from mummy. If possible, get my room painted! Goshh, that is so cool. I like!. And mummy just bought a Loreal Paris lipstick for me. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nahh, I’m being impatient now. I love my girls a lot! 2 weeks more to our babes chalet! I can’t wait. Hope the weather won’t be disappointing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1538772547709657969?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1538772547709657969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/collective-sigh-of-relieve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1538772547709657969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1538772547709657969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/collective-sigh-of-relieve.html' title='Collective sigh of relieve'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5612767226436828822</id><published>2009-11-02T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:57:34.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They show no fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BUSTARD&lt;/span&gt;. “THE MAIN POINT OF O LEVEL IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUSTARD&lt;/span&gt;”, commented Miss M.I studied &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Venice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; like HELL, putting all my effort and time on that topic. I fell in love with that topic until I have to take away my attention from other topics. I studied most of the conflicts. Hoping against hope, as I flip through the pages, not a single topic of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Venice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; came out in that piece of sheet. But if there weren’t globalization, I guess I shall nonchalantly in social studies. Globalization has to be the lucky chapter ever. And now let bygones be bygones, focus on a new subject. Pfft. I am hogging onto tis laptop for too long till I procrastinate on art. Tomorrow I shall be sitting for art exam, which was a collective sigh of relief as the paper starts at 2 pm. Shall burn all my midnight oil on art, tsk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now my room is in a massive mess. That study table of mine is no longer a place to study; it’s where I throw all my notes and books on the table. It’s piling up day by day. O yah, better get going, time is precious, had to head for art right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5612767226436828822?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5612767226436828822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/they-show-no-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5612767226436828822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5612767226436828822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/they-show-no-fear.html' title='They show no fear'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7453300125172474236</id><published>2009-11-02T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:22:51.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWbiechjQpQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWbiechjQpQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!I LOVE THE SONG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7453300125172474236?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7453300125172474236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7453300125172474236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7453300125172474236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-much.html' title='Too much'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1250939320626501010</id><published>2009-10-24T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:03:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Am taking a break actually. Morning alarm clock wakes me up to get my ass off from the bed. So today plan went out as planned. Studied and have lunch alone at Elias Mall and guess what, that lame-o dude had his girlfriend along, oOo. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(didn't know he got one,tsk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was productive tho, but time span was only short. It lasted for 3.5 hours and i made the choice to go home, cos it was freezing cold there. Goshh, now my back hurts that much. bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY AND ABANG SHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(both of your pictures failed to upload.Shall do it some other time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7208917107958901240?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7208917107958901240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-shall-do-very-quick-post-before-i-hit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7208917107958901240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7208917107958901240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-shall-do-very-quick-post-before-i-hit.html' title='One In A Million'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5966128431599652440</id><published>2009-10-17T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:38:17.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=candid-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/candid-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 OCTOBER 2009 marks a special day in every graduating students. 5 years in Coral Secondary means alot to me. I've gone through several obstacle, be it the sweetness and the bitterness. Graduation Day was full of cheering and best part was the refreshment. Lots of pictures taken and its not with me. Camera bat died on me during its function itself, and waiting for the pics to be sent.  So just wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5966128431599652440?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5966128431599652440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/graduation-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5966128431599652440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5966128431599652440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5085516597738952283</id><published>2009-10-17T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:57:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty little secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kid-middle-finger.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/kid-middle-finger.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly despondent on her cos she's a big fat betrayer. She tried her very best to dismay me in front of every people. Who the big hell is she? I didn't know a good adviser could influenced people's mind. Omg, you caught hold most of the people around you just to stay away from me. Perhaps my behavior is much more better than you do. Listen to the right person, cos the person you believed in, is good in manipulating stories. * &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 85%;"&gt;a big laugh on you&lt;/span&gt;*. You acted so well till none realized. I'm not assuming but am stating the true facts here. Get away you betrayer, have some shame on yourself. geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5085516597738952283?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5085516597738952283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/dirty-little-secrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5085516597738952283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5085516597738952283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/dirty-little-secrets.html' title='Dirty little secrets'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6472220627646397006</id><published>2009-10-12T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:27:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension</title><content type='html'>I envied those people who had already finished their national exams, referring to PSLE and N level. They had gone for early holidays while the O level students now had to “chiong” themselves up. Burning off all my midnight oils doing revision and preparing myself for the upcoming paper in a weeks time. So get your head in the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6472220627646397006?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6472220627646397006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/tension.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6472220627646397006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6472220627646397006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/tension.html' title='Tension'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3755252538379163556</id><published>2009-10-09T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:35:24.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I having Asthma?</title><content type='html'>Asthma Symptoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with asthma experience symptoms when the airways tighten, inflame, or fill with mucus. Common asthma symptoms include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Coughing, especially at night&lt;br /&gt;• Wheezing&lt;br /&gt;• Shortness of breath&lt;br /&gt;• Chest tightness, pain, or pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know the Early Symptoms of Asthma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early warning signs are changes that happen just before or at the very beginning of an asthma attack. These signs may start before the well-known symptoms of asthma and are the earliest signs that your asthma is worsening.&lt;br /&gt;In general, these signs are not severe enough to stop you from going about your daily activities. But by recognizing these signs, you can stop an asthma attack or prevent one from getting worse. Early warning signs include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Frequent cough, especially at night&lt;br /&gt;• Losing your breath easily or shortness of breath&lt;br /&gt;• Feeling very tired or weak when exercising&lt;br /&gt;• Wheezing or coughing after exercise&lt;br /&gt;• Feeling tired, easily upset, grouchy, or moody&lt;br /&gt;• Decreases or changes in lung function as measured on a peak flow meter&lt;br /&gt;• Signs of a cold or allergies (sneezing, runny nose, cough, nasal congestion, sore throat, and headache)&lt;br /&gt;• Trouble sleeping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3755252538379163556?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3755252538379163556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-i-having-asthma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3755252538379163556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3755252538379163556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-i-having-asthma.html' title='Am I having Asthma?'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6657778189002899431</id><published>2009-10-07T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:36:39.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say Jump, You say how high</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QfNvVbdrhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QfNvVbdrhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yargh, this song kept running on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When i say jump, you say how high;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ain't never seen nobody-ody get so high;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a bird, Like a plane, this party-arty insane;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This party-arty insane so jump jump jump jump!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6657778189002899431?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6657778189002899431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-say-jump-you-say-how-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6657778189002899431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6657778189002899431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-say-jump-you-say-how-high.html' title='When I say Jump, You say how high'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6682228178065733283</id><published>2009-10-07T16:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:50:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hitting the books later on, and I'm fucking bored at this point in time. 2 days straight stuck at home and 1 more day to go and I'm heading school on Friday. On MC for 3 days. geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6682228178065733283?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6682228178065733283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6682228178065733283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6682228178065733283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/mc.html' title='MC'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-2072312685204464111</id><published>2009-10-06T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:13:42.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They changed everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG5130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are making a big fool of themselves and even small kids understand it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because of that?”&lt;/span&gt; That is so silly. Its just a small tiny-winy matter and you’re trying to make a fuss over it? How could that be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the crap here, ok truth is I’m bored and sick. Fever and fever, flu and flu, I’ve not taken my medicines cos I don’t want to. I’m still contemplating whether to give a second ditch for school tomorrow. Pfft. I don’t have the energy to even get up from bed when suddenly my body feels so weak. And my hands are cold. Now what? See the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst scenario even, I reached home from my study group with the girls, my room was in a mess whereby all the bags were flunk over the room, and my wardrobe was widely opened. It looks like as if someone has gotten into my room and ransacked my stuffs. It wouldn’t be anyone else if it weren’t to be my sis. How could I know that? She left her clothes on my bed, and take out the mini-skirt I had in my wardrobe which I can no longer fit it. Aha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loser much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called on her phone and came ranting on her. She was a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; noob&lt;/span&gt; and quickly hang up the phone, switched of her phone to avoid me reaching on her. Audacious isn’t that?  I could no longer rave my anger on her, all I did was to turn her room upside down; emptied her wardrobe and emptied her container filled with her books. Now, things are all over her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mess was a bolt from the blue. I’m sulking because of her irresponsible act.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-2072312685204464111?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/2072312685204464111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-changed-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2072312685204464111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2072312685204464111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-changed-everything.html' title='They changed 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It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;super-duper-ultra&lt;/span&gt; awesome with the cousins and aunties, not forgetting my mummy, who has been supportive all this while. They are great people, geez. So, Saturday, half of the day was truly spent in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; since some of the relatives were there, and all houses we attended served us food. How great was that! 3 houses were in JB and we reached &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at 6:30pm? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if im not mistaken)&lt;/span&gt;. Drove down to Bukit Panjang &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and Bukit Gombak for another relative house. Daddy did not tagged along cos he was too BUSY with the F1 race, so second sis and me had to hop onto aunt’s care. Gyeah. Gosh, the atmosphere was different.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And today, Sunday, was another outing day with my aunt. BUT for this time, mummy and daddy weren’t around so me and sis had to hop onto aunt’s car again. But without mummy it was a bore. At least there is something rather than nothing? Cousins really rock the day off, especially the sarcasm and the jokes. Really, love them to the max. Unfortunately, we had to end the day early since next day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt; people are schooling, and one of them is ME. hehe! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more to go inside cousin's camera. i've not received any of it from both parties)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7224181274428790225?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7224181274428790225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7224181274428790225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7224181274428790225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-day-out.html' title='Hari Raya Day Out'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1987650397635498285</id><published>2009-09-25T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:34:35.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont care</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ie9ZCXT9gYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ie9ZCXT9gYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just could not stop looking over 2NE1 music videos. It’s an addictive. I love those lyrics they composed. Yours truly totally loves it very much. My, their songs are running on my mind. Oops one more, their videos are cool, babeyh. See how they organized it, its super-duper-ultra awesome aint it? Geez, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1987650397635498285?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1987650397635498285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1987650397635498285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1987650397635498285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-care.html' title='I dont care'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-9134309768135735966</id><published>2009-09-25T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:26:28.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely a new one</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was a fun and kicking day with the girls. Each one of us except Mai brought our own lappy to WS lib and I’m busy searching for a suitable prom dress and I found one, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; it’s meant for tailor made. SO my hopes is gone and I’ve yet to find one, finding right now. I’ve not received any emails from _____ about the dress. I doubt she’s busy. Anyways end of school prelims and it’s back to normal lessons. (how boring could that be) 3 weeks more to survive, 1 week of study break and I’m absolutely off for major exams. My heart is racing and drumming against my ribs right now. I shall receive unexpected and expected prelim results soon. Oo, it shall be a shocking one cos I’ve made several blunders on most of the papers. Tsk tsk. Paddling the crank to push myself forward.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-9134309768135735966?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/9134309768135735966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolutely-new-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9134309768135735966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9134309768135735966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolutely-new-one.html' title='Absolutely a new one'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8339045991046801706</id><published>2009-09-25T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:02:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goody goods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=66284080-02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/66284080-02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=65271301-01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/65271301-01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=65049163-01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/65049163-01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would like to own this after O levels, which I would most prolly be working. Damn, these stuffs are cool. I wanne own it. When’s O level finishing??, it seems like as if its wayyy ultra long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8339045991046801706?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8339045991046801706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/goody-goods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8339045991046801706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8339045991046801706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/goody-goods.html' title='Goody goods'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7121881116948247578</id><published>2009-09-21T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:44:59.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minal Aidil Walfaizin</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4965.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4968.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4968.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(in the midst of getting ready,partly of my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let us just celebrate without a father rather than having a nuisance along with us. This year theme color is green and I just realized, green is the new black. Almost everyone wore green. Every house I attended they provided us with food and damn, feeling absolutely bloated right now, and guess what?!? I wanne eat again! Haha! Hari Raya this year is totally a ruined, and I’m &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disappointed + depressed&lt;/span&gt; over it. One’s attitude is just not right. In addition, it does irritate me loads. Comprehended enough?!? Gahh!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So seems that I’m blogging too, I would like to wish &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurairah Happy Belated Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It seems that I’m one day late, but at least I did remember rather than nothing. Right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not looking forward for tomorrow chemistry preliminary exam. I shall come unprepared not studying anything, and geez, art dateline is tomorrow and I need to fasten up my pace. I’ve got &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8395885353948&lt;/span&gt; hours to complete, woo, that’s fake huh!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pictures are still inside the camera and I shall upload it soon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7121881116948247578?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7121881116948247578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/minal-aidil-walfaizin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7121881116948247578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7121881116948247578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/minal-aidil-walfaizin.html' title='Minal Aidil Walfaizin'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5207135099647439434</id><published>2009-09-18T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:15:30.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Hey ho readers, I’m still alive here! Yes yes I’m hectic with an upcoming stuffs and sometimes don’t have the big time to do on blogging. Surprisingly I had another account of blogger, which is tumblr. Apparently, I won’t be abandoning/ ditching this blog tho, cos of certain reasons, This blog will remained updated as usual same goes with tumblr, but on different perspective. But I guess, I’ll be more on tumblr than blogger. Check me out at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.exquisite-secrets.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5207135099647439434?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5207135099647439434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5207135099647439434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5207135099647439434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3973989497426819270</id><published>2009-09-11T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:45:26.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=639ec2a5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/639ec2a5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c8465a12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/c8465a12.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought of going to Geylang, to get some of my stuffs. Yesterday plan was to go alone, but wasn’t that gallant. Perhaps, I had an arduous time to go there and I don’t think my family would want to go there even. Futile enough, huh. And surprisingly, grandma wants to bring me to Geylang but I don’t know when will that be or worst case, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it wont happen. Okay I miss this bunch of cliques when we had our break-fast at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Arnold&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; on the 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of August. I couldn’t deny till now that I’m still craving for more chicken and their potatoes. Totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=020820091116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/020820091116.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY KHALISAH. HAVE A PLEASANT DAY AHEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok I just can’t stand with the situation I’m facing now. Geography and Maths are on Monday and I’m not starting on it. What’s more art mounting boards due on Monday. Damn, I’m in a great despair. I guess even a tight slap wont help me, unless I’m out of this house. That would be a great great decision. I am still being patience and I have not raved my anger or loose respect on them yet. I am keeping the grudge on it. Wait till the time is right. But Raya is next week, asking for forgiveness really wont help but a loud yell on them! I’m helpless, crying silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3973989497426819270?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3973989497426819270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3973989497426819270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3973989497426819270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/worst.html' title='Worst'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7910461523339449626</id><published>2009-09-10T16:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:52:26.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eventually I have been consuming outside food everyday for the past 2 weeks. Thanks to her for not cooking and I am getting bored over it. Yesterday was a great day, break fast at Shaamz house and yeah I’m back to my laughter, but not at this home. I feel so dead here. I almost gave up in life, but since, there is an upcoming paper next week, I could not get myself up to study. I am still dazing around. &amp;amp; ouh, can I throw all my books away? I could not resist looking at it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;macam paham&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So I guess you’re satisfied enough with your decision, huh? I can see your complacent attitude even. Even though you tried to soften my heart, I will not even bother. One’s behavior is stuck up and futile. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/5691143297938952981-7910461523339449626?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7910461523339449626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7910461523339449626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7910461523339449626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3973929222120076718</id><published>2009-09-09T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:23:41.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You caught everyone's attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in the first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you twinkled my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with your perfection (tell me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3973929222120076718?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3973929222120076718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3973929222120076718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3973929222120076718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6151265264497351887</id><published>2009-09-05T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:38:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It totally sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4811.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4812.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{new pic}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All you know was to find an easy way out. Sometimes both of you make a decision without letting us know. Truth is, I cant accept your decision and I’m ashamed of it. Not me but also the rest. I detest both of you for mean while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6151265264497351887?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6151265264497351887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-totally-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6151265264497351887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6151265264497351887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-totally-sucks.html' title='It totally sucks'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3461665168142939847</id><published>2009-08-23T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:18:46.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly everything seems so wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4720.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your behavior is despicable. You acted so well in front of us until none of us realized about it. I have the rights to bitch about somebody if she bitches about me. Gad around backbiting about me all you want, cos I don’t give a damn on you. It is not important though cos I do not have the rights to gag somebody’s mouth even. Believe other peoples saying, and I will not gambit to fight against you. It is such chagrin to have a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3461665168142939847?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3461665168142939847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-everything-seems-so-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3461665168142939847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3461665168142939847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-everything-seems-so-wrong.html' title='Suddenly everything seems so wrong'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-901413220298439386</id><published>2009-08-17T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:41:59.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG2234-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thCIMG2234-2-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thCIMG2234-2-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You say guys cannot be trusted, but you say you're different, what is that suppose to mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Irony) It doesn't make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Irony) It doesn't make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Irony) It doesn't make sense, It really doesn't make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-901413220298439386?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/901413220298439386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/901413220298439386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/901413220298439386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7522350353562704424</id><published>2009-08-16T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:28:04.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just bare with it</title><content type='html'>Finally I made the move to do on blogging cos past days, I have been effing lazy to blog due to the lagging Internet connection who have been a killer all this while. Hence, I’m thankful for that cos I managed to abstain myself from using it and do my revision instead, bravo! ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahuh,my bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). I’ve got tons to blog about several things that have been happening which I miss the chance or an arduous time to find for me to blog about. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inserts smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*. I wont talk much about stuffs in school cos everything is on the same routine, (&lt;strong&gt;revision mock exams homework&lt;/strong&gt;). Its been hustles and bustles. But indeed there’s always twitter to update you readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently National Day 2009 has passed and this time celebration weren’t at home but with some of the cousins at Marina Square. I swear it was bloody crowded and didn’t expect more banglas to be there too. And didn’t expect Mats and Minahs to conquer the whole city. Yes it was damn troublesome to cross from one are area to another. Its friggin uncomfortable there, what’s more, we have to squeeze into one another. Indeed bro told me Marina Square wont be that crowded but as soon as I reached there, it was bloody packed, and we’ve got to walk across into one another sitting area. Sheesh,. We were 20 minutes early from the fireworks and hence, this year fireworks were awesome. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just couldn’t stop laughing over the reactions I made when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fireworks &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blast off, kelakar gler!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Another awesome part was that the guys gave us a treat for dinner at Bedok Simpang / Simpang Bedok &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I don’t know which one was the correct one and instead cuzzie corrected me for the wrong pronunciation&lt;/span&gt;. But to me it doesn’t matter, as long as it sounds &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;same right?).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yeah it was a fun moment since it has been long we gathered together and I reach home at 12:00am whereby everyone in the house sounds asleep and thank god, I did bring my key along. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or I’ll have to wait daddy to return from work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6051_115740702397_709637397_2179898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/6051_115740702397_709637397_2179898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6051_115740742397_709637397_2179906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/6051_115740742397_709637397_2179906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6051_115740757397_709637397_2179909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/6051_115740757397_709637397_2179909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6051_115740797397_709637397_2179916.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/6051_115740797397_709637397_2179916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was a public holiday and as planned, went Johore together with the family. Oops, before I forget, I fall sick right after the National Day celebration with a temperature of 38.1 degree. Tsk tsk. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sedih pe?, but I still followed tho and mum and dad didn’t know ‘bout it. Nyahas!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I’m supposed to get my hair perm on that day but I didn’t cos it was too early. Raya is still excessively long to go. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay no, 1 month 3 days. Hees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) Mum got her hair treatment and highlighted at the usual saloon (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at Angsana Mall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) while me, sis and dad went to the arcade, food court for relaxations. I’ve bought 1 suit of Baju Kurung/ Kebaya for Raya since mum pestered me to get one pair over there. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time didn’t go for tailor as mum and dad were too busy with work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). Drove down to GIANT to do more of groceries shopping. Payment was made and the receipt was effing long. Nyahs!(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standard uhs!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ok , I actually tried on the skirt together with the jean I wore at the boutique, it was ok. But the next day, as I tried on the skirt without jean, it couldn’t fit in, its like wth!?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hahs,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xtra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100820091201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/100820091201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back, Friday, lunch was at Seoul Garden Restaurant with the usual cliques. Mai,Myra and Isah. We were so obsessed to eat Seoul Garden and none had heavy lunch in school and I didn’t bring any meal to school even. It was hella fun eating Seoul Garden at Downtown East, and now, I do prefer Seoul Garden at Downtown East rather than Tampines Mall. Instead Downtown East served us with the food we ordered thru computerized instead having us self-service at Tampines Mall. I had 4 plate/serving of black pepper beef. and we ordered lots and lots of  food non-stop!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;( Myra, watch out if you laughed at me tomorrow in school! I’ll be watching you!hahs!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We sat 2 hours or more I don’t know barbequing our chicken/beef, steaming our prawns, mushrooms, fish balls and more, &amp;amp; dessert was LAST. Atleast dessert there was much more better than Tamp,. But seriously, I do like Seoul Garden at Downtown East. Geez. You people should try it out, babeyh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4616.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4646.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It seems that this post is very lengthy and exaggerating I suppose, but that’s the things that has been happening recently. And weekends this week, I stay at homed for two days! ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally kepe?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whoa!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Half of my Saturday was well spend in school doing art with the rest of the art students. Walked to Central with Hanny and Mariah to get our bubble tea to have a quench of thirst before heading home, and to &lt;strong&gt;Hanny,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m your silent reader, hahas!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet she read my blog, pretty unsure for that, hmmmphh&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I better get going cos its almost night and I’m not even done with any of my homework. I’ve got tons to complete and I’m clever enough for not bringing back my geography textbook home. Thanks to my forgetfulness. Mummy’s birthday is this coming Tuesday and I’ve no idea what gifts to buy for her. All I know was to buy her a bling bling watch cos she likes bling bling but if I buy that bling bling watch, I’m afraid she doesn’t wear it. She might be keeping it memories, hmpphh, it arduous to get a gift for her. No more bags / wallets / accessories for her, cos she have tons in her room! And btw, I need&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$$$&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my make-up spree! Its closing soon! &lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bloody hell). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok toodles, readers! I’m signing out now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7522350353562704424?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7522350353562704424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-bare-with-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7522350353562704424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7522350353562704424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-bare-with-it.html' title='Just bare with it'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5979027488069681243</id><published>2009-08-11T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:47:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your promised is a LIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5979027488069681243?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5979027488069681243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/pardon-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5979027488069681243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5979027488069681243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/pardon-me.html' title='Pardon Me'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7010496264908977802</id><published>2009-08-08T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:10:43.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wailing for Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel insecure when I’m with you. Without fail, we will fight things out unnecessarily and involved the third party along. This will never end as our age grows a year older. Let us see how long will this drag on.&lt;br /&gt;Things going to get better, if you make the initiative to change your attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7010496264908977802?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7010496264908977802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/wailing-for-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7010496264908977802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7010496264908977802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/wailing-for-help.html' title='Wailing for Help'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8652925267108742647</id><published>2009-08-08T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:51:54.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun time</title><content type='html'>Its better to be out during Saturdays rather than rotting at home like a brat. I’m currently outside at the library. I’m supposed to be out alone but drag sis out for companion. Start up the day well with beloved cousin just now before I head for the library. Time span was rather short, as she had to make a move. I’m still contemplating for tomorrow day out again with her. But most probably it shall be a yes. Cos morning plans was to do revision before I head off to Marina. Hmphh,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for Mondays. Hopefully it wont be cancelled off due to some friggin reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Ok im off right now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8652925267108742647?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8652925267108742647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8652925267108742647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8652925267108742647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-time.html' title='Fun time'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1847908521889555209</id><published>2009-08-07T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:55:55.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>I was blog hopping on someone else blog when he/she clearly stated that she had finished painting her O level coursework. He/She is two weeks earlier than the date line given. How I wish I could have finished my coursework by now. I’m half done with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1847908521889555209?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1847908521889555209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1847908521889555209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1847908521889555209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4938912109243815361</id><published>2009-08-07T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:34:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at yourself in the mirror before you say others. You are not as good as, what you think.&lt;br /&gt;I was aghast with your behavior. Nothing pleases me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4938912109243815361?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4938912109243815361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/contemplating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4938912109243815361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4938912109243815361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/contemplating.html' title='Contemplating'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-106424439828268134</id><published>2009-08-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:13:19.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos You Dont Realised It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its not that I don’t want to understand you. But you just make things in a hard way. It was a silence and an apology came through your mind. How many times must that be?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-106424439828268134?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/106424439828268134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/cos-you-dont-realised-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/106424439828268134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/106424439828268134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/cos-you-dont-realised-it.html' title='Cos You Dont Realised It'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7287085299274444589</id><published>2009-08-01T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:25:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could no longer resist it. All I want to say was goodbye to you and never will I look / turn back for you. Thanks for everything my friend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7287085299274444589?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7287085299274444589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7287085299274444589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7287085299274444589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-896115821862462049</id><published>2009-07-26T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:53:02.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've learned ... that when you're in love, it shows."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why everyone is getting sick? That is so boring. Khalisah, Farah and Humaira please recover fast. Haizz. It seems that Khalisah will not be attending lessons for two days, which means, tomorrow I have to walk to school alone. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I could see the time passes by quickly and I had tuition at 5:30pm. Earlier that I dated with bed (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afternoon nap&lt;/span&gt;) since I was friggin sleepy, and I could not stay up any longer. I locked the door with the keys in my pocket so that none could enter my room. I only required peace, but still, I’m still sleepy NOW. I had chemistry for tuition just now, recovered on organic chemistry and alkanes. I swear, it was such a bore! I just couldn’t resist with the boredom on those topics, but indeed I do understand bit by bit. I am dumb in science even thought it was being explained for several times. Pfft. 1 hour 45 minutes on chemistry was a worth for me, even though I stare blankly on the book. I feel like as though I’m floating in the outer space. DANGG!! I need to beat my brains out just to answer that easy question. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG, tuition teacher just scared me out of the hell. He knew I am not ready for that and he was being effing sarcastic. I know what I am doing and I realized it tho. I’m the one whose going through and u do have to understand teenagers nowadays. I know you are trying snap your fingers right on my face, but please cut the act out. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles people, am back to do my homeworks! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hustle and bustle&lt;/span&gt;) Am lazy to finish it up even, suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-896115821862462049?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/896115821862462049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-suppose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/896115821862462049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/896115821862462049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-suppose.html' title='I suppose'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4801036115851303424</id><published>2009-07-25T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:13:33.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos you know what i mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I honestly think it is better to be a failure at something you love than to be a success at something you hate." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=250720091105.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=250720091103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want nobody, nobody but you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weather for the past 2 days. It has been raining early in the mornings, which totally screw my journey to school cos it affects my punctuality. I could be sent for detention, ok not detention, punishment that we had to *tawaf* the whole parade square for a few times or worst come to worst being suspended from lessons. That is so derisory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was time spent with geography class in the morning followed by shopping with Khalisah. Finally, it was such a relieved getting all the wanted stuffs.(wallet, bangles and pants but instead got myself blouses/shirts). I’ve got lotsa homeworks to be completed! Shitty! I’m going to finish up tomorrow. Gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel remorseful for cutting my fringe. It looks funny on me, and I ended clipping it up. I want it grow fast! Ok toodles I’m off now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4801036115851303424?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4801036115851303424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/cos-you-know-what-i-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4801036115851303424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4801036115851303424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/cos-you-know-what-i-mean.html' title='Cos you know what i mean'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7228278985396385354</id><published>2009-07-21T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:38:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says: 'I need you because I love you.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let’s do a short post before I am off to my revision or afternoon nap. The weather has been a killer this few days and its scorching hot. Inspite of the hot weather, I made my way home by walking a few kilometers everyday since I’m saving my bus fare and indeed, it has gone finished! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( pointless).&lt;/span&gt; Ok, lets talk about school, everything seems fine. Teachers are pushing us by giving, stacks of worksheet, and some have to be done as homework. But, apparently, I don’t finish up certain subject of homeworks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; science. You shall seldom see me handing up science homework cos its being so shitty. Hence, I’m forcing myself to do it, cos I want to pass my science. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like duhh&lt;/span&gt;). I owe one set of homeworks and I’ve not done a single shit although its due since last week but being extended to this week due to some ungraceful students. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;them is me&lt;/span&gt;). Hehs! But hey! I’m improving in science, just need to put in more effort in handling formula. Shitty! Art, I’m still painting on the hair. I guess its gonna took me days for me to finish up. I hate it when I find difficulties in painting, cos I intend to give up easily. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes yes, loser much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;huh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090710_094600-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/090710_094600-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a relieving and happier note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinta Fitri Season 3&lt;/strong&gt; has begun since yesterday. It was such a delight indeed. The time has arrived and I’m giving myself free time just for that show. I’m all addicted to that show since season 1. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see, how setia I am to that show. Ahas! Cos my boyfie and scandal is there! Nyahas! * oh come on syaf, dream on*. Haha! Im always dreaming!)&lt;/span&gt;  hahahaha!. Pardon me if I sleep in class. Hees. I know its derisory for me. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I better get going for revision and will be stopping at 9:00pm sharp, ahuh! Time is running. I’m left with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days! Goshh, in a blink of an eye, yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7228278985396385354?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7228278985396385354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7228278985396385354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7228278985396385354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-while.html' title='Its been while'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8880119001520569716</id><published>2009-07-17T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:56:55.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4611-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4611-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thCIMG4608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make it a rule and pray to God to help you keep it . . . never, if possible, to lie down at night without being able to say "I have made one human being at least a little wiser, a little happier, or a little better this day"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was hella tiring cos I have been sleeping quite late for revision and persistently doing on my art. 3 mock exams in a week, and it was kind of a surprise test instead which I did not manage to study. Hence, it was given as re-test the following day, which was good news tho. I did manage to study some of the points, but not as clearly, as it was more to my own knowledge. I am not as busy as what some people are thinking, which make them don’t have the initiative to contact me even. That’s a great disappointment. Gahh! Sickening!. Its Friday, aint looking forward for weekends cos will be spending more to revision instead, since shopping day was brought forward to next Saturday. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). I’ve started staying back for art class since today, and will be continuing it on some of the other days, of course. I’m not having enough time, since my canvas is as big as the size of 6 tables in the classroom. I’m still painting on the hair. Geez. Tonight I’m suppose to spent time with 2 of my beloved cousins, but apparently one had to go off soon. I can’t eat satay or have dinner with her, but instead dinner was at shaamz’s crib. That’s okay, cos i have the time to use her lappy and entertained with the craps. And now, problem problem problem. Shitter! Damn, I’m lack of sleep. Yesterday was the best. I flaked out early. I was too shagged but indeed was still sleepy when I woke up for school today.(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?) But I cant have to miss school. It’s intensive revision now! Gahh! It’s stressing me out. Tuition tomorrow?!? Cancelled I guess. I’m too tired tho. Hmmphh, what’s the point of having tuition if I don’t give &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt; full attention on it. That totally sucks. I shall knock my head on the table then. Geography class early in the morning tomorrow which I’m gonna dragged myself up. Urghh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye, im going to snuggle with my blanket later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8880119001520569716?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8880119001520569716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8880119001520569716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8880119001520569716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5195972775059747514</id><published>2009-07-12T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:40:20.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's there to talk about</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4607.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Anything will give up its secrets if you love it enough. Not only have I found that when I talk to the little flower or to the little peanut they will give up their secrets, but I have found that when I silently commune with people they give up their secrets also - if you love them enough."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuition today was cancelled since mum don’t want me to have it today. It was bring forward to Tuesday afternoon, which imma be cancelling it due to afternoon classes in school. Tonight had dinner at East Coast Park since dad wanted to treat us after a few months away from work. It was supposed to be at Sakura but, mum didn’t want to cos she was craving for seafood and the rest want buffet! It was such a disappointment tho, cos I’ve got sick and tired over the same food there. Tomorrow a school day, no homework to be done, except for revision. I’ve already pack my stuffs, and it seems my room is in a mess. Papers flying over the study table, shirts and blouses on the chair and hangers all over the place. Damn! For sure mum gonna nagged at me and pester me to clean up my room tomorrow. Imma getting sleepy now, I need to have a tight sleep since yesterday night was being so sleepless. Goodnight readers, shall post on the following weekends! Toodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5195972775059747514?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5195972775059747514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-there-to-talk-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5195972775059747514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5195972775059747514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-there-to-talk-about.html' title='What&apos;s there to talk about'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4736390156651994402</id><published>2009-07-11T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:17:33.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/find-a-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful-instead-of/411359.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4602.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4602.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4600.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4535.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4539.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4537.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4537.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a day out with Khalisah. I was so desperate of going out since none is at home. And I am a loser who could not stay at home alone or I’ll get bitchy. Hahas! Kidding!. First few hours was a time spent in studies since Khalisah had her tuition at White Sands. It wasn’t productive for me tho cos I was easily distracted by the people around me. I looked onto the chemistry book and it doze me off. It just couldn’t get into my head, although I tried to. Now I could see how struggling I am to get chemistry dissolve in my brain, cos the course I wanted, required chemistry. Shitty! I need more help on chemistry please. As long as I passed my science, I would be glad for it. Both of us trained down to Tampines since both of us are in a need of birthday presents. Khalisah indeed managed to find some of her wanted stuffs, while I bought my bangles. Gyeah! Again! I would want more if possible! Hahas! Weather tonight was horrible. It was raining horrendously right after I alighted from the bus. Sis was clever enough to wait for me at the other bus stop while I ended up caught in the rain. It wasn’t raining that much, more to drizzling. Imma gonna have sleepless night since imma having my first day of menses. This cramps are just gonna kill me! Gahh! I hope it wont hurt that much. Ahuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091080.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091082.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091070.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, finally have the chance to meet up with Haikal and Feesah at Tampines while strolling. It was a great relief after a year not meeting and working with them. Imma getting sleepy now, I feel like snuggling on my blanket and off to my dreamland. But night is still young and its still Saturday babeyh! Shudn’t I stay a lil bit longer? Hmmmpphh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=110720091081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/110720091081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/i_don-t_pretend_to_know_what_love_is_for_everyone/9668.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4736390156651994402?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4736390156651994402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4736390156651994402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4736390156651994402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/date.html' title='The Date'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6089923608792323970</id><published>2009-07-11T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:26:13.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It happens to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people are just confusing me. I am utterly confused now. Should I or should not I continue with it? I only received a few respond. But indeed a good thing to hear from, “&lt;em&gt;listen to your heart”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to come up with a post yesterday night, but it didn’t. I flaked out early yesterday night. I was exhausted the whole day. School was fine and there aren’t any interesting stuffs happening around. Most of the day we were free form lessons since some of the teachers wasn’t in school. Malay O level Oral is this coming Friday. I did my malay oral practice last two days. I failed reading the passage fluently. I got 7 out of 10. pfft, that was bad. I should have gotten 9 or 10, the best. And, the conversation part was a bit alright for me since I got some of the facts there. I just need to practice getting some of the malay words on my mind. Ahuh!  I’ve been lately reaching home late after school since lessons end late. I could not even have my afternoon nap cos time span was on studying after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4524.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, right after school, had lunch at KFC with the cliques since its been long we spent the time together. (But I didn’t eat). I’ve got to head home as soon as possible, cos meeting up with my beloved cousin at the airport. I wanted to meet her up plus checking out on the courses that I want to apply for DPA. Most of the courses were from Singapore Polytechnic eventually, 2 out of 3 of the courses that I had chosen. The rest were either from Ngee Ann Poly or Republic Poly. Couzzie said imma going to face difficulties in choosing courses in the future cos most of the courses aren’t my type. I am left with 2 days to apply DPA, and waiting for emails from form teacher for my testi to write on the DPA requirements. I need to keep reminding myself to check out my emails on weekends since they’ll be sending it thru emails. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/GetAttachment4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6089923608792323970?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6089923608792323970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-happens-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6089923608792323970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6089923608792323970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-happens-to-me.html' title='It happens to me'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-9100237087742646875</id><published>2009-07-07T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:11:04.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this part</title><content type='html'>You know how it feels when you are being set aside?. It feels like as if you are being bustard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-9100237087742646875?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/9100237087742646875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-this-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9100237087742646875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/9100237087742646875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-this-part.html' title='I hate this part'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4907485618832604416</id><published>2009-07-05T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:53:47.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with Sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4416.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4416.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am tired of saying sorry to you. I don’t think it is my fault now, it is just you who don’t understand my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to study maths / do my art, but I got bored and I did went out with sis. It was the three of us only since mom and dad are working. They wanted so much of going Tampines Mall instead of White Sands. I just wanted to head myself for the library instead of doing a lil bit on spree-ing. That doesn’t happened tho cos sis card is fully borrowed by her friends although returning two books today. I just had difficult time finding the type of book I read but I ended up not being able to loan the book. Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Mall was pretty crowded ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate crowded places&lt;/span&gt;), people going in and out and certain shows are held there. Sis shopped for her stuffs while I did mine too. I tried being thrifty, but I splurge everything out. As usual, I bought accessories for myself. I wanted to get myself a new pair of necklace since my new pair was spoiled. It’s sad to say, cos its one of my favorite. Ahuh! It got totally tangled, and I could not entangled them. It just got worst, and it twists into one another. Haish!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=050720091021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/050720091021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=050720091000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/050720091000.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s this little cute hair band sold at Montip, I wanted to get one of them but I’m already broke, and I adore this bracelet at one of the new shop. Sheesh, why didn’t I bring the rest of my money along? It’s cute and adorable. Urghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch and break, at Mac Café, I was already exhausted once I lay my butt on my chair, and it got me hard to get up. I wanted to stay for a little bit longer but sis was already freezing cold. So we headed back once we finished our quick drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-I got frustrated and dismay over their bitchy behavior. I was called up by certain guys because of them. Some of them are smiling, whistling, and staring. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I thought the hair curler was around a few thirty/ forty dollars, but when I approached the sales girl and asked for the price, it was 300 dollars. I was flabbergasted for a few seconds. Hahaha! I slowly said thank you to her, and leave the cart. Nyahas!. But hey, the hair straightener was cute. It’s mini and gorgeous. There’s design on it but the price was a bomb! Sis and I could only deride on the price,hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want you to get swept away. I want you to levitate. I want you to sing with rapture, dance like a dervish."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4907485618832604416?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4907485618832604416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-out-with-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4907485618832604416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4907485618832604416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-out-with-sis.html' title='A day out with Sis'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4633761595829392816</id><published>2009-07-05T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:15:47.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>action speaks louder than words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4373.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You'll be surprised to know how far you can go from the point where you thought it was the end."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was exceptionally tiring and okay. Nothing seems remotely interesting. I kept dozing off the last two hours before school ends. The school has made the decision to end the lessons at 4:15pm on certain days and I can’t reach home as earlier as 2pm. Goshh, that’s dreading me. School is hectic with Influenza H1N1 case &amp;amp; that means that we have to take our body temperature 3 times a day. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we entered school gate, before the start of the first lesson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and after&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;). Goshh, that’s gnawing I could say. Worst case, recess time, they allocate us to seat according to class and they had put stickers of each classes on the table. How pathetic it could be? Damn, they are treating us like primary school kids. When will this end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Saturday and I’m rotting at home. Feeling terribly bored. I spent the entire afternoon sleeping since I woke up early in the morning. Mum cooked spaghetti and fried rice for lunch and I’m feeling bloated at this point of time. I did a bit on art, and attempted maths question since I have nothing better to do. Whoa, mum arrived home and she brought back a new handphone, nokia express music. Hahs! It seems mine still better than she does. Hahs!. My weekly money is up to date, but it seems I will be receiving it once in a month. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Urghh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly need to complete my English holiday’s homework. I shall make use Monday, since it is a public holiday, to do my essay, report writing, and comprehension before Tuesday come. &amp;amp; Sunday will span time with Maths / art. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Before you start your nuisance, I’ll tell you the story in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just because something good ends doesn't mean something better won't begin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4633761595829392816?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4633761595829392816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4633761595829392816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4633761595829392816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/07/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html' title='action speaks louder than words'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-688644481929185545</id><published>2009-06-29T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:53:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can i do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;utterly&lt;/em&gt; disappointed in you. All i do was crying and hoping for the best. I do seriously hate &lt;em&gt;___.&lt;/em&gt; I am sick and tired of it. I am just too scared to be fool again. Think about it again:(. Reflect your behaviour, you are being cold towards me nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-688644481929185545?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/688644481929185545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-can-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/688644481929185545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/688644481929185545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-can-i-do.html' title='What can i do?'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5396555586687702175</id><published>2009-06-28T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:32:46.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's true we don't know what we've got until its gone,but we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg omg, I think I made a wrong move. Ah shit. Shit shit. Mann, I hate this feeling. I seriously hate this feeling. Its making me culpable and I can be insomnia. I won’t remain calm until I could get rid of this thing from my mind. Gahh! How dumb could I be? Tsk tsk. Ok, enough I won’t stay calm. Where am I going to hide this shame? Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4413.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4410.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Ladies Jangan mau dibilang lemah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kita juga bisa menipu dan menduakan bila wanita sudah beraksi dunia hancur &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey Ladies Sekarang cinta pakai otak &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jangan mau rugi hati juga rugi waktu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila dia merayumu ingat semua bohong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memang lah tak semua laki-laki busuk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun ladies tetap lah harus waspada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;semoga lah kita semua akhirnya mendapatkan cinta yang tulus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(title of the song: Hey Ladies, By: Rossa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did physics,chemistry and maths homework halfway. English and geography homework gone missing! I have searched every nook and cranny but nowhere to be found. I ransacked my whole room, yet could not be found. I guess I might have misplaced it or worst come to worst, I throw it away without notice. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starting tomorrow, and yay! I’m being impatient, I want to see my bunch of cliques. We could spend our break time with laughters, lame jokes, and etc. I want to get a new pair of school uniform. My current one, is getting smaller, I hate wearing small shirts/blouse. It won’t look good anyway. Hur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be blogging as always once school start. I will be doing intensive revision. It’s the time for me to work my mind out. I will be posting once in a week, that will be during the weekends? Ahuh! Or maybe about something interesting. It all depends on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=222642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/222642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=222815.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=222736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/222736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=222720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/222720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be going off for early sleep. Imma lack of sleep and since it’s a school day tomorrow, I wanne have something fresh for tomorrow. Attire check tomorrow. Urghh! I hate this part, for sure culottes will be caught, nyehh.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye! Good night readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KHALISAH! I WANT TO WATCH TRANSFORMER! HOW ABOUT THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5396555586687702175?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5396555586687702175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-true-we-dont-know-what-weve-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5396555586687702175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5396555586687702175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-true-we-dont-know-what-weve-got.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3080782537404189044</id><published>2009-06-25T00:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:02:55.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-load</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morning alarm, at 8:00am for art lessons. I thought art room gonna be chaos having the Sec 4Es around, but apparently, it wasn’t. None attended beside the 4Ns. Yes, I was alone, besides having a friend, Abu, to rely on, to talk with. My layouts had been transferred onto the canvas (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woots, finally&lt;/span&gt;) AND did not have sufficient time to do on color washing. I would expect to stay much longer, but I didn’t. Endeavour with the Styrofoam to do an experiment, but it doesn’t work tho. Indeed, a tissue paper will do! I want a disgusting image for it. Extremely disgusting will do. Ewhh, (*hoping that I would enchant them*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs, besides that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was an awesome day out with the Hoes, FZK. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another bunch of cliques that goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.) I met them in the afternoon and trained down to City Hall to get our lunch. Apparently, I had my meal earlier on at home, since mommy cooked for us early in the morning. Damn, FZ could only pass their meal to me just to ensure I ate them all. I was terribly bloated at that moment and thanks for not having me to puke the food out. If it does, shall aim on both of you. Hees. We made our way to Singapore Flyer, to have a long chill there, photo-takes and camwhoring. I want go there again!, extremely thrilling. I love sitting by the bay! I want to have another trip there, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( I want bhangra song!. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF7686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSCF7686.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF7595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSCF7595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF7542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSCF7542.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF7534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSCF7367.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I could see through your eyes so I would know what you like to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I knew your wishes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so I could give you everything you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I dreamed the same dreams you do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and together we could make them come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I knew what makes you happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so I could make you the happiest person in the whole world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I were a cell in your blood, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so I would be sure I was somewhere in your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Again, feeling bloated &amp;amp; hilarious. Right after eating, Maggie cup noodle, made my way to the kitchen to have another meal of Nasi Lemak. Dad arrived home and bought a packet of Nasi Ayam. hur!I guess there is something wrong with my stomache right now. I intend to eat meal after meal. I am now going to head for the toilet soon. I could feel the shit coming down. (haha! Ok, that’s disgusting huh!)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, blast the house with Indonesian songs, sang to the music and ouh, I did farted all of a sudden. Haha! (* a new remix to the music).&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am terribly sleepy right now. Sayonara humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Every night I pray, I'll have you here someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I’ll count the stars tonight, and hope with all my might; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;That when I close my eyes, you'll be right by my side;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3080782537404189044?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/3080782537404189044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-load.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3080782537404189044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/3080782537404189044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-load.html' title='Re-load'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8666104247126121315</id><published>2009-06-20T17:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:03:28.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18062009975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't think I would want to stay the whole Sunday at home with dad presence. I hate having him around me, feeling terribly suffocated. He’s more depending on us instead of us depending on him. What kind of a man is he? &lt;em&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;*, what can you say about guys?!? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurhur!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – No comments to it; I am just tired to haggle with him, enough of him. It gets up on my nerves. He seems to bade me always; You are just being a &lt;strong&gt;hindrance&lt;/strong&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst: you don't see me online?! I am at oovoo! Msn a real stuck-up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8666104247126121315?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8666104247126121315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8666104247126121315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8666104247126121315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-sick.html' title='Home sick'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5565016227827421856</id><published>2009-06-19T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:01:53.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyper active</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4310.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4305.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4312.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4318.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt sore till now. I had a great impact on the ground. I could not balance myself. I love those girls, hilarious moments of the day. I like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5565016227827421856?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5565016227827421856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/hyper-active.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5565016227827421856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5565016227827421856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/hyper-active.html' title='Hyper active'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4805262663108649453</id><published>2009-06-19T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:32:14.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perked Up</title><content type='html'>I am ecstatic today. Woo! ha-ha. I slept late yesterday night, doing art, was up till 2am and I just can’t continued any longer. Had a short bitch fight with sis in the middle of the night just because of one stupid thing. Gyeah, I know. I ended up sleeping alone in the living room on the sofa. Damn, it wasn’t that comfortable as the way we slept on the bed. My backbone hurts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo253.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/Photo253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/Photo237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning at 10am did a bit on final layout before heading off to get myself dressed up. I want to extricate myself from art.Met up with dearest girlfriend, Khalisah, to get some stuffs done, before I am off to Bugis Library, study date with &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. I was a bit gauge at first, but ended up being normal as time pass by. Ha-ha! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;, nyahas! I don’t think I did study, I am more to wondering around. I only did five question of Math exercise, and I am there kaypo-ing on his stuffs. haha. Seriously, I was not in the mood to study, all I need was the friggin bed. So do you, right &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;? hahas!&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner/ late lunch with &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;, taking picture with his gadget, since his megapixel is BIGGER than mine. I am all perky. Thanks for trained-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; down back together with me, and going around White Sands Mall.ha-ha!. Update me again, aites! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Mum did not gave me any immense amount of money,i had to use mine for the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I hope that tomorrow activity would be successful. Blading / Cycling. I hope there will be NO last minute cancelling of plan please. Bringing my cammy tomorrow,girls. Okay I am terribly shagged now need some sleep! sheesh, eye bags and dark circles are killing. Day by day, it is getting more obvious and obvious. Urghh, I need to lessen it as soon as possible of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My things are disseminated around my room. I hate this mess, it feels so uncomfortable. That’s so not my type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This feeling won't be true. Its just fake. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4805262663108649453?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4805262663108649453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/perked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4805262663108649453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4805262663108649453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/perked-up.html' title='Perked Up'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7102239641975894547</id><published>2009-06-17T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:05:59.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG4271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/CIMG4271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing my art persistently. I am glad to say, I love my pieces. I hope my hard works is being appreciated. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yay! blogger back to normal.Finally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7102239641975894547?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7102239641975894547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7102239641975894547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7102239641975894547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope-so.html' title='I hope so'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8224578095652568857</id><published>2009-06-16T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:14:22.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So What</title><content type='html'>Today is a very tiring day for sis and me. We really used up our energy on cleaning on the entire house. Mopping, sweeping, putting in stuffs into refrigerator, and scrubbing the toilet. Damn all we did was cleaning the house the whole morning. Shitty shit. We blast off the house with loud musics. We sing and dance to the music, and I almost slipped off while mopping. Dangg! I save my ass, baby or it will be terribly painful. We crack some lame jokes, condemning about some people and of course, imitating each other. Its fun tho. We could only feel the tiredness once we lay our ass on the sofa; urghh, I want a massage please! I continued my art right after I had my break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and sis (the second one) date ourselves for a dinner outside. This time sis treat me dinner, I did not fork out any money. She is being so nice, so do i. I promised her next time, it is going to be my treat. Nyahas! Finally, I bought myself a cologne and perfume, since mine had already come to an end. Headed back home after that, and I am back to art. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Khalisah and Humaira, ALL THE BEST TO YOUR ‘O’ LEVEL PRACTICAL HELD TOMORROW. BELIEVE IN YOURSELVES AND STAY POSITIVE. DO YOUR VERY BEST GIRLS! I knew you can do it! Don’t let all the hard works go down the drain. AJA AJA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8224578095652568857?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8224578095652568857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8224578095652568857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8224578095652568857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-what.html' title='So What'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5608738278868730626</id><published>2009-06-15T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:16:34.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Move</title><content type='html'>I left my thermometer in my room and I ended up buying a new one. I tried being impertinent towards the security guards but they impelled me to get a new one. Those bugs are just eating up our money. Early in the morning, I was already feeling indignant! Damn it! Physics as usual, I always arrived half an hour late, and I’m off to do experiment. Chemistry class was next, this time, I managed to follow the lessons well, but I am more to a chatterbox today. Nyahas! Art pieces are impeding. I do not want to be an imbecile, working thing out slowly. I need to fasten up my pace, so I could catch up with the timing. Haishh..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my afternoon nap. Damn, I would want more please. If I wasn’t been feeling ravenous, I should have a longer nap. Or most probably, won’t be waking up till the next day. I need to help mum clear things out from the refrigerator. A new one would be coming in tomorrow. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;Psst: I wonder what is happening around some of you. Sometime you are nice, sometime you are not. Something you are just being weird. !@#$%^&amp;*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people change. Sometimes people change totally. Sometimes, they did not.&lt;br /&gt;For sure i am sleeping late, i am having fun drooling around with the charcoal. Its in a mess right now, but i need to clear the mess out. Not today, not tomorrow, some other time maybe. Ehs i like that, its groovy,woo!hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=image_0002-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/image_0002-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC00054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Maisurah!( the one wearing blue hoodie and standing right in the middle) Enjoy your wonderful day today. All the best for your O levels, and have a prosperous life. You bring in the coolness in our group, and Mai, stay cool always. Hahas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5608738278868730626?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5608738278868730626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5608738278868730626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5608738278868730626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-move.html' title='The Next Move'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7143094242940868696</id><published>2009-06-14T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:47:26.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving</title><content type='html'>I thought things going to change.&lt;br /&gt;I have search nook and cranny, but nowhere to be found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7143094242940868696?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7143094242940868696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/surviving_1507.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7143094242940868696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7143094242940868696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/surviving_1507.html' title='Surviving'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1549101744096748871</id><published>2009-06-12T12:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:35:36.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing her</title><content type='html'>Sitting by my sis side,taking care of her. Body temperature for her is extremely high. Putting cold towel on her forehead and ensuring that she had her medicine taken. All alone, feeling distraught about my mum whose being admitted in the hospital due to high fever and vomitting. Crying every night for her. No one being able to visit her at this point of time, being place at an isolated room. I can only message her just to keep her accompany. Praying and Hoping that she will be alright. When can i meet her?make it soon please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit on 6:50pm]//&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I received text message from my dearest mum that she would be coming home tomorrow. I was ecstatic when I got the news. However, what makes me shag right now was that, sis is not playing her part in helping me lessen her burden. I’ve got to continuously forced her to get up, have her meal, take her medicine and stuffs just to get it done in one shot. I need to be awake and be by her side every moment, cos grandma keep calling my house every hour to ensure her health and her illness is ok. Or else, I shall be reprimanded with her naggings and blabbering. I’m totally exhausted now, and I need the bed. But that can be done at 12am. &lt;br /&gt;Send someone whose kind enough to accompany me tonight, have a talking session with me and laugh our assy out. I’m totally bored! Text me people, if you want to chatty chat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Maisurah, Nadhirah, Nabiha and Humaira, Thanks for the care and concern people. Love you girls, and ouh, I am just hoping that on the 16th, the plan would still be on and I could make it. Have you decide the dates?!? And Mai, hopefully I could make it to school on the 15th, so that I am able to wish you face to face, give you hugs and please, Mai and Nad (especially you both), please tell me the dates you are available on the weekdays, me and Khalisah and others giving you birthday treats, don’t miss the chance babe!. I MISS YOU PEEPS !. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye, I’m off now, currently entertaining my sis needs, sheesh. I wanted to use twitter, but I have problems logging into its website. I shall update more when there is a need!&lt;br /&gt;Psst, I’m craving for jackfruit now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1549101744096748871?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1549101744096748871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1549101744096748871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1549101744096748871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-you.html' title='Missing her'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8225319554615893336</id><published>2009-06-10T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:08:04.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I have to ponder the suggestion carefully made by some people. Hmmph, lets see how the situation goes. Ok? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not manage to wake up for physics and art lesson, woke up at 10 when sis came into my room. Looking at the clock, I can only make it for social studies class which was at 12.pm. Damn I was feeling terribly down at that moment, not wanting to go school. Mai and Nab texted me up, what happened to me? Haha! Because of them and the birthday girl, I attended school, gyeah., OR else I’ve been lying flat on the bed snoring all the way. Lunch was fantastic and awesome. Picnic by the beach at the breakwater with our Macdonald meal. Hahs! The breeze were cooling but the weather was scorching. Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and lil sis is currently having fever and I had to take care of them. I’m tired and I’ve got to handle things for them. As soon as I woke up from my afternoon nap, mum had already asked me to shop for several things. Arghhh! And now, just because of lil sis who is ill, you disallow me from going to school tomorrow. You wanted me to accompany her at home, I don’t really bother. BUT!!!!! What bothers me a lot is that, what’s the use of having a husband? Cant he just stay at home for a few hours and just wait for my come-back?!? Don’t tell me, that he’s hectic with his work and can’t spend a few of his time taking care of her? urgh that is bull sheet if he can’t.  It is part of his responsibility as a father to take care of the children. I wonder what is running in your minds. Come on largh, change the way you people are now!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for typing some matters here. I am just ranting out only. I hate having this kind of situation happening around me. It totally sucks my day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;Dude this time texted me up, he is leaving Singapore in 3 days time. He has the bad habit of calling me up last min that he was in Singapore. He was here for the past 2 weeks. See, 2 weeks in Singapore, and now he’s leaving soon?urghh.Now then you texted or call me?? Damn you la! ha-ha!  Whatever it is, have fun with life, and all the best to you. Sorry for not being able to meet you up, shy uhs. hahaha!. No la, I’m actually hectic with school so gyeah, (faham-faham jek la ehs.) Nyahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=SSL23125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/SSL23125.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF3757.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSCF3757.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, nadhirah aka Mrs Wandi. &lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8225319554615893336?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8225319554615893336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8225319554615893336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8225319554615893336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-6330879772270732699</id><published>2009-06-09T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:49:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>I did my art halfway done. Not completely finish. Im still contemplating whether to go for physics lesson or not. Cos I’m feeling helpless in art. I need some feedbacks for my sketches and brilliant ideas for my layout. Ideas are there but I don’t know how to sketch it out. FARAH!! Go for art, don’t leave me alone. Hahas. Ok I wanted to do a long posting but my mood turns bad. Damn you!cbcbcbcbcbcbcbcb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-6330879772270732699?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/6330879772270732699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/helpless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6330879772270732699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/6330879772270732699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/helpless.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-346489076913745847</id><published>2009-06-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:07:35.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshottwo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshottwo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshoteight.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshoteight.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got myself onto bed at 4am when suddenly I received morning calls at 8am. Thanks dude! I am suppose to get a tight sleep tonight and you gave an unexpected call. Luckily you are (        ), or else I’ve already put down my handphone. You’ve been dreaming about me I guess, till you decided to gave me a call. Nyahas. Nvm! At 8 plus he was already joking around with me, in spite of my sleepiness. He managed to wake me up with his cranky jokes, that made me giggle all the way. Nyehh.  I had my second round of sleep at 2pm BUT  this time I switched off my hp not allowing any calls. Damn, im still sleepy. I shall expect some midnight calls from him later since his back from nowhere!. Hees. To clear misunderstanding, this dude here has nothing relationship with me. He is just a normal friend of mine, not a special friend even (err, a bit special only), I treat him like my own brother. He share his probs with me but I didn’t. Ehs, dude, don’t spread any fake news, that im your girl ehs, stop it. or i'll tell your girl.muahaha.I guess even if I were to type malay here, he wont probably understand. His malay is like terrible, broken malay. Once he speaks malay, his words are all over the place. For sure you people might laugh when you hear it. It took me over 10 minutes to get over with it. Nyahas.  Nvm, I know my malay not super fantastic, but I shall try my best to help you in Malay. Err, btw, ive got Malay dictionary here, do you want to lend? Its super thick,and you should read the words and meaning. Its good for you tho. So that your words and sentence wont get mixed up. Nyahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about him. I get distracted over him now and I did nothing to art. N.O.T.H.I.N.G. Im suppose to atleast do sketching or manipulating but I didn’t. eh dude, see its all your fault! Sheesh. Im just too bored doing art, I don’t have the mood to begin sketching. Stuffs are right beside me and Im staring blankly on it. What the hell! Arghh!! Mann!! I guess I will be dating with my bed for the third round, im still sleepy. Sobsob. Ok toodles. Wait! Before I get going dating with my bed or do sketching, I want to tell you people this. I miss Khalisah badly. Shes enjoying herself there while we are hectic with classes. Urghh! Ok toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shaamz: girl, you’re being too obvious with your feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-346489076913745847?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/346489076913745847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/346489076913745847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/346489076913745847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-back.html' title='You&apos;re back'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-1415844951164683467</id><published>2009-06-08T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:54:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshotfive.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshotfive.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=161010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/161010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reach home from school. I only attended physics and chemistry. I skipped english consultation. Sorry Miss Lee for not being able to attend your classes (like as if she reads my blog,duhh). Currently im having menses cramps and its already the third day, gahh! it hurts terribly now and i have to endure. Oh my i usually have cramps on the first day and why must it dragged to the third day?!?sheesh, okay stop it with the girls stuff. Its normal btw. Hmmmphh,i wonder when im going to attend art classes? Tomorrow?the day after tomorrow? next week? WHEN??!?!?!?!?tell me. Its already the second week and im not yet started! am i insane?trying to be nuts? i seriously dont know whats happening to me for goodness sake.blarghh, and whats more mums been nagging about my room? nyehh, i did shifting yesterday night and not done to the fullest, its still in a shambles state. boohoo, whose kind enough to clear up for me? No one does i guess! ok i better get going before mums get back home in the afternoon seeing those mess, and turn everything upside down. and fuckshit, ive got to complete my art (layouts plus colour shemes by today). To farah, get going with art, and please for your own good, ATTEND CLASSES PREETY PLS!although some of the lessons are bored. But hey, its a revision from the basic!nyahas!you will be remorseful if you dont attend aites.Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-1415844951164683467?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/1415844951164683467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/progression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1415844951164683467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/1415844951164683467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/progression.html' title='Progression'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-5077697883457067856</id><published>2009-06-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:15:56.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur</title><content type='html'>Thinking and feeling&lt;br /&gt;Feeling and thinking&lt;br /&gt;Its always been so&lt;br /&gt;No matter which way I go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-5077697883457067856?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/5077697883457067856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/blur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5077697883457067856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/5077697883457067856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/blur.html' title='Blur'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7458351998158719686</id><published>2009-06-06T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:05:33.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshot.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshotjg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshotjg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets be fair to life, stop being selfish to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at shaamz’s house. I do feel like staying over her house not wanting to go back. I hate going back seeing all those strangers at home. They bugged me to go home, but I procrastinate them. Dad raved his anger at me for no reason and I just cant be bothered to entertain his talk, why not just hang up the call? Yes I did. Urghh fucktards. I’m suppose to follow my schedules,do art.But I didn’t manage to procure half of my art done, not a single touch on the sketchbook. Not a single glance on it. Damn! I totally got no mood to study or have the encouragement to revise. Sheesh. Urgh, im ravenous now,need to eat,eat,eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshotfour.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshotfour.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=snapshotthree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/snapshotthree.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmphh, i need money right now. Im friggin broke right now. Wallets basically having a big holes now and im now left with 4 bucks?which totally sucks?godamnit, what am i suppose to spend with 4 bucks?! ice-cream?snacks? oh my, thats insane! Im putting a frown on it, cos im only able to window shop. gahh!stupid holes!I splurge all my money on Thursday and now?!?kosong! not kosong actually. nyehees.I need to catch a movie, Hannah Montanna, anyone willing to watch?!? tagged me preety please, for sure with Khalisah presence. Talking about khalisah, oh bitch, im sorry if ive made you upset, didnt mean to. But look at my situation right now, its all tidious. I just cant make a right decision for myself. You know i dont intend to suspect you, im just saying that you're not helping me,it seems you knew about it, but its the matter of you informing me or not. thats it, not more than that.BLAH BLAH, im tired of exaggerate things that are not meant to make it big, just forget about it and continue as what we are doing. Btw girl, have a safe journey to Indonesia, going to miss you like hell for 6 days. Text me once you reach Spore!. Im craving for more and more and more clothes plus some pants to be worn with new blouses,sheesh, i need to seriously dragged my mum to buy a new jeans for me. err, grey colour preety pls. Ive been wanting that all this while. urghh, and i hope both of you are kind enough to increase my daily money.geez, dad seems to be selfish when comes to money, useless dad! nyahas! err, kidding i think, booo!&lt;br /&gt;Humaira! i miss you, gonna have a bitching and gossiping session with those threes on Monday by an unexpected girl.ahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7458351998158719686?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7458351998158719686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7458351998158719686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7458351998158719686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/silence.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-2418327485231695520</id><published>2009-06-05T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:20:33.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>Omg, received news that art canvas had arrived and we can start on the canvas? aha! laugh out loud, im not yet on layout or even in colour scheme and i still cant work on canvas. urghh!I have to do two days of intensive art during weekends. I passed by someones blog stating that Mdm H had already gave birth to a TWINS. Named after, Ariana and Arissa. haha!whoaa she didnt expect shes carrying a twins in her tummy. Congrats to her and she will be coming back in term 4,tsk. I seriously cant get over with art,feeling too restless thinking about art, Thanxs to that pregnant teacher for leaving us half way with an imcomplete work which everything seems to be in a hurricane. It seems that the world had been struck by tornadoes whereby everyone's getting their stuffs up and working their ass out to save their lovely lives. damn, i just simply panicked out, counting the days to O levels and looking at the days passing by so fast in a blink of an eye. oh my oh my, i need a tight slap and a wake up call. Im all distracted by the things revolving around me, i get influenced easily. danngg! i dont want to drowned in the sea, ended up in ITE, i want to achieve my 15 points. gyeah, Work hard on it, strive hard, and hopefully, i'll succeed. Omg, i feel like im talking some sodz of ____________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-2418327485231695520?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/2418327485231695520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2418327485231695520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/2418327485231695520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-8563480343599840658</id><published>2009-06-05T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:55:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Sea I Stand Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02498.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02498.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, Im a good photograher aint i? ahas! Thats so random of me. Oh my, everyone in the house being a real stucked up. They annoys me alot. Its better to seal my mouth rather than speaking out a single words on them. Their words are a killer, i cant bare with it. Its better to stare at them than looking at them, sheesh. I feel like crying, wheres the happiness that we usually had? Mum and dad are too busy with their work not spending enough time with us! I want the care and concern back. Even when you are at home, having your off days, you took the time to spent with some other people instead with us inspite of the tiredness.You treat us like a strangers at home. So do we! you dont talk but you nagged, you nagged at us non-stop like as if the days are dying. You nagged like as if we've done something that is terribly wrong, and its hard for you to stop nagging. Dont you know that we're tired of it already?we had enough, but we remained quiet. quiet and quiet, but how long will this dragged on? oh fuck this thing up. Im no longer talking to you people in the house with manners, i do feel like im talking to u hoarsely and you intend to scold. Dont blame me, blame yourself. Both of you reflect yourself in the mirror and see whats lacking in yourself?Its a dismay if i had to say this, but i wont revealed. Somehow or sooner, i will show it for you guys. I will change myself before you do. Teach me like what muslims people usually do before i teach you guys. Oh my, i just could not stand it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-8563480343599840658?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/8563480343599840658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8563480343599840658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/8563480343599840658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-sea.html' title='By The Sea I Stand Alone'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-3851924441058577216</id><published>2009-06-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:02:06.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02490.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02490.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02491.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02491.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02511.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02511.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who's by my side when no one else is there.You're the one I can always count on,You always seem to care.You help me through the tough times,and when I've lost all hope,You cry with me at sad times,and laugh at all my jokes.You never seem to judge me or ever put me down,You put a smile on my face,When ever you see a frown.You're better than a sister,You're more than just my friend,You have a special place in my heart,That's why your my Best Friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-3851924441058577216?l=vaguesideof-her.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-5691143297938952981.post-7452569130770524583</id><published>2009-06-05T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:55:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC00002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02492.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02492.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at you across the room.I see your warming face.I try to see the inside you hide.Your feelings I try to embrace.I realize as I look at you.As I just sit and stare.I can see you perfectly clear.But for some reason you're not there.I see your eyes, I see your face.But yet I can not see.Your loving inside that you had.I can't see your personality.I realize how much that you have changed.How you don't seem to care.I stare at you across the room.But yet you are not there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7452569130770524583?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7452569130770524583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7452569130770524583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7452569130770524583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-7318993899033157703</id><published>2009-06-05T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:35:25.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02495.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02495.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02512.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02510.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/3ss/DSC02510.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we meet the person we are not supposed to fall in love with... For it could only cost troubles and pains..Logic tells us to stop, but our hearts says "how could it be wrong if it feels so right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was dreadful, i was called up to attend class while im in the house, feeling sick and stomache pain. sheesh. Headed down to the beach and im the photographer of the day.yeeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-7318993899033157703?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/7318993899033157703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7318993899033157703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/7318993899033157703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace-in-life.html' title='Peace in life'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5691143297938952981.post-4205145158558323774</id><published>2009-06-04T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:56:11.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprivate</title><content type='html'>Blog is back to normal. I hate privating blogs. So made up my mind not to choose to private up my blog. But i've got to remove the tagboard for meanwhile so that some loose spammer would not spam my tagboard. tsk3, lifeless people. Ok bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5691143297938952981-4205145158558323774?l=vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/feeds/4205145158558323774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/unprivate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4205145158558323774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5691143297938952981/posts/default/4205145158558323774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaguesideof-her.blogspot.com/2009/06/unprivate.html' title='Unprivate'/><author><name>syaaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09354051267236381190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
